Strange Hobby
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby Collecting clothes Moonshine washing line They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view See through baby blue He dug it Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne… Now he's caught, a nasty sort of person They gave him time Doors bang, chain gang He hates it Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne… Alright, don't do it again
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me… She showed me her room, isn't it good, Norwegian wood? She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed" She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown So I lit a fire, isn't it good, Norwegian wood?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
When I look up to the skies I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning, tired, still yawning See your face come peeping through my window Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you Windows echo your reflection When I look in their direction gone When will this haunting stop? Your face just won't leave me alone Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you You're in the sky and with the sky You make men cry, you lie You're in the sky and with the sky You make men cry, you lie… Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men and Pictures of matchstick men
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
A winter's day In a deep and dark December I am alone Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow I am a rock I am an island I've built walls A fortress deep and mighty That none may penetrate I have no need of friendship, friendship causes pain It's laughter and it's loving I disdain I am a rock I am an island Don't talk of love Well I've heard the words before It's sleeping in my memory I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died If I never loved I never would have cried I am a rock I am an island I have my books And my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armor Hiding in my room, safe within my womb I touch no one and no one touches me I am a rock I am an island And a rock feels no pain And an island never cries
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Look, he's crawling up my wall Black and hairy, very small Now he's up above my head Hanging by a little thread Boris the spider Boris the spider Now he's dropped on to the floor Heading for the bedroom door Maybe he's as scared as me Where's he gone now, I can't see Boris the spider Boris the spider Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly There he is wrapped in a ball Doesn't seem to move at all Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure Pick this book up off the floor Boris the spider Boris the spider Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly Creepy, crawly, creepy, crawly He's come to a sticky end Don't think he will ever mend Never more will he crawl 'round He's embedded in the ground Boris the spider Boris the spider
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Mountainous pictures of coloured scenes Appear upon my face And the joss stick smoke of sense dissolves Forever in its place The shadowy friends that line the walls All dream while laying down While the window tapping silhouette In rain begins to drown In the room of percussion The discussion slides as you enter through the door And the one armed bandit Laughs aloud and disappears once more Foolish thoughts of ecstasy are dead But without too much concern In the heart, my hopes by millions Lay twisted as they burn The crooked faces of clocks appear And die in nightmare dreams While juggling music surrounds us both And turns our thoughts to screams In the room of percussion The discussion slides as you enter through the door And the one armed bandit Laughs aloud and disappears once more My God, the spiders are everywhere! With Ruby wine and our tangled nerves Our mouths flap in despair And with tumbled words of poetry We try and prove we care But the glow-worm light of creativeness Moves out into the rain And the joss stick dies and disappears Its scent alone remains In the room of percussion The discussion slides as you enter through the door And the one armed bandit Laughs aloud and disappears once more In the room of percussion The discussion slides as you enter through the door And the one armed bandit Laughs aloud and disappears once more My God, the spiders are everywhere!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
The tax man's taken all my dough And left me in my stately home Lazing on a sunny afternoon And I can't sail my yacht He's taken everything I've got All I've got's this sunny afternoon Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze I got a big fat mama trying to break me And I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime My girlfriend's run off with my car And gone back to her ma and pa Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty Now I'm sitting here Sipping at my ice cold beer Lazing on a sunny afternoon Help me, help me, help me sail away Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay 'cause I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze I got a big fat mama trying to break me And I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Emily tries but misunderstands She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Put on a gown that touches the ground Float on a river forever and ever, Emily There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Your day breaks, your mind aches You find that all the words of kindness linger on When she no longer needs you She wakes up, she makes up She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry She no longer needs you And in her eyes you see nothing No sign of love behind the tears Cried for no one A love that should have lasted years You want her, you need her And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead You think she needs you And in her eyes you see nothing No sign of love behind the tears Cried for no one A love that should have lasted years You stay home, she goes out She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone She doesn't need him Your day breaks, your mind aches There will be times when all the things she said will fill your head You won't forget her And in her eyes you see nothing No sign of love behind the tears Cried for no one A love that should have lasted years
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
