Well I live with snakes and lizards and other things that go bump in the night ‘Cuz to me everyday is Halloween I have given up hiding and started to fight I have started to fight Well any time, any place, anywhere that I go all the people seem to stop and stare they say ‘Why are you dressed like it’s Halloween?
Ozzy Osbourne with Type O Negative - “Pictures Of Matchstick Men”
When I look up to the sky I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning, tired, still yawning See your face come peeping through my window
Oh no, we gotta go, we’re not gonna live forever Why? Why? We gotta die. You know that we’ll be together Hey hey we gotta say, I could never be a savior I know that you’ll miss me, but I’m never never never comin’ home…
What powers you ask? I dunno how ‘bout the power of flight? That do anything for ya? That’s levitation, Holmes How ‘bout the power to kill a yak from 200 yards away With mind bullets, that’s telekinesis, Kyle How ‘bout the power….. to move you
aeronautics hacked, the spine of paragraphs prepare to indent, a coma that read: floating in a soundproof costume here comes the monolith brass knuckles for the hissie fit an abbreviation for the landing of fleets…incoming
position the stitches - like miles of torpedoes permission was hinted lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold