we feel bad sometimes, yeah but sometimes we feel glad to be what we be I've got crimes and I've done time and who I'll be and who I will be is none of your concern oh baby in these intricate times of passion we feel, and splice, we bring up the thanksgiving table of democracy, of craftsmanship. Who do we lie to in this age of politics and reason and who brings what dish on what day and what giddy little parade oh what a charade of tolerated treason we have before ourselves today! we feel bad sometimes, yeah but sometimes we feel glad to be what we be and times decay our mortal selfs in this awareness of the self we bring to light one remarkable thing, dear friend of mine please see me next time you're around, dear brother of mine please be there next time around, and I'll melt with the cheese and go with the breeze, but please don't let me break down! this pale blue earth, a grim spec of dirt floating in the ancestors pool the willow blaze and an everlasting glaze upon the glimmer and all that is gold we feel bad sometimes, yeah but sometimes we feel glad to be what we be we feel bad sometimes, yeah we feel glad sometimes, yeah we feel bad sometimes, yeah

he says do it, I say don't we go through with it sometimes won't you're speaking something way down low breathing softly now seed the sows I say have it when else will you get the chance I say grab it when else do you catch a glance when else can you nab it go down the undertow who else can unravel it who else runs the show what lost thing is this found in the gutter bliss what dark signs align the street what other sights do you seek in obituary the faces all repeat in the estruary there's a little leak she says bag it are you just going to stand there? she says tag it I see a dog better beware he says do it I say don't we go through with it sometimes won't we're speaking something way down low breathing softly now seed the sows who else can unravel it who else runs the show what lost thing is this found in the gutter bliss what dark signs align the street what other sights do you seek what kinds of things sprawled on your floor what kinds of fun lie waiting at your door

I live on the highway near the Puppet Motel. I log in every day. I know the neighborhood well. Now about the residents of the Puppet Motel They're more than a little spooky And most of them are mean. They're runnin' the numbers They're playin' cops and robbers Down in their dungeons inside their machines. Cause they don't know what's really real now They're havin' fourth dimensional dreams Their minds are out on bail now And real is only what it seems. And all the puppets in this digital jail They're runnin' around in a frenzy in search of the Holy Grail. They're havin' virtual sex. They're eatin' virtual food. No wonder these puppets are always in a lousy mood. So if you think we live in a modern world Where everything is clean and swell Take a walk on the B side of town down by the Puppet Motel. Take a whiff. Burning plastic. I drink a cup of coffee I try to revive My mind's a blank I'm barely alive My nerves are shot I feel like hell Guess it's time to check in at the Puppet Motel. Boot up. Good afternoon. Pause. Oooo. I really like the way you talk. Pardon me. Shut down.

weeping shame he got a name, says fool a tattoo on his arm and thighs so cruel when wind sings the animals all come round abound by the great big flood above again they rise to the game with weeping shame and yellow teeth oh please relive the sheet off the face oh cry out the name to save the birds and the bees I sees the wind and the leaves wild smoking leaves abound in this wild town in this cold winter breeze in these wild wicked dreams I sees you and me together afloat in the boat abound forever to an eternal somehow a somewhere upon eternity a somehow upon the glowing ghosts of old forever afloat in an unusual way she sings the sirens somehow oh cry out the name with weeping shame bitter fame repulsed upon the mystic vows, abound so cruel when wind sings in this wild wicked town

Never know how much I love you Never know how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's so hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! in the morning Fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name And you know I'm gonna treat you right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! in the morning Fever all through the night Everybody's got the fever That is something you all know Fever isn't such a new thing Fever started long ago Romeo loved Juliet Juliet, she felt the same When he put his arms around her He said, "Julie, baby, you're my flame "Thou giveth fever "When we kisseth "Fever with thy flaming youth "Fever! I'm afire "Fever, yea, I burn, forsooth." Cap'n Smith and Pocahontas Had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said, "Daddy, oh, don't you dare! "He gives me fever "With his kisses "Fever when he holds me tight "Fever! I'm his missus "Daddy, won't you treat him right?" Now you've listened to my story Here's the point that I have made Chicks were born to give you fever Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade They give you fever When you kiss them Fever if you live and learn Fever! till you sizzle What a lovely way to burn What a lovely way to burn What a lovely way to burn What a lovely way to burn

