Seeing that his eyes were empty under half closed lids, Made it all the more disturbing knowing Benny hid A bump that looked like clods of dirt inside
Walking women want to see The Southern Cross at night And so they set aside a sock And tie their laces tight Yes, mournful is the melody That echoes
Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty Anybody but Betty I could be the lover Of anybody but her I could be the lover Of anybody but her
I love you and 'cause I do My sky has changed from grey to blue But blue's not just a color of the rainbow It's shade is not a hazy hue But pure and
Sat upon an empty box of Cheerios and settled Through the cracks of wooden floors Forming little cone mountains Fertile soil on which to rest My dirty
I wish I was big I wish I was tall I wish I had houses Instead of this hall Somebody put me Inside it one day I know who it is But he won't let me say
He murdered me He murdered me He took his tongue and touched it And murdered me I'm an old and lonely woman Hating every other human Nothing but my bitterness
You can know a needle's eye Or a hungry baby's cry But no one knows that demons dance alone Silver linings came and went When I was an innocent Never
Here I come, Constantinople Here I come, Constantinople I am coming, Constantinople Here I come All the leaves are off of the oak And all of the sheep
Shortly after I first met them, something that I said upset them and perhaps we should have parted then. I was saying how important that they were and
Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon found
Hurry, hurry, hurry Step right up and you will see on display A collection of some of the strangest specimens Ever gathered together, both live and preserved
Oh, I'm gonna be my baby, baby Baby, but you see My Mamma said My Mamma said My Mamma said to me "My son I see the Sunset lies About a baby bee" So
We're comin', help me We're comin', I'm alone We're comin', it's dark We're comin', so dark We're comin', I'm alone We're comin', help me No blood is
Once I lived on a dead end street With a little bitty woman with big ol' feet It was always dark, we was always poor The number outside was forty-four
Amusement parks are caked with sounds A solid hunk of meat A barker's sweat flings from his tongue His tattoo shines with heat A wary stranger stands
Helpless and hanging around Inches away from the ground Where I'm gonna be found By my father It's kinda cloudy and gray Soon they'll be coming my way
They called me "Mr. X, Indeed", the special ones that saw so deep inside the souls of those who were so lonely. I was down beneath the bottom, when my
