Eyes China Doll (Ka-Spel, Edward)
Mirror Soul
You may be feeling lonely - but, be assured, you're not alone. Everywhere, China Doll, there's eyes ...Avengelist
We'll take our blessings from the priest with cups of blood - we'll drink it neat. Or maybe just a hint of soda ... We shall walk across the water. Slaughter calves and make a mess, we'll hold a mass. We'll speak in tounges, We'll break the bread. We'll count the crumbs. Yum yum! [we're] Reciting psalms .. We'll testify that we have seen the Christ! We touched his scars. We licked his tears. We felt his anger - pledged we'll raise a spear for a Spear of Destiny. Our destiny's to drown the doubters, cleave the cheats ... to burn the sinners in the street. Do you feel that holy fire, brother?God in a Cupboard
He promised her a planet and he'd planned it. He told her how he'd fly to heaven with just a gesture and a lie. they'd idolise those idol eyes. They'd be pelting him with palm leaves. Believe! He believed and she behaved. She stroked his chin (he hadn't shaved). She said "Sure, honey - it'll be OK!" God's in his cupboard - all's right with His girlBlowing Bubbles (part two)
Know that I love you. Know that I care. I know that when times are hard, you're there. And sometimes I hide ... yes, still I get scared. But, your touch is enough and I'm warm. I swear that I'll be with you always - we'll hold hands in the dark. And when the sun rises, we'll laugh. Yes, we''l laugh. And the whole world will hear us - well maybe ... maybe, MarylouSix Cats on a Dead Man's Chest
Lights were red, the streets deserted. Foot down, head down, hit the Kerb ... A cartwheel through the pet shop window. Bells rang, mice ran. Polly sang "Be lucky!" She left a gift and pecked a shoulder smashed in pieces of eight. And [now] there's six cats on a dead man's chest ... [fa la la la!] Lovebird laid a nest and spider spun a web. And he spread it across the headlights, and he caught a dozen fireflies. Fireman brought the cloths and sprayed the foam - it filled the shop. And just the fish survived."Joey" the Video
Pickled baby's in the jar. Two heads, four eyes - the doctor called him "joey". And he poked him with a stick. The jokes were sick - but "Joey" smiled and turned around. And doctor made a bow, said "Move in closer!" "Joey" posed as cameras rolled. Rear view. Wide angle. "Candlelight or full beam?" ... "Joey" made it to the small screen, and he holds a staring role. He plays a doll stashed in a fish tank - and he'd love to thank the public for his Oscar. ["Thank you, folks."]The Char Char
The metal was corroded. The fuses had exploded. The circuits floated on a pool of oil...They wrenched the flex. It snapped and sparks flew (dark blue clouds and jet black walls!). An apple crumbled. Firemen grumbled - fumbled with a hose. Toes were curling in their white boots. Sweating in their tight asbestos suits (and Asmodeus played the flute!) A table layed a chair and did the cha cha - charred and spitting splinters. Blisters throbbed and sisters sobbes behind the fence. Father burned the incense, blessed the ashes as they flew... Fly away!(2x)Fly away Peter!(3x) Fly away Paul! Wenn Alte Gotter Sterben (When old god dies) Upside down and hanging. Gangreen. Dark green ankles. Rusty chains. And lusting vultures bowling dice - see who gets first bite. Frosbite! lockjaw! MORE! See sores weep, flesh creep. Skin deep beauty lives inside his rotting carcass. Locked away, it drains away. Like a love note in a trashcan, like a sapphire in a sack. And no one's singing hymns to him. No trembling sinners, no respect...We shed our tears, but we just accept - this old God's dying of neglect. This old god's dying of neglect. Neglect.Hotel Blanc
One more lonely room, and a key with a number, and the guy behind the desk said, "Understand that the first night's free - but then you have to pay!" He nodded thanks. He wondered if he'd travelled all his life ... Was he just a number on a hundred scraps of paper, thrown away? He'd never had a wife, and he'd never had a lover. He turned the key. He smelt the damp. He dived between the covers ... teardrops in his eyes turned to ice. And he tried to think of better times but the pictures never formed. And just one thought remained that maybe from the day he was born, he'd stay dead inside. After all ... (II) And in another town the clock chimed 13 times, the traveller was home. He had a lady by his side, they were driving through the snow. Pure, like the bridal gown she wore. Like the sound she made when she would stroke his hand and say, "You'll never be alone again - just believe it's not a dream. It's not a dream!" (III) They tried to break the door down. They found him face down. He was grinning like a clown. They called his name - he never heard. They felt his pulse but nothing stirred ..A coal black hearse appeared and hauled the corpse away. Another customer who paid at Hotel Blanc ...----------------------------------------------------------------------