come dance with me, babe I don't bite come shine with me, babe but not too bright pinning without you in this whimpering hall of walls covering something hiding in your place come dance with me, babe I don't bite come shine with me, babe but not too bright lower your voice in rejoice of this whimpering blissful truly elegant dance together forever on the pace too late, it's too late, it's come dance with me, babe I don't bite come shine with me, babe but not too bright in nightly hallows breathing for us as one in an ever flowing river with an ever shining sun the birds are calling and I think I'm falling for you we dance and sway in our own way and the spectators take pictures and send them to their friends what does it mean when the moment is gone what does it say when we are done our dance is over and what's left to be done pinning without you in this whimpering hall of walls covering something hiding in your place come dance with me, babe I don't bite come shine with me, babe but not too bright lower your voice in rejoice of this whimpering blissful truly elegant dance together forever on the pace too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's

the songbird sings and I am free to be anything I ever wanted to be and in time the fire dies along with my striving and my intuition a lonely crow caws an orphan girl sings an ice age thaws some new beginning when they were waiting for you the first one commence singing songs of truth keeping everyone in suspense the willowed dove takes a bath creeping up the sand it rises up and is turned to black the blackbird caws the soft floating paws near the evergreen forrest a morsre coded florist dealing flowers and rags flying above every tree the breasted dove, wholly in between the leaves across the land in between the sand the waters turn to blood the fodder above the gold the lovely hearts mutter the sand between their toes again the story ends it goes like this again the light goes dark again the furrowed sand beats its breast like this a lost lover's lovely remark the fodder above the gold the lovely hearts mutter the sand between their toes

bring a little over to me stop reading the signs come on over here and show it to me get with the times get on over here and talk to me embrace the embitter tastelessness of you, me, and everyone in here give a little more shock to me I've been so plain and planked as of late, and I need a little more rock to me rock to me I stay up late, and I know you do too gotta get some more locks for me to keep you out, and the cardinals too got another little box for ya it's full of rocks and holes and a little more talk for ya could do a man's soul a world of good that's what they keep saying to me always trying to talk to me bring a little over to me stop reading the signs come on over here and show it to me get with the times get on over here and talk to me embrace the embitter tastelessness of you, me, and everyone in here give a little more shock to me I've been so plain and planked as of late, and I need a little more rock to me rock to me rock to me rock to me

it's time to party it's time to relax it's happening again, man it's happening fast we sit in silence and stare at the wall breathing in loudly coughing so harshly laughing so nicely we enjoy the time singing for you and singing for me we be it's time to shuffle it's time to attack one more word one more gasp we sit in silence and stare at the wall staring so harshly breathing so low feeling so parched, me feeling so cold and singing for me singing for you we be here

drained of all feeling drained of all touch lost on your reeling beginning to blush the touch of your hand on my warm winter's face the beat of your drum the fall from your grace if lust does pursue of morning glory wine the everlasting sun the lack of time for a pale blue dot lost in time and meaning lighten up people you have a whole life to live all those furry bunnies got nothing to give lighten up the sky soften up your breathe before the night sky falls and after our deaths grey colored mothballs unmeasurable rex ate through our souls and saved all the rest untie the neck unlace the belt heaven sent letters only tell what candid bodies reel in in that flutter overhead the moth man come and see them the roses on the bed have another beer have another glass what can you get done always sitting on your ass baby's born to brew that green of life stew and a royal blue Matilda floating in your glass

out of the fog out of the sea the clear-cut pictures pasted all over me upon the netted floor of gossamer gore out on the lawn another pawn gone upon the chess of chests unrest abound out of the ground the bones sing their tune into the mist I see the fists of old glory nothing's a-miss, into the sea abound in glory smog out of the fog into the sea old glory came down to the ground

remember the times remember the faces remember the crimes remember the places you shared with the brother of another... Hellblazer believing the Shivas all along the pathways to grace a perpetual place of peace sitting sweetly in his haste in the brew and remember the falling out you had most recent a tumble of inexplicable gifts of almost no sense remember the times remember the faces remember the crimes remember the places you shared with the brother of another... Hellblazer one elaborate mistake upon another moving upwards in faith of our brother... Hellblazer in one truly stunning face Hellblazer Hellblazer Hellblazer the face