(Royston Langdon) *The Horror, originally a b-side on "The Craft" Soundtrack, was re-recorded especially for "The Hogyssey" because the band felt it
She came from money He called her honey Her family makes wine He's robbing her blind When I see her and you on 2nd Avenue, Well, it makes me wanna spew
(Royston Langdon) *Here, Royston takes some swipes at Antony, and we are given a Roy's-eye-view of the two brother's sibling rivalry.* As he turns the
(Antony Langdon) Additional lead vocals by Michael Stipe Slow breeze slipping through my fingers Cold dreams ejected from my mind Wet face pressed against
Oh hear my prayer you people please Incline your tiny minds to me It's time to kiss the candyman It's high time you were here instead of Fighting, I don
(A. Langdon) Well..... Don't need no friends in high places No Mr. Big on the hill Gonna do my own dirty work, yeah And when the shit hits the fan You
(Royston Langdon) I know you know I've been damaged, savaged You know I know that it's sordid, horrid But you're not the only one I love You think you
Sixteen or seventeen, that's all I think you were Fly by me one more time, I wonder who you are The most beautiful girl
(Royston and Antony Langdon) *Here, Antony writes a good-humored song about getting laid when all else fails. As a running joke, Ant claims to have written
(Live at Coney Island High, NYC; David Bowie) Oh come all you children Don't grab that scabby hand It belongs to Mr. Sniff and Tell It belongs to the
Slowing tempo, no place to go Kill yourself just for the show Go slowly gay to waste away Cause we're moving on up to the final day So hear me now eld
(Royston Langdon) I wasn't perfect in the pastor's eyes You say you love me and I don't ask why Cause now I know Now I know Two fools in love Just in
Well I done my time in the jail of your mind and I dug all I could toward the good of your kind but they say it's better to be twisted black and blue
(Royston Langdon) Baby, I'm sorry But I've done it again I really didn't mean to hurt you But I needed a friend So I'm not watching from the sides I
(R. Langdon) Goodbye! Violet Race--I still love you Goodbye! Violet Race--I still care about you Fear no more, for here lies the body of Violet Race She
(Antony Langdon) She'll kick you in the head, she'll never let you go Well you told her the truth but she already knows She's got the new age mantra
The food is on the table The dew is on the lawn (?) Where are the arms that held me Who gave me love before (Chorus) Well it will rain It will pour La
(Royston Langdon) *While traveling in New Zealand one summer, Roy was caught in an earthquake and wrote a song about it. This song is one out of several
