from:danh@vms.huji.ac.il (Rami Zakh) ==================================== St.Petersburg - Robin Hitchcock =============================== In St.Petersburg
Superman, Superman, crunchy little Superman Found you in a Corn Flakes box Nourished you in privacy Touched the parts you couldn't reach You improved
I'm in love with a Beautiful Girl, Yes I'm in love with a beautiful girl. Well I thought I knew all about everything, but I'm in love with a beautiful
Swirling takes up all my time Makes me know that I'm above you Swirling curling up in smoke It started as a joke but...love you Moss suspended on a grave
Oh Vera my sweet I would offer you some meat In exchange for a good loaf of wax I would smear it on you And on all your apples too If I thought it would
Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl So I could (oop) myself in the shower Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl So I could (oop) myself in the shower
Yesterday it seemed so cool and everything was fabulous Built of brick and made for an eternity; Give an inch and take an inch and what you've got is
I'm sitting here, in the abandoned brain, Waiting for take off in it. They says its never going to work again, But I can spare a few minutes. Been here
sweet ghost of light, when you appear you fall around me, everywhere i see your face as you pass by as fragile as a dragonfly you jab me in the kidneys
I was walking home when I heard you knock There were two of you, it was such a shock There was one that cried on the telephone And the other laughed deep
Desires muck and algae were the shadows on the wall glasses shatter ornaments on to the ground they fall our hair like anemone's that wave beneath the
"Go," said the enchantress, "and see ye the one known as Clint. But be warned, his medicine is potent; few have entered his cave, and even less have returned
Time runs backwards at the end You turn into a child again Then you're dust Remind yourself, what you once were An animal without much fur Then you're
The wreck of the Arthur Lee Will never return again Never return again The captain and all his men Went up and jumped overboard "Jesus is Lord," they
Treat me lean and wirey, Treat me hot and fiery, Tell me you desire me, I got a message for you. Treat me flat and blubbery, Treat me lean and rubbery
The old man, he was flesh-they wheeled him in upon a trolley Vera Lynn, Vera Lynn Draw a window on his skin This old man, he was next-blindfolded to face
on the horizon of the gulls and plovers she saw the outline of transparent lovers in a hotel room underneath the covers who should i see but the transparent
Uncorrected personality traits that seem whimsical in a child may prove to be ugly in a fully grown adult. Lack of involvement with the father, or over