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once my love stood still like a stagnant well for so
long - you could hear the song of spiders - strumming
fibers - calling her to the web - my river sits in
ebb - the little ones lean over - laughter echoes -
bounce down the dark until it hits the
floor - singin come on baby come on child - call
your flo - like a seed of wonder - faith of mustard -
o yeah wo yeah. all is dark - all of the light is
vanished it is gone - like something large - hovering
high has covered up the sun - and something
quiets the silken ringing - something breaks the
strum...a wish has finally come.
ah oh ah no ah - all i want is to be writing
to be writing - all i want is to be writing and
it goes something like...once that wish did
land - like a star in my hand - it burned and
it burned and it burrowed in - soar through
the source searching - hammer and ping -
and tapped my virgin spring - and prime the
vein with milk of mother - and wet my river
bed - pearls strung up on silk thread - the
starry one - beams his light - he's working
under - diggin through the dark gatherin
particles - findin everything you ever wished
for in your soul like a seed of wonder faith
of mustard. oh no ah no ahhhno - finally
that tapped spring come runnin like a river
my song it came - ahh eeeyeah ohoo noooay -
right away i went writin i went writin - right
away I was hummin I was hummin - right away I
was singin I was singin - right away i
was lovin - and goes something like...light...
i haven't always been under such a blue -
only you - have seen such stormin in my life.
beautiful
alone with my enemy
and share a bitter cup
of poisoning
my countenance
to see his face in mine
and follow every line
back to my enemy
you are mine
pennyroyal wine flyyy
like an innocent child
that followed every line
back to my enemy
beautiful
falling fast from a state of grace
and trusing there's a light
in darkest place
my dirty knees
hold the ground till it's done with me
i've come to see that beauty
is a thing
that is without grace
you are mine
pennyroyal wine flyyy
like an innocent child
that followed every line
back to my enemy
beautiful
at home with my history
and run the scarlet ink
with the tears of mercy
my battle wounds
lay to rest in a treasure box
and thinking of the scars
as the jewels of my story
you are mine
pennyroyal wine flyyy
like an innocent child
that followed every line
back to my enemy
enemy
enemy
enemy
enemy
money money makes the world go round
money money'll make you change your sound
if the price is right
if the price is right
if you want paper
if you want gold and silver
learn now not later
people pay for what's familiar
no need to know yourself too well
you can trade in that saga you tell
for the song you know will sell
if you want cheddar
if you want smoke and roll better
take off your sweater
to earn your varsity letter
it's a virgin feast for all
see how gracefully they fall
into the mirrors on the wall
cuz if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long
money money makes the world go round
money money'll make you change your sound
if the price is right
you forfeit your style without a fight
who will be your beacon
the dark of night
should have been truly bright
where do we go
the freaks
on the fringe
when the edges are all rounded out
we just dangle out in space
you can call us when you need to find out
we go
the misfits
on the fringe
when the edges are all rounded out
we just dangle out in space
you can call us when you need to find out
what the real stars are all about
time has turned and the scenery has changed
and all the books have
burned
but the lyrics remain
let the motherfucker burn let's change the refrain
nobody needs history
repeatin tin tin tin tin
money money makes the world go round
money money'll make you change your sound
if the price is right
if the price is right
if you want skrilla
if you're a cheddar gorilla
stack up your bills as
you sign away your free will
there's no need to represent
the truth of self has been well spent
moving from mortgage out of rent
cuz if you want to belong you write a sing-a-long
money money makes the world go round
money money'll make you change your sound
if the price is right
you forfeit your style without a fight
who will be your beacon
the dark of night
should have been truly bright