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DITCH THAT BITCH

The Dream - Ditch That (2007)
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Amour la Nuit

mais tu sais que je suis un chat,
un petit chat noir, noir comme la nuit qui écoute tout le mots que tu chante,
des chansons qui sont ma raison d’être...

Just the break of it all.
The living legend.
The power of delight.
Refine those powertabs.
Feed the feat.
Boggie through the night,
with undulating sickness and blue juice kisses.

Its a feeding frenzy, at the top of the night.

FIKY FIKY FIKY

MADE MEN

MANCHESTER IN THE HOUSE

PLEASURE PRESSURE POINT

I WANT YOU TO FOLLOW

TAKE HOLD OF MY HAND

I WILL FIND A DARK SPOT

FOR A ONE NIGHT STAND

THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED

YOU DONT KNOW MY NAME

I STOOD CLOSE BESIDE YOU

AND WHISPERED LETS PLAY

BLACK STRAPS ON YOUR SHOULDER

SLIP OVER MY HAND

A SMILE IN THE DARKNESS

TWO PEOPLE A PLAN

I KNOW WHAT YOUR THINKING

I SEE ON YOUR LIPS

I KNEEL DOWN YOUR FRONT

AND RISE UP ON YOUR HIPS

NIGHTWATCH

I, stay home.
I, wait.
For, Your, Return.
A black cloak, inside out.

Where do you go, when the people asleep
have a dream of a life and a love they can keep?

Do you fly?
Do you bite?
Something here of the Night.

Do you watch?
Do you wait?
Are you plotting my fate?

BLOOD AMUSEMENT

Petulia on fire in a cobra hissing pet garden.Ground so hot you have to jump to safety,only when the wood burns will the mask ever smile.To many people and too much water and not enough of the right kind of leaves.The sheltering kind,like a mothers hug.A holiday inside the warmth of a pair of arms.
Sweating blood with a little of what i came for to do.Sandy steps,fallen arches,singing maidens,the chop and swing of sycle on long grass.
Moto-guzzle,there is food on the lawn for you all.
BUT,dont touch it.I will have your hands removed and take your brains out for purposes of my
own amusement.