The beauty of a dream is you don't let it go Once in a while a girl comes along And opens your heart like a spam tin Just how long can it take? A bow
Early evening he get these urges Skin tension under leatherette A back bar somewhere in clubland Cigarillo and the scene is set See the bodies - now things
It's poetry in motion She turned her tender eyes to me As deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony Mmm - but she blinded me with science She blinded
Thirty nine and you need some leeway soon you're eyeing the overseas page The trains're running late As you close the garden gate Step through your steel
I thought up two more variations on pastry abuse I'm so very sorry constable but what can I do when half the Western world is turning on to Dolby's Cube
Inamoena tempora! ( Unhappy times! ) Bella ecce barbara! ( Lo! Horrid wars ) Deuruntur oppida ( Cities are burnt ) Armageddon! Tument nubes
I was fourteen She Was Twelve Father travelled - hers as well Europa Down the beaches Hand in hand Twelfth of never on the sand Then war took her away
N.E.O. Near Earth Object. A solid body whose orbit lies within the orbit of Mars. Moons Asteroids. Meteorites. And human debris. You can see a meteorite
Metal bird dip wing of fire Whose airlanes comb dark Earth The poles are tethers we were born in On the brink of a whole new deal On the floor of a Pan
I don't know why you're not talking to me I don't know what went wrong two people who had so much together really ought to get along - yeah But something
When all the lights go down This dirty desert town Is theater in the round With stars instead of a crowd I came here the hard way and now I'm living
Switch off the mind and let the heart decide who you were meant to be Flick to remote and let the body glide There is no enemy ! Etch out a future of
I would never normally go bowling On a Friday morning in New Orleans But I like to come here to remember The kind of places you took me Like the time
Blue remembers Blue like a planet to a spaceman Blue river of my tears Like the heather on the hillside As they drove us from the highlands Like the
Silk pyjamas, silk pyjamas She was wearing silk pyjamas Usual outfit, big pith helmet Dr. Martens and silk pyjamas Said it was driving her round the
Quantum Mechanic the matrix mathematic my Honda is erratic I ll show you the schematic Quantum Mechanic it s costing me a packet I know that you
Here in England it's so green Martian men can move unseen Apparatus underground Monitor the crunching sound Joey's gone and Georgie's gone Put their
That Sugar - I like that Sugar Sally but all she likes is cash. All she wants is cash. That Lincoln - He digs that Sugar Sally but Sam took all his