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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 mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child's praye in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells
The knowl
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Written by Hal Hollander
I've seen you hangin round and you're lookin good
And I'd like to get to know you if I could
So far you haven't given me a second glance
So maybe it's time for me to take a chance
Well listen up babe there's somethin I gotta say
Well I can't stop thinkin bout you every day
And I never ever wanna let you outta my sight
I been waitin for a man like you for most of my life
CHORUS
So put your arms around me and baby hold me tight
Cause the band is playin and the music sounds just right
And I want to remember this night for the rest of my
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A long, long time ago,
In the land of idiot boys,
There live a cat, a phenomenal cat,
Who loved to wallow all day.
No one bothered him
As he sat, content in his tree.
He just lived to eat 'cause it kept him fat,
And that's how he wanted to stay.
Though he was big and fat,
All the world was good to him,
And he pointed out on the map
All the places he had been.
[Cathage,Karthom,Cannes?], [India,Sardinia?], Kathmandu,
The Scilley Isles and Sahara, too
Fum, fum, diddle-um di
La la la la, la-la la la
La la la la, la-la la l
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Oh Cora, oh Cora
I never knew your head
Cora for that matter
I never shared your bed
Cora, oh Cora
It wasn't lightly said
But living in two cultures
Our lives were truly led
Seeing folks flag waving was our torture
Pigeon holes and theories hard on our trails
I used mine as a bedspread forever no further
Believe in any more integrity fails
Oh Cora, oh Cora
I never knew your head
Cora for that matter
I never shared your bed
Cora, oh Cora
It wasn't lightly said
But living in two cultures
Our lives were truly led
The sadness in my hears
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