.no.pussy.blues.:
"...and the last thing on his mind is the wild eyed boy imprisoned 'neath the covered wooden shaft, folds the rope into its bag, blow his pipe of smolders blanket, smoke into the room and the day will end for some as the night begins for one..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"this is me here now pining like a dog, whining like a dog in a thick harbour fog waiting for a ship that will make him sick...and when the ship comes...we're in trouble...there's trouble will begin..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"ten pounds and a head of hair came into without a care, what they thought were cries were little laughs, only looking forward and moving fast, the little bundle had arrived and i was happy to be alive in a magic world...dreaming..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...quello che rimase nel buio squarciato della notte: una striscia di sangue sull'asfalto dal cofano al bordo della strada."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Hey buddy, you know you're never coming back. He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's a guru. They're whispering his name across the disappearing land but hidden in his coat is a red right hand."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...your hand speak of a broken door handle of thoughts and deeds a little bird sing...star rise on the face of the water quiet comes on the wing of a lark, call out in an old tome holler, call out if you're afraid of your dark."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...on the morning of this second day an old skin vision of my hope and stay a flaw in the man whichever way thinking of his color..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Well, that's like hypnotising chickens."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Pray boy you've no reservations, the word will be carried out. He is the one who brought down the son, let there be no goddamn doubt..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Wir kennen uns schon lange, der Phonix und ich, ich lehrte in zwei Worte damit er mit mir spricht: ENDE NEU!"
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...there is a child sleeping near his twin, the pictures go wild in a rush of wind. that dark angel he is shuffing in watching over them with is black feather wings unfurled..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...a whole life a long night with eyes open wide, the land you dreamed decays and decays under your feet when it's sunk into flesh, it's deep as damnation, on the third bank no one sleeps or wakes..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...they always play your favorite tune and dream away when everyone's gone, dream away your grey sky too, dream away and nothing is wrong..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"and the church bells chime the colours of wine and the angel devil fight to snatch back last time..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too. I've loved all I've needed to love, sordid details following".
.no.pussy.blues.:
and remember the smell of the fabric...
.no.pussy.blues.:
"il mio paradiso è un inferno di lamiere ustionate dal sole, con una radio dentro e washington che urla."
.no.pussy.blues.:
Here comes the devil, prowl around one whiskey for every ghost and i'm sorry for what i've done cause it's me who know what it cost...
.no.pussy.blues.:
"I am the AstroCreep, a demolition Style hell american Freak. I am the Crawling dead, a Phantom in a box, Shadow in your head say Acid suicide freedom of the blast read. The fucker lies scratch off the broken skin. Tear into my heart make me do it again."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Whispered to you in the dark and I think you heard me say let's say goodbye like we say hello in a friendly kind of way."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...and at some point we're all supposed to get up on stage to sing and dance to reach the ecstatic climax of the event to join the shared glossolalia. Am I only Jesus? I am only Jesus."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face, comes from the west country where the birds sing bass she's got a house-big heart where we all live and plead and council and forgive."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"What a fantastic death abyss! What a fantastic death abyss! Tell the others..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"It's confusing these days but moondust will cover you...cover you...Bye Bye Love, this chaos is killing me..."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"This place is hell to me, with devil in my bed and the devil in this bottle and the devil in my head...I'll meet you in heaven again if you wear that dress again (I'll have one more drink, my friend), where my heart is kept on ice...
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Then she drew the courtains down and said: when will you ever learn that what happens there beyond the glass is simply none of your concern? God has given you but one heart you are not at home for the hearts of your brothers."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"thank u for giving this bright new morning so steeped seemed the evening in darkness and blood. there'll be no sadness, there'll be no sorrow, there'll be no road too narrow. there'll be a new day and it's today."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"On the side walk sunday mornin' lies a body oozing life. Someone sneakin' round the corner, is that someone Mack the Knife."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"Lungenzuge tief ins Leere keinen Klepper, keine Mahre wie der Springer im Spiel der Spiele, Der Tod ist Ein Dandy...Der Tod ist Ein Dandy...Der Tod ist Ein Dandy auf einem Pferd."
.no.pussy.blues.:
"...and we return back to a place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue."
