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Love
Is a beautiful brutal thing It sings at night like the wind It stings your heart like a whip It rocks your soul like a ship And love Is a beautiful brutal thing It can mean everything Or nothing at all Such a feeling can make you tall Or as small as a distant star It's the cushion to break your fall Love triumphs over all Love Is a beautiful brutal thing And it gives the sweetest of pain It wakes your spirit and then You feel like living again And rain Falls when you think the Sun Has just begun To shine above And love Is mysterious as it's old It's the secret you've never told It's the tears of sorrow and joy For that girl or that boy It makes you feel It makes you feel It makes you feel A beautiful brutal thing And love Is a beautiful brutal thing It can mean everything Or nothing at all Such a feeling could make you tall Or as small as a distant star It's the cushion to break your fall Love triumphs over all It makes you feel A beautiful brutal thing Love |
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Sometimes we touch
Sometimes we kiss Sometimes we just look In spiritual bliss In warmth or heat In sound or vision We like to come To some decision Under the moon In the dark Down in the street In the park In threat of law In sweat of fear I'd risk it all To have you near I've never seen your face But I'm longing for the time When we don't have to hide Anymore We'd swap phone numbers But we'd never call Of real excuses We've none at all Though good intentions Are on our mind We may not like What we might find We hold emotion Well in check No words of love Just words of sex So much to say So much held back We don't surrender We just attack I've never seen your face But I'm longing for the time When we don't have to hide Anymore Light the candle Burn a fuse It's now or never Win or lose To have and hold To give and take Through thick or thin Make or break I've never seen your face But I'm longing for the time When we don't have to hide Anymore Anymore |
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I've had my fill of ugly words
I've had my fill of lies When the only truth or beauty now Is deep within your thighs The roses are in bloom my dear I haven't any fear That you'll love me Like you did last year Look at me Do you see A man against the world But don't look at me And see an unhappy man With some powder and some paint And the patience of a saint I'm still here My life's not over yet I'm not up there on the shelf I've found someone to love Apart from just myself I've had my fill of bitterness I've had my fill of dirt I've had enough of emptiness I've had enough of hurt I think we'll get the last laugh If we don't break down and cry And find the joke's On you and I Look at us Do you see us in a burlesque show Look at us are we in vaudeville We've tasted every thrill Every powder every pill And we're still here I've had enough of broken cups I've had enough of scenes Of other people's laughter When we go through our routines The lilies aren't in season So I've no reason to fear That you'll love me like you Did last year That you'll love me like you Did last year That you'll love me like you Did last year |
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A winter morning sun in New York
Champagne wakes and checks the time It's hard to keep a cup of coffee down When there's so much on your mind Kicks a cockroach 'cross the bedroom floor Checks the mirror grabs some clothes Waits for the aching to subside Where to find it no-one knows And they say you're doing fine They're just playing with your mind And they never even know your name But they all want you to shine To glitter all the time They all want a little taste of Champagne Takes the subway early afternoon Downtown to Eighth Avenue To the Show Palace Theatre Where Champagne bares all In a low rent nude revue In the darkness shadow people Stare at Champagne glassy eyed Takes the tips and imitates a smile Waits for the aching to subside And they say you're doing fine They're just playing with your mind And they never even know your name But they all want you to shine To glitter all the time They all want a little taste of Champagne Later in a room On a little glass pipe Sweet dreams to help him Forget his life He leans on the wall Rolls back his eyes And says to all the aching Goodbye |
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"And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum Who sings for women of great virtue I'd sing to them with a guitar I borrowed from a coffee bar Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you My name would be Antonio And all my bridges I would burn And when I gave them some they'd know I'd expect something in return I'd have to get drunk every night And talk about virility With some old grandmother That might be decked out like a Christmas tree And no pink elephant I'd see Though I'd be drunk as I could be Still I would sing my song to me About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way And if I joined the social whirl Became procurer of young girls Then I could have my own bordellos My record would be number one And I'd sell records by the ton All sung by many other fellows My name would then be handsome Jack And I'd sell boats of opium Whisky that came from Twickenham Authentic queens And phoney virgins I'd have a bank on every finger A finger in every country And every country ruled by me I'd still know where I'd want to be Locked up inside my opium den Surrounded by some china men I'd sing the song that I sang then About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way Now, tell me, wouldn't it be nice That if one day in paradise I'd sing for all the ladies up there And they would sing along with me And we be so happy there to be 'Cos down below is really nowhere My name would then be "Jupiter" Then I would know where I was going Become all knowing My beard so very long and flowing If I could play deaf, dumb and blind Because I pitied all mankind And broke my heart to make things right I know that every single night When my angelic work was through The angels and the Devil too Could sing my childhood song to me About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way" |
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A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet Inside it's long and so complete Watched by a shivering sun Old eyes in a small child's face Watching as the shadows race Through walls and cracks and leave no trace And daylight's brightness shuns The days of Pearly Spencer Ahh Ahh The race is almost run Nose pressed hard on frosted glass Gazing as the swollen mass On concrete fields where grows no grass He stumbles blindly on Iron trees smother the air But withering they stand and stare Through eyes that neither know nor care Where the grass has gone The days of Pearly Spencer Ahh Ahh The race is almost run Pearly where's your milk white skin What's that stubble on your chin It's buried in the rot-gut gin You played and lost not won You played a house that can't be beat Now look your head's bowed in defeat You walked too far along the street Where only rats can run The days of Pearly Spencer Ahh Ahh The race is almost run The days of Pearly Spencer Ahh Ahh The race is almost run The race is almost run A tenement, a dirty street Remember worn and shoeless feet Remember how you stood to beat The way your life had gone So Pearly don't you shed more tears For those best forgotten years Those tenements are memories Of where you've risen from The days of Pearly Spencer Ahh Ahh The race is almost won |
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Heaven is here
Each night when I should be asleep I put on my coat And I walk the streets I spend these hours Escaping from my dreams Afraid of what I might see Fear has no beginning no end So I spend all my time With you on my mind I see visions of you All my dreams coming true And I fall to my knees at your beauty My hand over my heart A heart that's filled with love A love that can lift the soul Divine worship forever Amen There are times spent in despair That you won't believe me So many times I've tried to tell you But my courage deceives me You have my whole world under your heel No words on this earth Can convey the way I feel Heaven is here Where I once feared to be And I fall to my knees At your beauty My hand over my heart A heart that's filled with love A love that can lift the soul Divine worship Forever Amen I fall to my knees I fall to my knees You lift up my heart You lift up my heart Nothing so fine Nothing so sure As I'm gazing in awe At your beauty My hand over my heart A heart that's filled with love A love that can lift the soul Divine worship forever Amen And late each night As I walk the streets I pray for the day I lay my heart at your feet You lift up my heart You lift up my heart You lift up my heart With your love |
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