The Recluse Cursive

The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I imagine what they say, like, 'shoo fly, don't bother me,' And I can hardly get myself out of her bed. For fear of never lying in this bed again.

The Sunks Cursive

Surrender your furniture Push the television out the window Overmedicated, this must be the sunks If you can't understand the blues, you don't know much With much love for science and a youthful defiance

The Casualty Cursive

The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases....

The Martyr Cursive

And so it's begun This is year one The birth of a child in the form of a man Wrapped in towel Passed out on the floor These drunken hours -- graces deflowered Cast down by an angel She used to kiss

The Recluse Plan B

to moonn6pence from papayeverte Oh yeah, they call me the recluse 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing, no way You see

Hymns For The Heathen Cursive

Night has draped it's cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We found the guilt, the fables, and folly Of the residents

Into The Fold Cursive

Into the fold. If she knew what you do, the pristine routine to fool the rube. The gentle gentleman, the loathed Lothario. You feign you've changed your ways, but we know, yeah we know.

Adapt Cursive

I want the rich boy... I want the rich boy But the rich boy, he doesn't want me... I like the pretty girls... I like the pretty girls But the pretty girls, they don't like me... Adapt... Adapt...

The Night I Lost The Will To Fight Cursive

I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase...

The Ugly Organist Cursive

And now, we proudly presentsongs perverse and songs of lamentA couple hymns of confession,and songs that recognize our sick obsessionsSing along i'm on the ugly organ againSing along I'm on the ugly organ

Butcher The Song Cursive

There's a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place. "where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !? Why should I play the fall guy to your love?

The Rhyme Scheme Cursive

have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it's cheap but it's working i could never please you it's the

The Great Decay Cursive

this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay i dont believe in wasting time these are the hands where i will bury my face searching for truth you never find nobody moves we

The Radiator Hums Cursive

I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and

Bad Science Cursive

break up their gangs Take away their rollerskates Give them algebra or trig Raisins, dates or figs But take away gingerbread and cake Every husband, every wife, every cop, every teacher Everybody do the

Break In The New Year Cursive

New years ago We drank and danced and left our sour hearts behind We sweetened for a kiss -- The kiss of a new year to come But those days are gone We never got resolution -- it never comes All the best

A Red So Deep Cursive

The furnace burns, the baby turns She cries when she's hungry The morning paper will knock the door To interrupt their slumbers Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?

A Gentleman Caller Cursive

Well, are you in the mood? You bad girl! Does it feel good being bad? And getting worse? "doo do doo..."

Making Friends And Acquaintances Cursive

mattress And someone has slept in my bed Sometimes I get so naked I sing like a canary And I scream out what I shouldn't scream Some lies last a lifetime They keep our diaries hidden They don't let the

Bad Sects Cursive

Preached the word, served the Eucharist, Gained the trust of the townsfolk. Made every football game, never missed a social.

When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring Cursive

> "When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring" A safe position -- a back against the wall A simple shrug to shurg the questions off When there's no action, there's no reaction Curb the dead, avert the

At Conception Cursive

Father Cole's done his best to console the girl -- more so than some neighbors deem necessary -- but you just can't measure young love.

Mothership, Mothership, Do You Read Me? Cursive

> your navel is yearning for an extension - a ghost limb it cant detach from mothers loving grasp your starving - its burning for the nutrient it cant have were all cut off alone and lost calling

A Little Song And Dance Cursive

to me i shall no longer play a part of your equation i missed your boat i swear you must have stayed off shore avoidance has been your trump just to avoid sad striations still i wait for you this is the

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent Cursive

It all started out in the warehouse. Watching the stock watching the clock. Taking shots from a flask of scotch. My first evaluation came. Remarkably they sang my praise. "Keep up the pace.

Recluse MMX War From A Harlots Mouth

The more we learn The less we know It's a thin line between Regression and breakthrough The future is now! MMX!