The guilty undertaker sighs The lonesome organ grinder cries The silver saxophones say I should refuse you The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn But it's not that way I wasn't born to lose you I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you The drunken politician leaps Upon the street where mothers weep And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you And I wait for them to interrupt Me drinkin' from my broken cup And ask for me to open up the gate for you I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you Now all my fathers they've gone down True love they've been without it But all their daughters put me down 'Cause I don't think about it Well, I return to the queen of spades And talk with my chambermaid She knows that I'm not afraid to look at her She is good to me and there's nothing she doesn't see She knows where I'd like to be But it doesn't matter I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit He spoke to me, I took his flute No, I wasn't very cute to him now, was I? But I did it because he lied Because he took you for a ride And because time was on his side and because I… I want you, I want you I want you so bad I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say Please share my umbrella Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows Under my umbrella All that summer we enjoyed it Wind and rain and shine That umbrella, we employed it By August, she was mine Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought All the people stared as if we were both quite insane Someday my name and hers are going to be the same That's the way the whole thing started Silly but it's true I'm thinkin' of a sweet romance Beginning in a queue Came the sun the ice was melting No more sheltering now Nice to think that that umbrella Led me to a vow Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought All the people stared as if we were both quite insane Someday my name and hers are going to be the same Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say Please share my umbrella Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows Under my umbrella All that summer we enjoyed it Wind and rain and shine That umbrella, we employed it By August, she was mine
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Woke up one morning half asleep With all my blankets in a heap And yellow roses scattered all around The time was still approaching For I couldn't stand it anymore Some marigolds upon my eiderdown I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain keeping me good So I lay upon my side With all the windows open wide Couldn't pressurize my head from speaking Hoping not to make a sound I pushed my bed into the ground In time to catch the sight that I was seeking I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain keeping me good The life is perfect, pleasure has to be Then this is paradise to me If my pillow's getting wet I don't see that it matters much to me I heard the flowers in the breeze Make conversation with the trees Relieved to leave reality behind me With my commitments in a mess My sleep is not a way of rest In a world of fantasy you'll find me I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain Feel the power of the rain keeping me good Watching flowers in the rain Watching flowers in the rain I'm watching flowers in the rain
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home 'Cause my baby, she wrote me a letter I don't care how much money I gotta spend Got to get back to my baby again Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home 'Cause my baby, she wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said she could not live without me no mo' Listen mister can't you see I got to get back To my baby once mo' ~ anyway… Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home 'Cause my baby, she wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said she could not live without me no mo' Listen mister can't you see I got to get back To my baby once mo' ~ anyway… I need a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home 'Cause my baby, she wrote me a letter Well my baby, she wrote me a letter
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways Ride it on out like you were a bird Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam Ride it on out like you were a bird Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane Wear your hair long, babe you can't go wrong Catch a black star and a place it on your fore-head Say a few spells and baby, there you go Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder And in the morning you'll know all you know Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane Wear your hair long, babe you can't go wrong
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
We come on the sloop John B. My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up I want to go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I want to go home, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I want to go home The first mate he got drunk Thrown in the captain's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I want to go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I want to go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home, yeah yeah Hoist up the John B's sail Well I feel so broke up I want to go home Let me go home The poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits Then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why don't they let me go home, yeah yeah This is the worst trip I've ever been on So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I want to go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home, yeah yeah Hoist up the John B's sail Well I feel so broke up I want to go home Let me go home
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings Of the bluebird as she sings The six o'clock alarm would never ring But six rings and I rise Wipe the sleep out of my eyes My shavin' razor's cold and it stings Cheer up, sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen You once thought of me As a white knight on a steed Now you know how happy I can be Oh, and our good times starts and end Without dollar one to spend But how much, baby, do we really need Cheer up, sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen Cheer up, sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen Cheer up, sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen Cheer up, sleepy Jean Oh, what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
In the chilly hours and minutes Of uncertainty I want to be In the warm hold of your loving mind To feel you all around me And to take your hand Along the sand Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while Behind your smile And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing It would make me sing Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near To kill my fears Help me to leave all my blues behind For standing in your heart Is where I want to be I long to be Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
I'm not a little boy, a little old and loved so many more But when she touches me I'm out the way, I'm underneath the floor Like ice in the sun, I melt away Whenever she comes, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away I sit down in a chair and read a book as if I couldn't care But she is in a room and I must look I see her everywhere Like ice in the sun, I melt away Whenever she comes, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away She opens up her eyes as if to speak She looks at me and I am weak Her eyes they seem much sweeter than before I cannot see, anymore Like ice in the sun, I melt away Whenever she comes, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away Whenever she comes, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away Whenever she comes, I melt away Like ice in the sun, I melt away
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026