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Don't you wanna end up with this mister? He is just being nice with his kisses and he Thinks you're not one of the smart ones Say it darling Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey From the automatic lover's store To the first floor of your backroom door From the spin-spin of the fickle swirl In a freak-freak dance of the showroom girl From the plead-plead when you really want to To the knead-knead fore the blanket-spin From the flush-flush of the bed-time art To the raging heart when she doesn't do her part Don't you wanna end up with this mister? He is just being nice with his kisses and he Thinks you're not one of the smart ones Say it darling Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey Out the door-door to the dance-dance hall To the bawl-bawl of the bar room brawl From the drink-drink until on the floor To the blink-blink of the girl next door To the rock-rock until off the hinge To the luck-luck to complete the binge From the rush-rush when you're feeling bored To the second floor of your homeroom door To the plead-plead when you really want in And the knead-knead fore the blanket-spin From the fug-fug of the bedroom air To the hug-hug of the professional lair To the automatic lover's store Where it feels-feels much less like a chore To the lick-lick of the lipstick lip To the electric tip of the perfect strip Hey you are you oh-oh are you I owe you a go-go are you Nothing but an oh-oh yeah I owe you a kissy baby Hey you are you oh-oh are you I owe you a go-go are you Nothing but an oh-oh yeah I owe you a kissy baby
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
The pulsing of the flare reflected in the air Stick-stuck goggles deflecting the stare Underground, overdrive Countdown, take off We're gone, they're here Head for planets far and near Don't know what upsets you We're gonna take you to the outer space Find planets - red, blue Let's make a universal race We're gonna take you to places never seen A rigid-like gesture since we were nineteen Inner space, outer space Head off, head on Slot in, interface Bounce back and forth like electrons We're gonna take you to planets never seen Solar systems run by machines Out of code Crash, reboot the machine 'Redo from Start', who is he? Don't know what upsets you We're gonna take you to the outer space Find planets - red, blue aha Let's make a universal race.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Moving sideways through the sold photo Slow figures flashing on tiptoe Crashing cars on a blue tableau Goes to show it wasn't everywhere No one steering, just an auto-move Round and round the streetlights in the groove Flying windscreens, dropping down below Aisles of bricks, crumbling with the smoke Here we go I think you suit me - I'll make you happy You specify me - You can't deny me Dissolving turnpikes in a placid light Intersections similarly white I never found the concrete slab I must have left it on the showroom tab Escalators moving side to side Round and round the footprints on the slide From a picture, the city turned and spoke There she was, the woman in the smoke Here we go I think you suit me - I'll make you happy You specify me - You can't deny me Must have left my eyes on a moving train Tangled phone lines told me to revoke Turgid reasons, everything's mundane There she was, the woman in the smoke I guess you suit me - Do you extend me? You maximize me - You can't deny me I think you suit me - I'll make you happy .
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
She fills the rich kitsch niche where she sits Making chit-chat, this and that, from the bits Consumed, perfumed, detracts the room despite Glowing, knowing she can head for the limelight She's too rich for her men She won't stay, what a shame A shame She won't fit in his world She exists for the game A shame Tricky repertoire Words flying 'round Picky seminar Bound to be drowned in the sound Sticky shirt and tie Play 'Bottoms Up' in the bar Icky, fly guy - why, She's nastier by far It's appeasing how she wanna flaunt her fur His mind's but a blur He's derailing from his train of thought Doing not what he ought and was taught He's trying to flick quick But she waged the pages stick Someone must have gone click, click, click, click Can't see what's new, he doesn't have a clue Of what to do with the woman he thought that he knew She's too rich for her men She won't stay, what a shame A shame She won't fit in his world She exists for the game A shame.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Turn baby, turn - I'm the music Dance with me, sway Are you ready for me? Take a chance on me. Turn baby, turn - I'm in tune now Sing to me, say Are you ready for me? Take a chance on me The downtown boy in a daylight rouse Getting ready for the night's ploy And he's waiting on top a topless house Or sliding down to his luminous, viscose clothes I want to go with that French girl, she said "Sure, do you want to make friends with me?" Tres bien, tres bien Hey, I'm not crying anymore Turn baby, turn - I'm the music Dance with me, sway Are you ready for me? Take a chance on me. He put on his shirt knowing he's pert Tearing 'cross the crowd in a gloss He said, " Missy, don't be so pushy, eh" Or thought he did it anyway The words that he knew, 'Voulez-vous', 'Rendezvous' Just made him black and blue He wanted to go-go, she said, "No-no" So he's waiting for next episode I want to go with that French girl, she said "Sure, do you want to make friends with me?" Tres bien, tres bien Hey, I'm not crying anymore.