В советские годы про авторитетов еще не снимали скандальных телесюжетов. Винтом, черняшкой, марафетом по притонам где-то здоровье убивали только урки
They were hiding behind hay bales They were planting in the full moon They had given all they had For something new But the light of day was on them
Be my Druidess Be my everything Be my Druidess Be mine Around the pyre a circle of thirteen Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams I look deeply into
Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I think she's falling out of
My cinnamon girl My cinnamon girl I want to live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life with her A dreamer of pictures, I run in
Now like a bird she flew away To chase her dreams of books and praise Still I miss her, yeah I miss her, since she's gone At JFK, who played the fool
A swollen sun melting in the horizon Between the sheets where I wait for her to come A living flame, impossible to resist Burning me deep with every
Spring won't come, the need of strife to struggle To be freed from hard ground The evenings mists that creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown
Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me The street lamps light a wet old red hook road A
It's no secret we're close As sweaty velcro Like latex, fur and feathers Stuck together now In their '62 'vette Sharing one cigarette In a black light
Wake up, it's Christmas mourn Those loved have long since gone The stockings are hung but who cares Preserved for those no longer there Six feet beneath
The 28th day She'll be bleeding again And in lupine ways We'll alleviate the pain Unholy water Sanguine addiction Those silver bullets A last blood benediction
I'll be damned, here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you decided to call And here I sit, hand on the
The fog is rollin' down the river Dark clouds hangin' mighty low Well it's a long, long way From ol' St Louis to the Gulf of Mexico Well, I make my home
She was corruption when I was destruction I'm seein' through her eyes like cellophane It used to be I'd see her face and feel so small Now the only face
Bestow upon me knowledge, wizard all knowing, all wise I want to rule this kingdom, make sweet the breeze that was defiled Dethrone the evil prince's
faces in the hallway cracks up in the ceiling shadows coming my way and your house is full of mirrors echoes in the alleyway a-footsteps in the hall
All the love you stole All the love you saw Exposing you but I am torn Dark spell, I crave you so I wanna live but you just won't let me go We laid