(Untitled)

Jul 07, 2006 23:38

...prepared in innocence to meet our king of glory ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

nerdbaumer July 9 2006, 23:31:18 UTC
You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care, but don't stare
Because he's still there

Lamenting policewomen, policemen, silly women, taxmen
Uniformed whores
They who wish to hurt you work within the law
This world is full, so full of crashing bores
And I must be one
Because no one ever turns to me to say

Take me in your arms
Take me in your arms
And love me

You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care and say a prayer
Because he's still there

Lamenting policewomen, policemen, silly women, taxmen
Uniformed whores
They who wish to hurt you work within the law
This world is full, so full of crashing bores
And I must be one
Because no one ever turns to me to say

Take me in your arms
Take me in your arms
And love me

What really lies beyond the constraints of my mind
Could it be the sea, with fate looming back at me
No, it's just more lockjawed pop stars
Thicker than pig shit, nothing to convey
They're so scared to show intelligence
It might smear their lovely career

This world, I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores
I am not one, I am not one
You don't understand, you don't understand
And yet you can

Take me in your arms and love me
Love me
And love me

Take me in your arms and love me
Love me
And love me

Take me in your arms and love me
Love me
And love me

And love me

Reply


Leave a comment

Up