Thursday, March 27, 2008

The Temptress

Well I was bumping and jumping on a saturday night
In a venue with a retinue right under the lights
Pulsating, gyrating in the thick of the sound
Tearing up the weekend with the rest of the town
When all of a sudden, well I turned around
And fortuity of circumstances parted the crowd
Before me, deplore me was a vision of grace
Too blasphemous a vision for a god to create
She looked like an angel to me
But she moved like the devil from what I could see
She slithered towards me so effortlessly
A snake in the grass, she was coming for me

She turned me away from the future
She turned me away from the past
She pulled me in close in the present
Then she pushed me outside in the dark
She touched me and stroked me
Somehow awoke me
Pulled me inside her so fast
I looked in her eyes and I was hypnotised
I wondered how long it would last

She looked like an angel to me
But she moved like the devil from what I could see
She slithered around me so effortlessly
A snake in the grass, she was all over me

...

She bagged me then dragged me back into the place
Then we scorched across the floor along the border of taste
We were indecent, mistreatment of the boundaries ensued
The doormen came a-calling when she flaunted the rules
Well all of a sudden she was out of the door
For unspeakably relieving me right there on the floor
They threw me out too in a one sided-fight
Then I ran to catch up with her out in the night
She looked like an angel to me
But she moved like the devil from what I could see
She slithered away from me effortlessly
A snake in the grass, she was hidden from me

She turned me away from the future
She turned me away from the past
She pulled me in close in the present
Then she pushed me outside in the dark
She touched me and stroked me
Somehow awoke me
Pulled me inside her so fast
I looked in her eyes and I was hypnotised
I wondered how long it would last

She looked like an angel to me
But she moved like the devil from what I could see
She slithered away from me effortlessly
A snake in the grass, she was too fast for me

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Carousel

All the city lights are fighting right in front of me
Lighting up my enemies
Flooding through the night-time
People stumble and I fumble with a melody
Mumbling obscenities
But nobody can hear me

Serenading ladies who are rushing by
Swaying on the pavement waving at the sky
Laughing at the passing of another night
Everything is spinning but I don't know why

Everything is spinning
But I don't know why

All the taxi cabs they choose to turn their backs on me
Dancing round a centrepiece
Of cobblestones and neon
People spill into the middle of the carousel
Poorly tailored animals
Circling each other

Serenading ladies who are rushing by
Swaying on the pavement waving at the sky
Laughing at the passing of another night
Spinning
Not living
Existing
Subsisting

On lies

I am not like them at all so I drag my bottle on the wall

and I walk towards the nearest thing I see
I stare into the water there and share my story with the air
that doesn't care it blows away from me
Then I climb over the side and spread my arms as far and wide
as they will go until I know It's time to yell I want to show
the world that I cannot be told and I cannot be bought and sold

I'm going to be going to be free

All the city lights
Are fighting right in front of me
In front of me

All the taxi cabs
They're turning back around for me

For me