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KING CRIMSON lyrics - THRAK

Sex Sleep Eat Drink Dream

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sex sleep eat drink dream primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel i have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel private velvet animal oldsmobile mind i'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time private velvet animal empty t.v. they're fishing in the kitchen but they haven't caught up to me primal tribal chemical digital night i've got to get dressed to go out of my mind sex sleep eat drink dream

Always

Good Riddance
You are the only one Who comprehends me I tell them my spirit, lift with every card you send me I'm trying to be the perfect boy The one you wished for And now is like a dream When I hold you in my arms Don't turn your pretty face away I dream about you when I sleep I wait a thousand lifetimes just to see you smile You are always on my mind You are always on my mind Still it is so hard, to complicated Until I can reflect to the year I've waited To find you now nothing matters more Than being with you Not the distance or the miles between My heart i give to you Don't turn your pretty face away I dream about you when I sleep I wait a thousand lifetimes just to see you smile You are always on my mind You are always on my mind

Bad Dream

TWIZTID "The Cryptic Collection"
I'm back, blowin' up like the World Trade Throw your hands in the air while the music plays Comin' live and direct from Dimension X Where bitches bleed all day with no Kotex Broke necks Mind checks Seranaded with these beats How deep About a hundred and fifty-two feet Don't sleep 'Cause the boogyman will steal your soul And have you strung out on remote control And now your mind is broken and you feel pain What you call sanity's what I call insane I said your mind is broken and you feel pain What you call sanity's what I call insane My mind's flippin' on alcohol Tylenol And marijuana Still I eat the rhythm alive like a piranaha Now Madonna done fucked everybody but me But I heard she got the clap (awwww!!) Pass me a Newport, it could be a light Image is nothing so I'ma drink me a Sprite Tonight's the night But my name ain't Betty Wright It's Mr. Bones And aggrivating hoes please leave me alone I'm on my own In my little fucked up world And I ain't got time for silly games little girl 'Cause I'm tryin' to be me And that's all I can be And if you see more, you best a-go and join the Army Arm me With the lyrics and rhythms that I be spittin' I seen it through your panties it was written on your kitten Smellin' like chicken But finger-lickin' Nonetheless And for my big Johnson, I got the propholactic vest So I won't bust no bulky shot 'Cause that's highly illogical like Mr. Spock And I ain't tryin' to be a father any time soon And we only got one hour left in the motel room But that's enough time for me to hit the skin I can tell you want it baby, by the way that you grin Let me fondle on your breasts As we both undress And if you let me, I'ma bust a nut all up on your chest Bend over let me catch the rhythm as ya moan I love it when you tighten up and try to touch your toes As my dick smashes Crashes What a disaster Clit pleaser, call me the Thigh-Master 'Cause I got a black belt in the art of Wo-Tongue-Fu Let me lick on your vagina as you holler at the moon Now mengo, mango Me and Tisha did the tango But little did I know my girl was looking through the window Now what was I to do, throw that bitch out in the street Fucked up hair, no panties, and bare feet Two...keep on fuckin' like ain't shit up Because a couple more strokes and I'ma bust that nut Three...play it cool, let the shit unfold Calmly get dressed and say, 'fuck both of y'all hoes.' Woke up in the backseat of a ride Tangled in the seatbelt, smellin' like peroxide Blood keeps gushin' from the side of my head And I wonder to myself am I alive or dead Reach for my dick, oh my God, I hope she didn't chop it Try to play the lunatic like Lorena Bobbit All up in the place, confused and distraught She took back the new Polo shoes that she bought She tried to play me out with a fucked up scheme And then I blinked my eyes and woke from my bad dream --dream --dream --dream --dream --dream --dream

Riding With Private Malone

David Ball "Amigo"
One Two Three Four I was just out of the service Thumbin' through the classifieds When an ad that said Old Chevy Somehow caught my eye The lady didn't know the year Or even if it ran But I had that thousand dollars in my hand It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp And when I pulled the cover off It took away my breath What she called a Chevy Was a sixty-six Corvette And I felt a little dirty as I counted out the bills But what a thrill I got When I sat behind the wheel I opened up the glovebox And that's when I found the note The date was 1966 and this is what he wrote He said my name is Private Andrew Malone And if your readin' this, then I didn't make it home But for every dream that's shattered Another one comes true This car was once a dream of mine Now it belongs to you Though you may take her and make her your own You'll always be riding with Private Malone Well it didn't take me long at all I had her runnin' good I loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood I had her shinin' like a diamond and I put the rag top down All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town The buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right But it picked up that Oldie's Show Especially late at night I get the feelin' sometimes If I turned real quick I'd see A soldier ridin' shotgun In the seat right next to me It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone Who fought for his country and never made it home But for every dream that's shattered There's another that comes true This car was once a dream of his back when it was new He told me to take her and make her my own And I was proud to be riding with Private Malone One night it was rainin' hard I took the curve too fast I still don't remember much about that firey crash But someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out They didn't get his name But I know without a doubt It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone Who fought for his country and never made it home But for every dream that's shattered Another one comes true This car was once a dream of his back when it was new And I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along Yeah that night I was riding with Private Malone Oh thank God I was riding with Private Malone

Nice To Be Out

STEREOPHONICS "Just Enough Education To Perform"
You asked me so where have you been Let me think now let me see I stood once where Hitlers feet had stood when he made his speech In Nuremburg in thirty eight When he tried to build the perfect race He said black man ain't gonna run Alongside our perfect sons There was Dallas too, the library The place they ended Kennedy We stood where Oswald took his shot In my opinion there's a bigger plot Costners back and to the left The picket fence the better bet Paris came and summer went The tunnel's now a flower bed The famous turf that made Jeff Hurst The vodka stops to quench my thirst The Golden Gate stroke Alcatraz And the fat man failed to get us passes Jimmys corner in Raging Bull De Niros jokes and bottled pills Elvis tales from Mr Woodward Any Richard Burton if you could Tourists stare at tourist stops One more picture one more God Another top up for a change It makes you think, it makes you sane Talking more about yourself There's a mirror too, have a check Cheques are always passing through Some depart but a lot come too Restaurant talk or pick your teeth You bite your tongue or chew your meat Sleep or drink or drink to sleep And one more week and we will meet We'll talk of what we haven't done Since we departed back a month We argue why we have to shout All in all it's nice to be out.

Land Of No Body

Eloy
we just leave the earths ground on the way to see the new star we forget the past time released from our imperfection molecular illusion going on to confuse our minds born in a world of conflicts we don't recognize ourselves then in the dying sun here we saw the sight we saw the birth of a planet we saw a world without sorrows without the eager far as of mind of money we walking throught the land unrecognized we're back to the earth again creatures come from nowhere and find somewhere our place we want freedom we want freedom for the world power to the people and the righteous in the land that's why we now in turn fight for them we saw our world where life is around we saw the people there living in the past but they are happy and then laughing they feel like they're mice now when they build the sky above there's a lot of happiness walls of conflict going smash I found the end of the dream listen here crashing down my mind there reality is gray with no hope and fame I start a journey to inside waking my first term I just returned to my dream where I'm coming from

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