Hey, I wrote a play today And all its glory and horror will capture and light up the stage. What are you gonna say when you see this work of art in that
what else can you do? Meanwhile, somebody's waiting back at the house For the future to dawn bright across the sky Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill Moonlight on the hill, lights
Well it doesn't look much like we'll see the new year Cos all the bright young faces are here And I can't see us rising to their occasion any more No
11. blood on my neck A suit that date spines, Does fine in the winter. Occasionally fine Splinter feels bright I've got blood on my neck, From success
an eternity. An occasional satellite call from the Middle East just to say "hello" and "I'm all right". These few minutes spent creates such a bright light
Buck starts here. The people in the house next door think I'm tearing up the floor It's half past four, my lights are burning bright But this occasion
We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the Floor -- cheating the spiders who come to say ``please'', (politely). They
of the time I wanted to weep The days seemed black just like the night A big long tunnel without lights Where everything's dark then everything's bright
else can you do? Meanwhile, somebody's waiting back at the house For the future to dawn bright across the sky Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill Moonlight on the hill, lights
avengers march Cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream [p) Julia Dream] [Mike Baker:] Julia dream, Dreamboat Queen Queen of all my dreams [Gary Wehrkamp:] Sunlight bright upon my pillow Lighter
't care. The lost spectacles were his own affair. And after all, Hare did have a spare a-pair. A-pair. THE END We sleep by the ever-bright hole
moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick carefully, swing the B seven series Christmas lights too bright
