Jingle Jangle in my ears. |
I was never one to question this whole anatomy, but sir, could you please enlighten me to why there is a giant staircase leading all the way to the star that the ones from earth call the sun? Or is th...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 01:57:00 PST |
Brewing |
There is a girl who thinksToo much to fall asleepHer thought trains lost controlThe incline was too steep
Spiders weave their wordsIn tapestries of naughtGestures just for friendsAnd jesters to be bou...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:49:00 PST |
Santa and the Shipwreck |
Well I'm a pilgrim of almighty.
Sufferment, world turnin' slow.
Republican is calling,
18 hundreds rock and roll.
You got bloodstains on you sister,
You're bleeding from the inside.
Waterbed and...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 08:05:00 PST |
From the Walls are alive movement. |
Call To Arms
In a society where the dullest of all colors becomes the most prominent, questions arise about the nature of that society, and what those who have the power to shape and control it's morp...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 01:43:00 PST |
I did this Reggae song; "Yellow evening" |
Yellow Evening.
I was standing in the theatre,
In the corner up the back,
I was clutching my emotion,
I'm never turning back.
She said "are you going to the concert?,
Are you going to the show?...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 05:11:00 PST |
matt: joining of the party... |
Dear patrons...
Matt says:It has been brought to my attention, through the stern and persistent abusive messages I have been receiving from Jesse's secretary, that I am required to contribute to the s...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 02:35:00 PST |
Lyric - Bleeding Thumb |
shall be recorded sometime.
Bleeding Thumb
Green is the room,I keep her throughThis, agony is always alive.
Feed it with lime wegrew with my mind.Im not the kind to whisper devine.
Im not the kind to ...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 04:14:00 PST |
There is a girl on my wall, in the shadows, the street lamp and the tree |
There really is. I gazed at her for a long time last night. Shes captivating....
Posted by Oleo Struts on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:57:00 PST |
Its, Getting Desperate. |
Well I heardabout your curse.Living like a dead man In a hearseAnd I've put, out all your fireI'll untangle all your wires.Well it ain'tNo compromiseThe city only sleeps when it is tired. Blonde On Bl...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 03:06:00 PST |
This nothing that Im making. |
Junkyard, Ghost-girl, dream-puss, panty lines, party lines of coke and swimming upside-down, I told someone once I'd never do this but here I am, kids, and I'll never have kids, will you?So you own tw...
Posted by Oleo Struts on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 11:02:00 PST |
