Artist: Neutral Milk Hotel<br><br>Gardenhead/ Leave Me Alone<br><br>There are beads that wrap<br>Around your knees that crackle into the dark<br>Like a walk in the park like a hole in your head<br>Like the feeling you get when you realize you're dead<br>This time we ride roller coasters into the ocean<br>We feel no emotion as we spiral down to the world<br>And I guess it's worth your time<br>Because there's some lives you live<br>And some you leave behind<br>It gets hard to explain<br>The gardenhead knows my name<br><br>Leave me alone, for you know this isn't the first time<br>In fact this is twice in a row<br>That the angels have slipped through our landslide<br>And filled up our garden with snow<br>And I don't wish to taste of your insides<br>Or to call out your name through my phone<br>For the glory boys at your bedside will love you<br>As long as you're something to own<br><br>Follow me through a city of frost covered angels<br>I swear I have nothing to prove<br>I just want to dance in your tangles<br>To give me some reason to move<br>But to take on the world at all angles<br>Requires a strength I can't use<br>So I'll meet you up high in your anger<br>Of all that is hoping and waiting for you <br>_________________________________<br>Album: On Avery Island (1996) <br><br><br>
Blood on the Rooftops<br>Genesis<br><br>Dark and grey, an English film, the Wednesday Play<br>We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day<br>Won't you stay?<br><br>Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you're still dry<br>The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain<br>Saved again.<br><br>Let's skip the news boy (I'll make some tea)<br>The Arabs and the Jews boy (too much for me)<br>They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep)<br>And the thing I hate - Oh Lord!<br>Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation's fate.<br><br>Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised!<br>You've won the West in time to be our guest<br>Name your prize!<br><br>Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what's the time?<br>The grime on the Tyne is mine all mine all mine<br>Five past nine.<br><br>Blood on the rooftops - Venice in the Spring<br>Streets of San Francisco - a word from Peking<br>The trouble was started - by a young Errol Flynn<br>Better in my day - Oh Lord!<br>For when we got bored, we'd have a world war, happy but poor<br><br>So let's skip the news boy (I'll go make that tea)<br>Blood on the rooftops (too much for me)<br>When old Mother Goose stops - they're out for 23<br>Then the rain at Lords stopped play<br>Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again.<br><br>
At The Movies<br>Bad Brains<br><br>Here's to the maker, the film double taker, th illusion type faker. Guaranteed shaker, paravision viewer, or it just may seem lost the real scope of life. The hope of life, to cope with life, and found it on the screen. And how many times have we heard that line do you think I'm blind to trade my mind for what you call fine. Never in my time I'm not in your movie. Hey, what can it be on the big white screen Hey how can you see you're living in 3D. I guess you think you're at the movies somewhere. Stale popcorn don't you stand in your chair stale popcorn don't you stand in you chair. a child is influenced by the make believe to take advantage of this truth is cold hearted sin. So I say to youth right now. Don't sway to the unjust, no matter what they say, never give in.<br><br>
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