To the Marxists and the police To the junkies in the streets To the gangsters in our towns And the others underground To the prostitutes and whores To
Let love not weigh me down Let the cursed air be clean When you've lost faith in the human race Let love not weigh you down Let love not 'cause me pain
I'm the hunter who's killed by his dog I'm the statue burnt down into lead I'm the problem you don't want to solve I'm the lover who dies in his bed
Well, I burnt all my travelers checks Just to show you my respect Then I hung myself out to dry And you looked at me and asked me why So I said, "I don
Let's move away together, go interplanetary Maybe in Chinese weather, where it's sanitary I'll go out trawler fishing, yeah, we'll have tuna steak I'm
This is moving like a forest fire Leaving no part unscathed Too young to be as jaded as I am But old enough to feel the strain I hope that I can hold
Sister Renee, the jack of all trades Don't put that hatchet in my back, in my back Watch myself fade on the bed that was made Not by nurse Ratchet but
Spider has eight legs, you know Spins its web, the patterns flow There's something in my eye Bloodshot in disguise God knows I really tried Making the
Beneath the heart of darkness Lies an old machine that's dying Spluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firing The roots of the house are cracking
I've been disguised by sunken eye I sleep in cars and shout at stars The killer said I'm not quite dead [Unverified] replied then I must hide Please
Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbor when the ship set sail Boy, you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take
Deliciously I drink up all your tears On a piano out of tune I sit and persevere Deliriously I eat up all your words And jumble them around Till they
Found his memoirs in an old junk shop Dated from 1916 Sentenced to death while still shell-shocked For deserting the infantry Blindfold on and one step
Oh, to have a pristine claw These hands are old and sore The knuckles, they ache The bones they do break Oh, to have a youthful frown Bleed on the surgeon
On a summer night I took a walk Out in the fields where the grass snakes hide Six years old, tall as a chair Found the trapdoor hidden from sight Fell
Little girl, don't be sad, I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar, that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope
I feel so far away from love 'cause I can never get enough Like the kid with his hand in the highest jar And if I came back from the grave for a while
If the world did end Would you be my apocalyptic friend? Until tomorrow then If the skies did fall Would you pick up my last call? Until tomorrow then
