(music and lyrics by Nick Saloman (The Bevis Frond)) Oh you are a horrid child Weak as piss and running wild Suspect eyes, a studied glare Hollow gaze and tile-hung hair Blame me not for the things I...
I see old spirits rise, in brown eyes a violet smile, a lack of control we failed to take the chance long ago, for a day like this, I would have given all my lifes future bliss in the past I longed...
I'm attracted by the fabric of rage Watching yourselves as the bodies decay And though some love remains I'm attracted by this waste Watching yourselves as the bodies decay Watching yourselves as the...
today I feel great, finally I've found it we get drunk on Martini at the Peach Pit and tomorrow we crush the pigeons on the place your spirit smiles away my melancholy face every morning I will say:...
I take you to the playground near the station we'll burn down the WatchTower house and get drunk in the pub near the highway I'd like to drive on now wings but no body a yesterday curse has a hold on...
I take you to the playground near the station we'll burn down the WatchTower house and get drunk in the pub near the highway I'd like to drive on now wings but no body a yesterday curse has a hold on...
When I get tense and I can't decide I got to get out what I got inside I got to let off steam. I got to do what I do And it always seems to depend on you You're in the sky in your God disguise Well, I...