And yet another old topic brought back to daylight...

Bird Mad Girl by The Cure. From the album The Top. Placed second from the bottom on my Cure pile <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!

This girl has got a smile
That can make me cry
This girl just burns with love
She's burning burning deep outside

Night time night time sets my house on fire
I'll turn into the melting man
I'll lose my life
To feel I feel desire

Oh I should feel
Like a polar bear
Like a polar bear
But it's impossible

She flies outside this cage
Singing girl-mad words
I keep her dark thoughts deep inside
As black as stone
As mad as birds

Wild wild wild
And never turn away
Sends me all her love
She sends me everything
She sends me everywhere

Oh I could be
A polar bear
Oh I could be
A polar bear
But it's impossible

I try to talk
The sky goes red
I forget
So fill my head
With some of this
Some of that
Some of every word she said

Oh I should be
A polar bear
But it's imposible

I wonder what the life of a polar bear is like <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/think.gif" alt="" />... Anyway, while we're at it, why not post some more lyrics?

We Love To by The Merry Thoughts

Suddenly the countdown starts it all
Call it likely
We love to
Suddenly the beat will force them all
Call it trendy
We love to
Red red lights to save us all
Call them useful
We love to
Sunset you watch from the shore
You love to
And i laugh too!

As safe as the car of the president is love
Call it safer
We love to
The violet man, he talks again - submit
And we
love to
Four letters that were heaven sent he says
Now laugh
You cry
I forgot the times my eyes went wet
No promises
and no regrets


And some might say I'm growing cold
Well, maybe I am sold to a dream
Some might trust you,
what you told
But anyway to me you're too
serene

Oh, love broke out and I forgot it's war
Being sirens
We love to
A swastika for everybody's heart
Embarrassed
We love those
Red red lights to save us all
Call them useful
We love to
Sunset you watch from the shore
You love to, love to, love to, love to

And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
A word to the living, to the late
We love to do the things we hate

Well, some might say I'm growing cold
Or maybe I am sold to a dream
Some might trust you
What you told
But anyway to me you're too
Serene

Perpetual ...
Perpetual ...

And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
And all gods people coming down
Doing things they love to do
A word to the living, to the late
We love to do the things we hate

More comeing I think... Some Siouxie and the Banshees lyrics. And maybe some Fields of the Nethilim lurics, who knows what the future holds in store (I believe no one, but that's because I believe in free will <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" />).

Übereil


Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.

Ambrose Bierce