Beware the jub-jub bird, and shun the frumious bandersnatch.
Yeah, and when I'm approached in a dark alley I don't lift my skirt
Live, learn, grow, open, care, risk, reward, loss, pain, pleasure. Live, or merely wait to die?
into the wood, cuts like spreading fever on butterfly wings
send'em to the doctor black and blue.
The shame of it, in the end, is that the weather changed
And loved me for what might or might not be
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
the comic book looks of a Dick Tracy villain
The dripping of tears lit the way.
Oh, sustained booming sounds! That'd be, uh,
It's little I care what path I take
And all that's best of dark and bright
I've got the brains, you've got the looks, let's make lots of money.
The sharp shards of life come tumbling down causing puncture wounds and spurting blood.
If I could tell you I would let you know.
Moonlight flowed across the damsel's face, lighting her with glowing wonder and apparent innocence.
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
And not one will know of the war...
And fate has led you through it, you do what you have to do.
lightly salted man, hot breath, sweat and ecstasy
hanging on your frequency, strung out on your love
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
humanity i love you
The itty titty bitty brigdade, which really has nothing at all to do with anything at all relating to boobs, but just sounds so nice in my so fucked up state.
never stopping, always to be bound
with these spirits I must go
"Alive!", she cried but no longer was there anything left living
I'd rather take baths with a man-eating shark, or wrestle a tiger alone in the dark.
When I become aware of the empty space, I feel so peaceful.