Northern Winds Cursive

came wistling through evergreens like trains one temper broods 'till a temperature breaks one hand will break what he other hand builds and blooms-smashing and tearing what we've worked toward board the

The Lament Of Pretty Baby Cursive

I saw something I was not supposed to see A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me (The kitchen door was open a crack, So naively we peeked inside) Oh, darling sister, have they hurt you, have they

The Road To Financial Stability Cursive

watching cars or will we be passed by will anyone stop for us be passed on the day passes away and we're alone the moment cracks along the sidewalk imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack maybe

Some Red-Handed Sleight Of Hand Cursive

"And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ, again Sing along, I'm on the

Sinner's Serenade Cursive

Oh God, no, Please don't tell her What I've done; I can hardly look at her Everything I love I hurt Oh God, yes, She is love, she is sex, But I used her for the game; A scapegoat to carry the blame For

The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst Cursive

To make you so goddamn defiant So fucking triumphant Relations, in direct competition Domination The players, disguised as the lovers The best friend A game of who needs who the worst A little bit

Bloody Murderer Cursive

There's a ghost in my bed She cries in her sleep She says I won't let her leave I lie perfectly still As she stifles her tears I don't want to disturb her 'let go, let go - please let me be Look at the

Semantics Of Sermon Cursive

Since I wrote this am I the culprit These useless wisdoms I dispense At your expense Picture postcards A three minute essay Some scribbled words to four line verse Meanwhile, we mean well We cannot

Shallow Means, Deep Ends Cursive

Swimming at night We've dug this hole The water's fine I wonder how far down it goes Down it goes... Down it goes...

Art Is Hard Cursive

Cut it out Your self-inflicted pain It's getting too routine The crowds are catching on To the self-inflicted song Well, here we go again The art of acting weak Fall in love to fail To boost your cd sales

Sink To The Beat Cursive

I'll try to make this perfectly clear I'm so transparent I disapear these words I lyrically defecate clint steps in to establish the beat upon songs I boldly claim to create this unique approach to

Nonsense Cursive

do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do bah-duh-buh-buh-buh-buh does it matter now, what the songs about? do-do-do-do-do-do buh-duh-bu-buh-buh does it matter now, what the songs about?

Retreat! Cursive

They checked the shrine and the temple, but he wasn't there They checked the mosque and the chapel-- nope, not there Since you've been away on holiday, the natives are all nightmares Since you've been

Tempest Cursive

Wind blown A semi capsized in the storm Stranded The rains of June have cleansed it A baptism of sufferage Take two One man beneath a waning moon Still birth The abortive child of entropy Careening for

Rise Up! Rise Up! Cursive

dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today hope you don't mind if i hide behind the curtain it's been fifteen years since my last confession by your good book's standards, i've sinned like a champion

Dorothy Dreams Of Tornados Cursive

You said we'd leave next year Each year for thirteen years Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have the

So-So Gigolo Cursive

If you've got the looks and if you've got the goods I suppose you could make it anywhere you want to get made And you want to get made My model agent says, "You gots to get paid!

A Career In Transcendence Cursive

congratulations you're a real major-leauger now the word around looks like you finally made it, boy is that your nest was too cozy mama must be so, so proud you're on your own now, boy and so we built

Harold Weathervein Cursive

Harold walks down any street of this town Both crier & witness the sun drops clouds shift His legs twitch The clocks chime on cafes, pharmacies, and dime stores, in bar rooms he stils all alone erupting

Dorothy At Forty Cursive

unattainable goal We're not in dreamland anymore Dorothy, it seems you'll never understand This here land is everything we have Every sweat-stained collar, every dollar, every bent and bloodied spur We're not the

Absence Makes The Day Go Longer Cursive

"Please hang my raincoat I guess that I'll stay a while While I wait on the return It seems the distance you've made Has since lost its meaning Meanwhile, I've meant to ration my thoughts To help

serial recluse Samaria

Oh, ooh-woah, oh-oh, oh Woah-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh Woah-oh, oh-oh Ooh-woah-oh Tired, down bad Sick of the voices in my head Gets violent in silence A curse I wouldn't give to my worst friend The constant

Sierra Cursive

"In the desert, Where the cities are made of gold, There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails. And her mom calls out from an apartment balcony, ""Come on, baby! Your bath is ready!

Flag And Family Cursive

Your daddy and my daddy had a drink at the bar Talking about what was best for me Without a name or a degree, Stubbornly holding onto you And you pulling away from me The best that they could say, For