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The Lament Of Pretty Baby `Cursive`

Oh, Pretty Baby, they won't touch you They won't touch you again We will fix this incident I don't want to be seen as a pretty thing 'Cause it's the pretty things that we're always breaking...

The Radiator Hums `Cursive`

I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, Oh, foolish worker bee -- I'm

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

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 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

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?

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!

A Gentleman Caller `Cursive`

And as it dribbles down his chin He cries, "baby, I've been drinking with some friends! now how 'bout a little kiss..." Bad boy! Rub his nose in it! What a mess And he's playing dumb "doo do doo..."

Lament `The Doors`

Lament Lament for my cock Sore and crucified I seek to know you Aquiring soulful wisdom You can open walls of mystery Stripshow How to aquire death in the morning show TV death which the

Lament `Jim Morrison, The Doors`

Lament for my cock Sore and crucified I seek to know you Aquiring soulful wisdom You can open walls of mystery Stripshow How to aquire death in the morning show TV death which the child absorbs Deathwell

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

Lament `Harvest`

Just another foot in the door. Just another life of sorrow. Now I could lie and say he meant nothing. Persistence broke the silence. I've lost a friend.

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

Lament `The Gourds`

Lament I could tell you that I was a christian and I don't guess that would be a lie I could tell you that I was church of christ and I don't guess you could prove me wrong so don't trouble

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

Mother's Lament `Cream`

A mother was washing her baby one night, The youngest of ten and a delicate mite. The mother was poor and the baby was thin, 'Twas naught but an skelingtin covered with skin.

Lament `Aphrodite's Child`

Alas alas for the human race alas for the kings of separation

Lament `Lost Under Heaven`

It's hard to stay sober In this life Alone the struggle seems holy worthless So find your friends In defiance shows we are no longer helpless You made me forget my self until the moment I found I was

Bad Sects `Cursive`

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

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....

Lament `Madonna`

(In her last hours, images, people and events from EVA's life flow through her mind, while the grief of the nation knows no bounds) EVA The choice was mine and mine completely I could have any

Lament `Ultravox`

And just as my eyes start seeing After all the pain The twist in my life starts healing Just to twist again In stillness, in sorrow Returns that softly sighing lament And just as the smile's returning

Lament `나윤선`

I'm not ready to play I'm not ready to fight I'm not ready to be the prey of this one sided game I'm not ready to climb I'm not ready to reach there I'm not ready to see another higher hill appear I'm

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

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

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent `Cursive`

And your Fathers got a lot of friends. We didn't bother to check your references. We're a successful company. With endless opportunity. So why must you shit where you eat?

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 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

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

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