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And the air was alive
With piercing sound And burning skies
The horror did me good
The magic was on my side
And hot and cold ideas
Were running onto your eyes
Your sinking gray eyes
She shook his head Like so much meat
The horror did me good
Time to exercise
Like ice about to melt
You empty yourself of everything
It's cold and gray again
Your body begins to fall
The color blinds your eyes
The flavor dulls your taste of anything
You try to break out
But some thing's just locked the door
You'll get blue eyes
If you stand too close to him
And la la la, la,la
You die inside your dream
I love you like you Love me not I love you like you love me not
I love you like you Love me not I love you like you love me not
I love you like you Love me not I love you like you love me not
Ran down and the lady said it
It got torn down
And the priest just said it
It got burned
They give me five years five years
It's my turn
Ran down and the lady said it
It got torn down
And the priest just said it
It got burned
They give me five years five years
It's my turn
Oh Jerusalem
Oh Jerusalem
Getting tired of you doing this to me
I'm gonna hit you if you say that to me
One more time
I want to see you
And you're saying you're busy
I want to stop it
And you said it would be easy
It sure takes time
Hope your next time
Gonna be the last time
Hope you don't two-time
It'll be the best time
There won't be no next time
It's show time
I hope you do
What you said
When you swore
You'd make it better
Deliver all the letters
On time
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors
I'm sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed.
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.