1. Bad Ground
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3. Love You to Death In her place one hundred candles burning As salty sweat drips from her breast Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine I am your servant, may I light your cigarette? Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... I beg to serve, your wish is my law Now close those eyes and let me love you to death Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging I say the beast inside me's gonna get ya, get ya, get... Let me love you too Let me love you to death Hey am I good enough for you? Hey am I good enough for you? Am I? Am I? Am I good enough for you?
4. Be My Druidess Be my druidess Be my everything Be my druidess Be mine Around the pyre, a circle of thirteen Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams I look deeply into your eyes I smell your hair, caress your thighs Now we'll make love by fire light A blaze so high it lights the night Long fingernails dug in my skin Yourself so wet invites me in Our lust increased feeds desire As we combust, yeah we on fire I feel you shake so deep inside Ooh scream my name and squeeze me tight I'll do anything to make you come
5. Green Man Spring won't come, the need of strife To struggle to be freed from hard ground The evenings mists thad creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown I'm the green man The green man Sol in prime sweet summertime Cast shadows of doubt on my face A midday sun, it's causing hues Refracting within the still lake Autumn in her flaming dress Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves My mistress of the frigid night I worship, pray to on my knees Winter's breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple? Life is coming to an end So says me,me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle I'm the green man The green man
6. Red Water (Christmas Mourning) Wake up, it's Christmas mourn Those loved has long since gone The stockings are hung but who cares Preserved for those no longer there Six feet beneath me sleep Black lights hang from the tree Accents of dead holly Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold) I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old) Red water Red water Red water chase them away My table's been set for but seven Just last year I dined with eleven God damn ye merry gentlemen Whoa mistletoe (It's growing cold) I'm seeing ghosts (I'm drinking old) Red water Red water Red water chase them away
7. My Girlfriend's Girlfriend It's no secret we're close As sweaty velcro Like latex, fur and feathers Now In their '62 'Vette Sharing one cigarette In a black light trance then Go go dance Then Go go trance Then They keep me warm on cold nights We must be quite a sight In our meat triangle All tangled Wow My girlfriend's girlfriend She looks like you My girlfriend's girlfriend She's my girl too Her and me and her and she and me An uncrowded couple; are we three Hey we don't care what people say When walking hand in hand down Kings Highway Two for one today My girlfriend's girlfriend She looks like you My girlfriend's girlfriend She's my girl
8. Die With Me Now like a bird She flew away To chase her dream Of books and praise Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone At JFK Who played the fool? Self pity sick Jet fuel perfume Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone Girl I want to die with you In each other's arms We'll drown in flame If this time were the last time Could I hold you all life long? Since this time is the last time Can I hold you all night long? Lay your head down, for the last time Hey KLM AT+T The UK post system Do you still love me? Still I miss her Yeah I miss her Since she's gone
9. Burnt Flowers Fallen Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I think she's falling out of love Yeah I know she's fallen out of love Yeah I know she's fallen out of love All of the flowers All of the flowers I gave her She burned them Burned them
10. In Praise of Bacchus Hey Bacchus She hates me Hey Bacchus She hates me The street lamps light are wet old red hook road A furry vino tinted slave Molten oil painted Brooklyn Brigde (Cobblestone grave) A lonely blue girl guards the river bed She shakes her brown torch at the tide On pier six we'd creep and count the cracks (Side by side, see, we're counting cracks) Your mom was out wearing herself inside I'll stop the train to say hello A used boyfriend's just bought her this new car (I said I know) -togetherburn- She said burn Together Burn We'll burn together Now don't believe she'll never leave again I can't forget the words she said back then She said burn We'll burn together
11. Cinnamon Girl I want to live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With her A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, My cinnamon girl Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes, waits between shows (feels right) A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chase the moonlight, (all right) My cinnamon girl Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see my baby loves to dance Yeah
12. The Glourious Liberation of the People's Technocratic Republic of Vinnland by the Combined Forces of the United Terretories of Europa Eins! Zwei! Drei! Vier!
13. Wolf Moon (Including Zoanthropic Paranoia) The 28th day She'll be bleeding again And in lupine ways We'll alleviate the pain Unholy water Sanguine addiction Those silver bullets A last blood benediction It is her moon time When there's iron in the air A rusted essence Woman may I know you there Hey wolf moon Come cast your spell on me Hey wolf moon Come cast your spell on me Don't spill a drop dear Let me kiss the curse away Yourself in my mouth Will you leave me with your taste? Beware The woods at night Beware The lunar night So in this grey haze We'll be meating again And on that great day I will tease you all the same
14. Haunted A swollen sun melting in the horizon Between the sheets where I wait for her to come A living flame, impossible to resist Burning me deep with every bite, kiss and lick I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted (by her) Invades my sleep with tumescent intentions Hades I'm sure must be missing a demon I hate the morning I hate the morning From the panes a green mist swirls Is it a shadow of reflection? This apparition in moon beams bathed A voice like wind through trees beckons Cool rain on hot summer stone The odor fills my presence Of freshly dug grave and death and night These things are her essence Nocturnal mistress, spirit lover Your mouth of wine and wooksmoke taste My goddess of the violet twilight You are lust incarnate In the sweat of my bed The eastern sky hints of dawning Alone and awake but exhausted I lie Oh how I hate the morning I hate the morning (light) I hate the morning (light)
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