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anesthesia

I was alive in 85 the world was so mysterious
The lights the music and the girls
I took it very serious
‘and I called out for sedation
in the middle of the operation
they said there isn’t gonna be anesthesia

History repeats they say, I disagree it's that way.
As I stand before you here, forever changed.

Dirty Dishes - forgiveness
Dirty Dishes - forget
Dirty Dishes - no more
Dirty Dishes again

I guess it's time we started asking
are we children or grown assassins
If your looking for trouble
then you're staring it right in the face
welcome to my masquerade

I been hiding out in Casablanca
where everything is black and white

She was forged in fire I was birthed in light
I kissed her on the creek bridge, we made love that night We kissed in New York City under Empire State
a double cherry cone we ate face to face
she sent me love letters I was running hot
we started making plans soon we were making love
we were making love we were making love
we were making it right
from the bottom of the ocean to valentines night the fire and the light to doves in flight

I’ve got so much love to give
Miles and miles in so many styles
To suit the way you live
Love is like a resurrection coming back for more
Keeps me yearning keeps returning
To open up your door

Hardcore, we can be romantic

i just wanna play piano

Well the earth is on fire and my head it rings
My hands keep reaching such greedy things
The sun is always rising as the world spins on
It hits you in the morning and it breaks you with the dawn
Don’t wanna fall asleep in you electric chair
Don’t wanna get square don’t wanna cut my hair

I feel like Dostoyevsky
Cause I’ve been working all my life
And never seen light
Or maybe Joseph Conrad
I feel the darkness wrap around
Till it’s so like underground
And the library walls
In this house of obscene calls

put your collar up

Underneath the black light
you can say you walked a straight line
but nothings in black and white
underneath the ultraviolet

it’s a short life and anything can happen

With the innocence of Laura Palmer
She said I made her feel like Dorothy Parker
People said she slept around
I guess that's what I thought I needed after you

Was it making love or just making trouble?
Was it music in my blood or just another bottle?
A streak of one nighters a night of one liners

The Heart is a Loaded Weapon

When the midwest air gets sour
do you ever want to leave?
Do you have an old friend from out of town
that you’d really like to see
well it’s all alright tonight
to be anyone you please

waiting for the train, i was thinking of a lover that i had, in her trenchcoat and her hair on like a {man?}. riding in a town under four white horses. me and my _ i want you _ i think you're beautiful. besides, we only have each other in the night. waiting for goodbye. i've been waiting for tonight for all my life. in this winter, bitter cold, it will suffice. this chain on the suitcase, this coat with no pockets, this hand-me-down head like an electrical socket is enough to keep me warm 'cause afterall, it's summer in my mind. sometimes i believe there's a face in the window. i turn and then it's gone. i feel the invisible hands of the great beyond. __ shadowy corners, sheltered by whispers from trembling voices, and the spirts after me in the twilight. we only have each other in the night. we only have each other.

Of all the dirty words, put downs and pick up lines
the prophecy in question, where does your street meet mine?
Love is a bank you rob for whatever it’s worth
do what the moonlight tells you to, and nobody gets hurt

the money changes hands, the screen door slams
when you still got time you change your plans