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[spoken words]
				

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 class 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 of 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?
				

Be my druidess 
Be my everything 
Be my druidess 
Be mine 

Around the dyre, a circle of thirteen 
Thoughout 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 
O oh scream my name and hold me tight 

I'll do anything to make you come 
				

Spring won't come, the need of strife 
To struggle to be freed from hard ground 
The evening mists that creep and crawl 
Will drench in the 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, its caustic 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 
				

Wake up, it's Christmas mourn 
Those loved have long since gone 
The stocking 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 ghost 
(I'm drinking old) 
Red water 
Red water 
Red water chase them away 

My tables been set for but seven 
just last year i dined with eleven 
goddamn 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
				

It's no secret we're close 
As sweaty velcro 
Like latex, fur and feathers 
Stuck together 
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 an 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
				

Now like a bird 
she flew away 
to chase her dreams 
of books and praise 
still I miss her 
yeah I miss her 
since she's gone 

at JFK 
who played the fool? 
self pitty 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 others 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
				

yeah i think she's falling out of love 
yeah i think she's falling out of love 

yeah i think she's falling out of love 
yeah i think she's falling out of love 

all of the flowers 
all of the flowers i gave her 
she burned them 
burned them
				

Hey Bacchus 
She hates me 
Hey Bacchus 
She hates me 

The street lamps light a wet old red hook road 
A furry vino tinted slave 
Molten oil painted Brooklyn bridge 
(cobblestone grave) 

A lonely blue girl guards the riverbed 
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 when 

She said burn 
We'll burn together
				

Neil Young's song

I wanna live with a cinnamon girl 
I could be happy the rest of my life 
With a cinnamon girl. 
  
A dreamer of pictures I run in the night 
You see us together, chasing the moonlight, 
My cinnamon girl. 
  
Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow 
The drummer relaxes and waits between shows 
For his cinnamon girl. 
  
A dreamer of pictures I run in the night 
You see us together, chasing the moonlight, 
My cinnamon girl. 
  
Pa sent me money now 
I'm gonna make it somehow 
I need another chance 
You see your baby loves to dance 
Yeah...yeah...yeah
				

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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're 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 light 

So in this gray haze 
We'll be meating again 
And on that great day 
I will tease you all the same
				

A swollen sun melting at the horizon 
Between the sheets 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 deatha nd night 
These things are her essence 
Nocturnal mistress, spirit lover 
your mouth of wine and woodsmoke 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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