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Man standing next to man - he's alone I see only faces - I don't know I see faces staring Other faces staring Don't talk, don't tell We stepped out and sought for height And I looked for a single star Through a starlit sky And the fangles of sheets There's nothing to expect from this place We don't understand what is said We're human, we're alone - so confused We've lost all our means - and we'll lose Now the sight greys out And we wonder what we're doing In a place like this It's so bright outside In a non-white, flash-light way of sometime Now, tomorrow, anytime I see faces staring Other faces staring Don't talk, don't tell We're waiting - for morning No sign of it - I'm listening Can't hear it Are we sure we didn't miss it? I see faces staring Other faces staring Don't talk, don't tell
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
He tries to see, although he can't He tries, but doesn't understand He calls on a different phone-line No one that he knows An out of focus acquaintance Speaking in a silent parlance "Remember me", breaks the silence A recurring line again He's looking for something Can't see that he's stranded He's just moving somewhere He just can't stand this feeling no more He feels the blood run through his veins Tries to get up, be young again His face in the bathroom mirror Someone looks at him His undisputed kind of self-love Weaker than it used to be like "Don't forget me", breaks the silence A different life begins He's looking for something Can't see that he's stranded He's just moving somewhere He just can't stand this feeling no more Looks in the mirror, feels the snag Packs his bag and picks a map "Don't forget me", seems inapt He doesn't want to know "Don't forget me" He's looking for something Can't see that he's stranded He's just moving somewhere He just can't stand this feeling no more He's waiting for something Becoming a vision He's just moving/going somewhere He just can't stand this feeling no more.
I can't see In the flicker-light's quiet frequency I was briefly interrupted by the sound Of your voice Now I can see Why you turned away in disbelief I couldn't get enough of the leitmotif Of your voice He's a lonely dancer He's a fun fanatic organizer Just tell me If you like to check him When you dance Reassurance marks every move I don't understand how you can make out The groove Through the noise He looks at you The poise-boy tries to cut a good figure But he has no future judging by the sound Of your voice He's a lonely dancer He's a fun fanatic organizer Just tell me If you like to check him
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025
He says to her "There's a woman in the upstairs window" She turns and looks The blurred image of the echo fades away As the silhouette set She's smoking a cigarette And he dissolves like smoke As the silhouette turned and spoke, "Want to stop you, I can't save you" Sometimes he begins to revere The stance, the smile, the vial, the line From inside it feels less austere It's all contorted in a funny kind of way It's distorted in a funny way I can remember this place It's all out of phase now - Different time and space It's like wearing new eyes Do you complete me? - Just try, just try. He feels like liquid Solid like fluid, dreaming and cool Background sounds His background circles round and round He wants to meet somebody Dressed as a silent man Or as a woman? Posed like a hyphen "Want to stop you, I can't save you" Nothing is just as sincere As the stance, the smile, the tangle, the line Turning now it seems less unclear It's all distorted in a funny kind of way I can remember this place It's all out of phase now - Different time and space It's like wearing new eyes Do you complete me? - Just try, just try.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
I run as fast as I can To get a ride To ride on this wave is all I dream of I want to catch up with the distant sight I create my speed the way I breathe I can move I can fly I can fly, I can float, I can fly I can groove, I can move so high in the sky So high in the sky I swim as far as I can To reach the tide To be in that wave is all I long for I take my power from my own arms I sustain this pain 'cause I can't cry I swim as far as I can To reach the tide To be in that wave is all I long for I can move I can fly I can fly, I can float, I can fly I can groove, I can move so high in the sky So high in the sky.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
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