North by north? lest we have to settle down we can sail without the wind in this town Things that London never saw Northern winters start to thaw; To
My patents are pending For me to say what I wanted to say, Your message confusing mine. Technologies talking, Hear them say what I wanted to say. My parrot
is coming down soon. Watching the light on the dash Warning that we're gonna crash One last time let's drive round again. Now I see your face in the mirror Fading
See the wrecking crews go by Leave a broken piece of you outside. See the smokers out to breathe, Coughing secrets as you start to leave. See your words
From the Kid to the Gold Rush You can see the Modern Times From the Rink to the Pay Day You can see the City Lights From the Count to the Circus I'm
There's a light on the floor Shows your just out the door In a Russian film we belong like a gentle jolt of montage where the mis-en-scene flies back
It fell into place the whole earth database Kodachrome shots our astronauts were hiding Nomadic tribes, networks and beatniks on the rise We wore the
Changed I feel changed all unwound changed Now. Strange voices strange Hear the sound strange Now. Feel the ground shake Feel the ground shake Feel
I will be blue in a red state all the long day with you. I will be blue in a red state all the long day with you. And when iron curtains start to fall
I?ve been trying to watch this thing, but the truth is truth is a bit obscene. If they said ?everything,? then they lied. And at the fall fire line They
I put on a disguise And put out both your eyes You will not see me You will not see me. So put on infrared; Turn the light off in your head You will
These days the letter's like a freeze frame All the old ways get cluttered in the bric brac bones of the day Now the book lights They flicker like the
blocks magic mirrors to pretend. Seismographic data in our hearts Let?s invent them all again. Rocket arrows chart the motion of the stars you see, Paper
Moving days are coming Like the traffic, full of broken worlds. Being there is harder when you feel it, when your self is long deferred. And when you
I write heresies and sign my name, publish and perish all the same. You ask why should I not stay? Your sobrieties are all a shame If you have pills
in a country sleeping warmly in the night. We believe Exxon, we play along the water getting blacker as we fight Geneva's gone, like a faded song an
I can't pay today and I never will I'm on the downside of the double bill Here's where I am (no surprise) A Monogram guy with Bela Lugosi eyes So why
