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Captain Beefheart - Bills Corpse
Quietly the rain played down on last of the ashes Quietly the light played down on her lashes She smiled 'n twisted she smiled 'n twisted Hideously looking back at what once was beautiful Playing naturally magically O' her ragged hair was shining red white n' blue All 'n all the children screaming: Why surely madam you must be dreaming You couldn't have done this if you knew what you were doing Well the gold fish 'n the bowl lay upside down bloating Full in the sky 'n the plains were bleached white with skeletons Various species grouped together according To their past beliefs The only way they ever all got together was Not in love but shameful grief It's not the way I'd like it to get together That's not the kind of thoughts I'd like to keep The rain played lightly down, down on the formaheap O' lady look up in time o' lady look out of love 'n you should have us all O' you should have us fall Sonic Youth - Tom Violence My violence is a dream a 'real dream' a skinny arm a crush on living sin my violence is a sleeping head nodding out to rising bliss I left home for experience carved 'suk for honesty' on my chest my violence is the number coming out of prayer find it in the father find it in a girl there's a thing in my memory hoilding on for dear life with a feeling of secrets beating up under my flesh my tongue is tied I'm sleeping nights awake Tom violence is a dream coming out of a girl
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