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Little Earthquakes Under The Pink Boys For Pele From The Choirgirl Hotel
she's addicted to nicotine patches
she's convinced she could hold back a glacier
if the Divine master plan is perfection
how many fates turn around in the overtime
she's addicted to nicotine patches
so don't give me respect don't give me a piece of your preciousness
she was a january girl
black-dove black-dove
she had a january world
I am not your senorita
a Bouvier till her wedding day shots rang out and the police came
with your E's and your ease
surrender then start your engines
She's Your Cocaine
Had a Northern lad well not exactly had
Met 'em in a Hotel Met 'em in a Hotel
In my platforms I hit the floor fell face down
Pandora
© 1998 valeriieee@yahoo.com
From The Choirgirl Hotel
she's addicted to nicotine patches
she's afraid of the light in the dark
6.58 are you sure where my spark is
here, here, here
but she couldn't keep Baby alive
doubting if there's a woman in there somewhere
here, here, here
you say you don't want it again
and again but you don't really mean it
you say you dont want it this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it
maybe next i'll give Judas a try
trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin
here, here, here
you say you don't want it again
and again but you don't really mean it
you say you don't want it this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it
ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find
you thought that you were the bomb yeah well so did i
say you don't want it say you don't want it
say you don't want it again and again but you don't really mean it
say you don't want it this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it you don't really mean it
she's afraid of the light in the dark
6.58 are you sure where my spark is
here, here, here
flaunt all she's got in our old neighbourhood
I'm sure she'll make a few friends
even the rain bows down let us pray as you cock-cock-cock your mane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you I can be cruel
I don't know why
why can't my ba.ll.oo.n stay up in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel I don't know why
dance with the Sufis celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
lover brother bogenvilla my vine twists around your need
even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock me sane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you I can be cruel
she never let on how insane it was
in that tiny kinda scary house
by the woods by the woods by the woods
you´re not a helicopter
you´re not a cop out either
black-dove black-dove
you don't need a space ship
they don't know you've already lived
on the other side of the galaxy
so many storms not right somehow
how a lion becomes a mouse
by the woods
but i have to get to TEXAS
said i have to get to TEXAS
and I'll give away my blue blue dress
she had a january girl
she never let on how insane it was
in that tiny kinda scary house
by the woods
I am not from your tribe
in the garden I did no crime
I am not your senorita
I am not from your tribe
if you want inside her well,
boy you better make her raspberry swirl
things are getting desperate
when all the boys can't be men
everybody knows I'm her friend
everybody knows I'm her man
I'm not your senorita
I don't aim so high
in my heart I do no crime
if you want inside her well,
boy you better make her raspberry swirl
mama layed me on the front lawn and prayed for Jackie's strength
feeling old by 21 never thought my day would come
my bridesmaids getting laid I pray for Jackie's strength
make me laugh say you know what you want
you said we were the real thing
so I show you some more and I learn
what black magic can do make me laugh
say you know you can turn me into the real thing
so I show you some more and I learn
stickers licked on lunch boxes worshipping David Cassidy
yeah I mooned him once on Donna's box
she's still in recovery
sleep-overs Beene's got some pot
you're only popular with anorexia so I turn myself inside out
in hope someone will see
make me laugh say you know what you want
you said we were the real thing
so I show you some more and I learn
what black magic can do make me laugh
say you know you can turn me into the real thing
so I show you some more and I learn
I got lost on my wedding day typical the police came
but virgins always get backstage no matter what they've got to say
if you love enough you'll lie a lot
guess they did in camelot
mama's waiting on my front lawn
I pray I pray I said I pray
for Jackie's strength
and I do much more need a lip gloss boost
in your america is it God's
is it yours sweet saliva
with your E's and your ease
and I do one more I know we're dying
and there's no sign of a parachute
we scream in cathedrals why can't it be beautiful
why does there gotta be a sacrifice
just say yes you little arsonist
you're so sure you can save every hair on my chest
just say yes you little arsonist
with your E's and your ease
and I do one more well I know we're dying
and there's no sign of a parachute
in this chapel little chapel of love
can't we get a little grace and some elegance
no we scream in cathedrals why can't it be beautiful
why does there gotta be a sacrifice
