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2003-06-05 9:53 AM Sweet Dreams Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Tori Amos Read/Post Comments (0) "lie, lie, lies ev'rywhere," said the father to the son
your peppermint breath gonna choke 'em to death, daddy watch your little black sheep run he got a knives in his back ev'ry time he opens up you say, "he got be strong if he wanna be a man" mister i don't know how you can have sweet dreams, sweet dreams land, land of liberty we're run by a constipated man when you live in the past you refuse to see when your daughter come home nine months pregnant with five billion points of light gonna shine 'em on the face of your friends they got the earth in a sling they got world on her knees they even got your zipper between their teeth sweet dreams, sweet dreams you say, you say, you say that you have 'em i say that you're a liar sweet dreams, sweet dreams go on, go on, go on and dream your house is on fire come along now well, well, summer wind been catching up with me "elephant mind, missy you don't have you forgettin' to fly, darlin', when you sleep" i got a hazy, lazy susan takin turns all over my dreams i got lizards and snakes runnin' through my body. funny how they all have my face sweet dreams, sweet dreams Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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