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Tuesday, June 27, 2006

4 de Jim.


MOONLIGHT DRIVE

Let's swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through the tide
Penetrate the evenin' that the
City sleeps to hide

Let's swim out tonight, love
It's our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive

Let's swim to the moon, uh huh
Let's climb through the tide
Surrender to the waiting worlds
That lap against our side

Nothin' left open
And no time to decide
We've stepped into a river
On our moonlight drive

Let's swim to the moon
Let's climb through the tide
You reach your hand to hold me
But I can't be your guide

Easy, I love you
As I watch you glide
Falling through wet forests
On our moonlight drive, baby
Moonlight drive

Come on, baby, gonna take a little ride
Down, down by the ocean side
Gonna get real close
Get real tight
Baby gonna drown tonight
Goin' down, down, down

QUEEN OF THE HIGHWAY

She was a princess, Queen of the Highway.
Sign on the road said: "Take us to Madre".
No one could save her, save the blind tiger.
He was a a monster, black dressed in leather.
She was a princess, Queen of the Highway.

Now they are wedded, she is a good girl;
Naked as children out in the Meadow,
Naked as children, wild as can be,
Soon to have offspring, start it all over.
Start it all over.

American boy, American girl,
Most beautiful people in the world!
Son of a frontier Indian Swirl,
Dancing thru the midnight whirl-pool

Naked
Formless
hope it can continue a little longer.


THE SPY

I'm the spy in the house of love.
I know the dream that you're dreaming of;
I know the world that you long to hear.
I know your deepest secret fear.

I know ev'rything;
Ev'rything you do;
Ev'rything you go;
Ev'rything you know.
I'm a spy , I know your deepest secret fear.
I know your deepest secret, I'm a spy
I can see what you do;
And I know.


SOMEDAY SOON

Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Familiar freaks will
Fill your living room.
Rugs lash out their
Lizard tongues.

You're not getting young.
You're not getting young.

But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your eyes.

You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.

Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Television bleeding
Like a harvest moon.

Flush the scissors
Down the hole.
You're getting old.
You're getting old.

And I hate to remind you,
But you're going to die.
And you're going to be
Needing all of your lies.

You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry.
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie.

Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.
Someday soon.

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