Honeymoon croon tonight
Sew my socks tonight
I say whose on the rare tonight
Lurking lipstick tickle fickle
Marylin's on
Send her by air mail, PAR AVION
Certificate X tacy in my head
Hire out Sybil Vane for my bed
Croon croon tonight
Honeymoon tonight

A gut pull drag on me
Into the chasm gaping we
Mirrors multy reflecting this
Between spunk stained sheet
And odourous whim
Calmer eye- flick- shudder- within
Assist me to walk away in sin
Where is the string that theseus laid
Find me out this labyrinth place

In the night, in the chair
he sites there, he sits tight
no more cans, no more crime
see the place, see the time
you never know

He walks light, don't know how
maybe now, in the night
oh, I know, yes I know
there's no chat
He's for show
You never know

Overshadowed by her sister Pretty girl would scream, King Volcano gave me numbers King Volcano is clean (twice) Lonely people burn like candles Only we are clean Lonely people burn like cand

Overshadowed by her sister
Pretty girl would scream,

King Volcano gave me numbers
King Volcano is clean (twice)

Lonely people burn like candles
Only we are clean
Lonely people burn like candles
Only we are clean

Sinister echoes clutching at straws
Letter boxes screaming
You try to pin him to the wall
You end up on the ceiling
Locked in a dome
The shadows flicker by
He's the madcap pusher
Delerium the drug he's dealing

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your

Learning lines in the rain Special effects by lunatic and Drinks The graveyard scene The golden years She's in parties It's in the can It's in the can Freeze frame screen kiss Hot heads un

Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and drinks
The graveyard scene
The golden years

She's in parties
It's in the can

Freeze frame screen kiss
Hot heads under silent wigs
Fall guys tumble on the cutting room floor
Look-a-likes fall on the

Her gaze hit the side of mine So I opened it out To destroy what you thought was difference So I lied to you once again So I painted over you once again So I die before you once again 'What's

Out of her mouth it came as no surprise
Lipstick stained on whipcream lies
I feel that if I had been uglier
It would have been easier

There it sat, blinked and spat
In a black feather hat
And said the rat
I now possess quasi success

But she wants to be a bette

Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
You're my main man

Golden nose slim
Golden nose slim
I know's where you been

Purple pie Pete
Purple pie Pete
Your lips are like lightning
Girls melt in the heat

Telegram Sam
You're my main man
(2x)

She had nut painted arms
That were hers to keep
And in her fear
She sought cracked pleasures
The passion of lovers is for death said she
Licked her lips
And turned to feather

And as I watched from underneath
I came aware of all that she keep
The little foxes

Sinister echoes clutching at straws Letter boxes screaming You try to pin him to the wall You end up on the ceiling Locked in a dome The shadows flicker by He's the madcap pusher Deleriu

Sinister echoes clutching at straws
Letter boxes screaming
You try to pin him to the wall
You end up on the ceiling
Locked in a dome
The shadows flicker by
He's the madcap pusher
Delerium the drug he's dealing

He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your

Oh classic gentlemen
Say your prayers
To the wind, of prostitution
To your faces, and Rex complexes
Riddle my breast
Full of the oppressed puss

Oh gentlemen, with your fish
The you surround, all around
And you man, will always point
Your fishes, at

There were tims
There was pork
There are legs
There are skarks
There was John
There are cliffs
There was mother
There's a poker
There was you
Then there was you

There are scenes
There are blues
There are boots
There are shoes

The night the ?
Ring a ring of rosies
A pocket full of posies
A tissue
A tissue

(sneeze)

Consider green lakes And the idocy of clocks Someone shot nostalgia in the back Someone shot our innocence A broken arrow in a bloody pool The wound in the face Of midnight proposals S

Consider green lakes
And the idocy of clocks
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
And the black colours have run

A broken arrow in a bloody pool
The wound in the face
Of midnight proposals
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone s