No, I want more 5, 6, 7 It's not OK How come you taste so good? This time I'm really hookedIt's half past ten, it's getting late But the night is young and I can't wait You know I like it loud You should know me by nowSomething sweet or something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like boy need girl and girl need boy Got a nasty habit called rock'n'rollBut you don't know what it's like I've done things you've only dreamed about More than once or twice Tt keeps me up at night Jump up, bubble up, what's in store? Bryan looked for love, but I want more I found another beat, there's no time for sleepSomething sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys I gave my heart to rock'n'roll To rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll [x2] Oh, oh..So you can call the police I'm sorry 'bout my manners, but you see, I'm a bit drunk as you can see I bet you would like to undress meSomething sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like boy need girl and girl need boy Got a nasty habit called rock'n'rollSomething sweet and something strong Seems like love no longer can turn me on Like the girls in suits and those pretty boys I gave my heart to rock'n'roll Rock'n'roll [x2] Oh, oh..."THAT MATT BOY I LOVE...."
"But if flesh plus skin Equals sensuality, then flesh minus skin equals meat. The skin has turned into rind ..the garden of fleshly delights becomes a butcher shop. My flesh encounters your taste for meat. So much the worse for me." - Angela Carter
Day one, I played with her blood Day two, I left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask if I thought she was crazy. Baby you don’t know where my mind has been Fell off the bike more than twice but it’s time to ride again This time I’ve learned from my past falls Old wounds might reopen soon Burn them in alcohol I heard that last call it was a close one Roadrunners know which direction to go when snow comes Then we’re coastal Extra traction on radial tires Having sex in the back wrapped in radio wires Self abusive, stuck in a bad place Head full of bruises and scratched face I bled profusely Inserting my juices so you can taste me Put my neck in a noose and swung to safety Found a land mine planted in the sole of my foot I can’t find sanctum in the holes I’ve input I keep digging covered in earth I undress they run tests I leave the dirt to the experts White coats and shiny objects I jump their lifeboat science project We got a floater Guinea pig overboard Stone sober hillbilly kid with open sores Ripped vocal cord Tearing them out A mutant manifesto that you’ll probably never hear about Weirded out about my whereabouts Ears pierced my mouth a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch Keeps digging And I’m swimming up hill I’m fighting a tide of mudslide and blood spilled Until I’ve got a shirt off my back And a girl on attack on top with a curled lip The world map is our bed sheet We share geography now I explore virgin territory Squeaky seats act as a mating call Nothing on me but her and didn’t feel naked at all Ever feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and don’t care if she bleeds Asking all these questions ain't highly recommended They’ll eventually get answered if you put time in the friendship That is if what you’re doing is helping and it’s not like you know until you uh… Reach the ending She wanted my agony agony agony agony in her bodyDay one, I played with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.She was crazy I need more holes to breath from Went under the knife I contemplated freedom Put it all out on the operating table Touching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cables Then out broke like the water it started rushing All of a sudden there she was gone I’m the fall guy She’s a sight for sore eyes I’m in labor all night until a new day is born Curved globe Road taste like Eyes rolled, dice Earth pulls a 180 when I look into her snake eyes I’m not afraid of dying Pieces of me die all the time Keep digging (keep digging) I leave the dirt to the experts Who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurts I hold today with a death grip And play hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate Face sweaty Hands unsteady Blood pressure off the charts My heart hangs heavy Untreated wounds though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your feeble ill cocoon I don’t grieve for many people And I don’t mourn the pieces killed in you My injection must have been lethal Pick up the shovel love; you’ve got some digging to do Agony agony agony agony Day one, I played with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.
300!sin city, Boondock Saints, frailty, savage messiah, true romance,the crow, heathers...lucky number sleven, labrynith, legand, the last unicirn, the godfather, scarface, underworld
T.v.s that are fishtaNks...those are dope
hauntings, politics,horror comics ,serial killers,astral projection, Maze broken She’s runnin’ Feet swollen He’s comin’ She’s stolen And before he even knows it she’s gone. Tea cups sittin’ on the hollow tree stumps He’s dumped, and can’t seem to swallow these lumps The beat goes on…Same fire New passion Old flame Trade it in for a summer fling There’s nothing like that sweet old song…Tip over Root the trees Bend the leaves Blend in with the open wound The freeze frames keep him warm…The day’s frost is scrapped off the weight loss The new sign that says keep off As he speeds off into the storm…Out of spite the lighting strikes him twice He’s peeking out on the pike and cheatin life Pealing out on the lawnNow he’s idling His time is dwindling In his mind he’s figuring out life’s about the little things And his labyrinth And all his magnificent can only keep the mice trapped The princess is innocent She doesn’t belong…(I never thought I’d miss you) They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall… She stopped to think for a minute, and in a split second went AWOL. (I never thought I’d miss you) He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scornHe’s pullin’ on the reigns, the bridle, the shower the storm The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war… The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm… The maze, high tower, clouds are at war The reigns, the bridle, the shower, the storm… The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war...(I never thought I’d miss you)
Where have all the heroes gone?...pirates..fast cars...bank robbers...batman,gambit..anyone willing to fight for it, die for it,take it, make it yours.