you'll know quite soon what my mistake was
for those on horse back or dog sled
you turn at the bend in the road
I hear she still grants forgiveness
although I willingly forgot her
the offering is molasses and you say
I guess I'm an underwater thing so I
guess I can´t take it personally
I guess I'm an underwater thing I´m
liquid running there's a sea secret in me
it's plain to see it is rising
but I must be flowing liquid diamonds
calling for my soul at the corners of the world
I know she's playing poker with the rest of the stragglers calling
for my soul at the corners of the world I know she´s playing poker
and if your friends don't come back to you and you know this is
madness a lilac mess in your prom dress and you say
I guess I'm an underwater thing
She's got you shaving your legs
you can suck anything
but you know you wanna be me
put on your makeup boy
you're your favourite stranger
and we all like to watch
So shimmy once and do it again
bring your sister if you can't handle it
she says you control it
then she says you don't control it
then she says you're controlling
the way she makes you crawl
She's your Cocaine your Exodus laughing
and she knows what you are
so shimmy once and do it again
Bring your sister
Bring your sister if you can't handle it
If you want me to Boy I could lie to you
you don't need one of these to let me inside of you
and is it true that devils end up like you
do something safe for the picture frame
and is it true that devils end up like you
so tied up you don't know how she came
She's your Cocaine
She's got you shaving your legs
she got you liking mine back
got me takin it in getting mine back
lasting mine evil I'm taking my easel
and I'm writing good checks
you sign Prince of Darkness
try squire of dimness
please don't help me with this
he moved like the sunset god who painted that-
first he loved my accent how his knees could bend
I thought we'd be ok me and my molasses
But I feel something is wrong
But I feel this cake just isn't done
Don't say that you Don't
and if you could see me now
said if you could see me now
girls you've got to know
when it's time to turn the page
when you're only wet because of the rain
you know it's time to change
he don't show much these days
it gets so fucking cold I loved his secret places
but I can't go anymore "you change like sugar cane"
says my northern lad I guess you go too far
when pianos try to be guitars I feel the west in you
and I feel it falling apart too Don't say that you Don't
and if you could see me now said if you could see me now
girls you've got to know when it's time to turn the page
when you're only wet because of the rain
when you're only wet because of the rain
Beneath ground tell me that he's missing
tell me this is one for Lollipop Gestapo
You were wild where are you now
You were wild where are you now
give me more give me more give me more
I have to learn to let you crash down
I have to learn to let you crash down
I have to learn to let you crash
Met 'em in a Hotel Met 'em in a Hotel
you say he's the biggest thing there'll be this year
I guess that what I'm seeking I guess that what I'm seeking
isn't here
Met him in a Hotel Met him in a guess world
guessed anyone but you You were wild
where are you now You were wild
where are you now give me more
give me more give me more
I have to learn to let you crash down
where are the velvets where are the velvets
where are the velvets when you're coming down
H o t e l you were wild
where are you now you were wild
where are you now King Solomon's Mines
Exit 75 I'm still alive
I'm still alive I'm still alive
didn't help my brain out then the baby came before I found
the magic how to keep her happy I never was the fantasy
of what you want wanted me to be
Don't judge me so harsh little girl
so you got a playboy mommy
but when you tell em my name and you want to cross that
Bridge all on your own little girl they'll do you no harm
cause they know Your playboy mommy
but when you tell em my name
from here to Birmingham I got a few friends
I never was there was there when it counts
I get my way you're so like me you seemed ashamed
ashamed that I was a good friend of American soldiers
I'll say it loud here by your grave those angels can't
ever take my place somewhere where the orchids grow
I can't find those church bells that played when you died
played Gloria talkin' 'bout Hosanah
don't judge me so harsh little girl
Pandora’s Aquarium she dives for shells
with her nautical nuns and thoughts you thought
you’d never tell I am not asking you to believe in me Boy I think you’re confused
I’m not Persephone foam can be dangerous with tape across my mouth these
things you do I never asked you how Line me up in single file with all your
grievances Stare but I can taste you’re still alive below the waste
ripples come and ripples go
and ripple back to me Pandora Pandora’s aquarium
she dives for shells with her nautical nuns
and thoughts you thought you’d never tell
Line me up in single file with all your grievances
Stare but I can taste you’re still alive below the waste
ripples come and ripples go and ripple back to me
I am not asking you to believe in me Boy I think you’re confused
I’m not Persephone She’s in New York somewhere
checking her accounts The Lord of The Files was diagnosed as Sound
