teenhood is a drug racket It's a beautiful day and I am up and at 'em Motorcycles and cops are the main attraction Tommy Gun Blood Lust A perfect teenhood Fuck you
apart, Despite your powers you hated being, A stupid rock star, Kitty Pryde so sweet and innocent, You're all we talk about, We know you'd rather raise
you drop me off And not a word was spared for us Drinks at ten, we're off again The crowds and bouncers stare at us And the last one out the car fills
Formed from dought and worthless plans Just another death rattle dance... Are we homeward bound? I know what can be blessed When I heard that lost song I know
began to fall softly Filling up the rivers in Texas And I thought of you and maybe you once thought of me We were changing And we kept changing And
Well the mood settled down You know all the movies I've seen How I watched all of them You never did understand Can't figure how you never did Once the
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my gloom So much nearer without you I've been on the run From the dirt you talk about everyone So much nearer my gloom That much nearer without you And
reach of the black remote Here I am comfortable Surrounded by strings and bows Let everyone else go Nights on Kirkwood so serene Far from the sirens and
Crowning of a heart, textures and shades A bitter London night on the motorway You looked so divine, back in the seat Wicked desires ablaze in me Back
's conceit has conquered all the real beauty Grinning from a mask of hollowed bone Where a human is somewhere to be found But where I don't know And things
house full of neds who are wanting us dead In Glasgow and Leeds we find signs of relief An escape from our grief with a fistful of E's Eight day hell You
With you're fake, fake eyes, Are you blinded to me? GG - cold in the house, A butterfly knife in the south Scotch on your rocks, You're sexless, like
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and be reckoned, I begged please, let me go They said uh-uh, no way, you've gotta come true We can't let you run away But I was taught by my mother
of wonder, wait to greet you As you rise, feel the world you know divided up Above and below Let the roads lead you back to those places you lived
dead, trail of dead...' then cut to- (collage of pre recorded voices off tv and radio): and. you. will. know. them. by. the. trail. of. dead. dead. dead
's not something you learn, it's just something you do And sometimes I wonder whether my other half is you 'Cause I am only half of what I am And half
