Wednesday, January 12, 2005

A running tally of random lyrics

Courtesy of Mister iPod:

  • All the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear.
  • Old worn out clothes and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.
  • Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin’ glass. Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.
  • I can't see their faces, only the shadows of their eyes.
  • Sing to me hope as she's thrown on the sand. All of our work is rated again.
  • On the edge of a know-nothing town, feeling quite superior the age had come. To the sky above he just ain't nothing.
  • Bodies strewn across the dead end street.
  • Baby, you're a genius when it comes to cookin' up some chili sauce.
  • All along the undertow is strengthening its hold.
  • Innocent, and in a sense I am guilty of the crime that's now at hand.
  • I've seen your flag on the marble arch, but love is not a victory march.
  • I've kissed mermaids, rode the El Niño, walked the sand with the crustaceans.
  • I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Rubber Duck and I'm about to put the hammer on down."


Feel free to google them if you're bored.