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Sharon and Churla were playing in the sand. Churla said "Sharon, I wish you were a man." Sharon said "no you don't." "but I don't understand." Sharon said "Churla, take my hand." Masturbating, sink down upon it. From behind, hands on ?? ??
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
I wish I may I wish I might
I have this wish I wish tonight
When I walk I wanna leave no trace
Were I look I wanna see your face
Grab my hand pull me down
Pull me under till I drown
Star light star bright
Very first star I see tonight
Take me down to hallowed ground
Steal my voice so I make no sound
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
I wish I were in London or some other seaport town I'd set my foot on a steamship and sail the ocean round. I'd sail upon the ocean while sailing on the sea & think of Handsome Molly wherever she might be. Remember Handsome Molly when you gave me your right hand. You said if you ever married that I would be that man. Said if you ever married that I would be that man. My love was one from cities far Nursed on a lonesome heath. Her lips were red as roses are. Her hair a woodbine wreath. Well I went to church on Sunday and I watched as she passed by. I could tell her mind was changing by the roving of her eye. I would be that man. I would be that man. She said if we ever married that I would be that man.
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When I don't know what to say, Haul away Haul away, Pack my bags and go away Haul away Siobhan. Hey girls, haul away, I'll put up no fight. I'm going to come if it takes all night. Haul away girls, Haul away!
I was out on my bike was hit by a car I was instantly killed
Stood before God I said "Where am I?" He said "This is heaven"
Heaven, this is heaven
Looked all around this can't be heaven cuz Craig's not here
Heaven, said this can't be heaven
Sent me back down but my bike was all wrecked
and now I'm more careful of cars.
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
the heavier air and gravity of Earth
took a good deal of getting used to
after the very different conditons of the moon
feeling like nothing so much
as a ton weight of misery
he clambered down the moth's back
from higher up
it looked so friendly, and sunny, and homelike
down here on a closer look
it didn't seem so attractive at all
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My interest is aroused. And I try to hold it down. My interest is engaged. I'm enraged I'm engorged. I want you to know that I know what I want and it hurts. Hold me down. You can take what you want if you can take me along. I can take it.
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nimm ' mich mit zu dir nach haus Ô
ich selbst hab Ô nämlich keins
näh Ô mich in deinen bauch ein
näh Ô mich in deinen kleine höhle ein
ein stich - zweiter stich
ein stich - noch ein stich
heftstich - hexenstich
sei du mein zuhause
sei du mein zuhause
ich selbst hab Ô nämlich keins
hefte mich in deinen bauch
nimm ' mich mit zu dir nach haus Ô
Hey Churla
Ditch Napo, and come with the girl who loves you
Hey Churla
Ditch Napo, and come with the girl who doesn't know you
What's love?
I don't know
But I don't have to know to love you
What's love?
I don't know,
But I can write it on your thighs with my tongue
Hey Churla, ditch your life
Start over, I'll be your wife
Just bring along the stuff you like
And leave all the rest behind
Hey! Hey mister!
Hey mister!
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck! Suck!
Hey! I'm talking to you!
Hey mister!
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck it hard!
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Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Suck, suck, suck my dick.
Hey! You in the polyester!
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
Coming I clench my hands. Going spread them wide. Stare into my eyes, see safety where I want surprise. Wings & flight & angels. Self on grass & dirt, crouched on post, foreground large swelling curve. Birth to death.
I'm going nowhere in life but I'm going home tonight.
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
It's dark and it's raining and I've got to go home. Got to go home, boys, I've got to go home. It's dark and it's raining and I've got to go home. I'm on my long journey home.
Can anyone help me out please. I'm in trouble, I need some help. I'm being so honest about it. Can anyone help me out please? Clueless... Sleepless... I have been in the hospital...
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)
Dance in the valleys
Dance on the mountain-tops!
Strings & crosspiece, rocks, napkins; wrap rocks in napkins, rocks - this is the story I never wanted to tell how I got over & it's just as well people looked @ my face they heard my voice saw me every day but they never guessed no one asked me - I never confessed I decided to tell you; was that the right choice? I guess now it's too late - I hope this is best - eyes rolled back, birds - upside down tied down w/ tiny crisscross wires - waiting
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Date created: 10 October 1995 Last modified: 29 November 1997 Maintained by: Allan Hise hise@io.com