list 43 of my favorite song lyrics

Dead I am the one, Exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dig through the ditches,
Burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Do it baby, Do it baby
Do it baby, Do it baby
Burn like an animal

Dead I am the life, dig into the skin
Knuckle crack the bone, 21 to win
Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Do it baby, Do it baby
Do it baby, Do it baby
Burn like an animal

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
Dragula

Sweet little words made for silence not talk
Young heart for love not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world

Kiss while your lips are still red
While he’s still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand’s still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they’re still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour’s never a wasted one
The violin, the poet’s hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care

Kiss while your lips are still red
While he’s still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand’s still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they’re still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

Kiss while your lips are still red
While he’s still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand’s still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they’re still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawnLove while the night still hides the withering dawn

When you were young
and your heart was an open book
You used to say live and let live
you know you did
you know you did
you know you did
But if this ever changin
in which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

What does it matter to ya
When ya got a job to do
Ya got to do it well
You got to give the other fella hell

You used to say live and let live
you know you did
you know you did
you know you did
But if this ever changin
in which we live in
Makes you give in and cry
Say live and let die
Live and let die

There’s something that I can’t quite explain
I’m so in love with you
You’ll never take that away
And if I’ve said it a hundred times before
Expect a thousand more
You’ll never take that away

So expect me to be
Calling you to see
If you’re okay when I’m not around
Asking if you love me
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile

[Chorus]
I will keep calling you to see
If you’re sleeping, are you dreaming
If you’re dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can’t believe you actually picked me

I thought that the world had lost it’s sway
(It’s so hard sometimes)
Then I fell in love with you
(Then came you)
And you took that away
It’s not so difficult
The world is not so difficult
You take away the old
Show me the new
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you
So while I’m on this phone
A hundred miles from home
I’ll take the words you gave me and send them back to you

I only want to see
If you’re okay when I’m not around
Asking if you love me
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile

[Chorus]

[Fill 1]
Amuse myself with pots of paint
Produce the demons within us
Pointless trials but don’t be late
Cause someone’s always pissed off

[Chord]
Disrespect me cause I’m ugly
Don’t give me your stupid pity

[Fill 2]
There are no hands to tell the town
Master of my destination
Your selfish hands invade this time
And break through all of my fences

[Chord]
Disrespect me cause I’m ugly
Don’t give me your stupid pity

[Fill 1]
Amuse myself with pots of paint
Produce the demons within us
Pointless trials but don’t be late
Cause someone’s always pissed off

[Chord]
Disrespect me cause I’m ugly
Don’t give me your stupid pity

[Chord]
Disrespect me cause I’m ugly
Don’t give me your stupid pity

Just hear me out
If it’s not perfect I’ll perfect it till my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
You wear me out
But it’s all right now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you’re mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it’s all right now
Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make up sex you’re givin me
Lets hash it out
Cause your bitchin and your yellin don’t mean anything
Don’t count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you’re carrying
You wear me out
But it’s all right now
Let’s go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you’re mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it’s alright now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you’re mad at me
Go home and get stoned
We could end up making love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you’re mad at me
You wear me out
(We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it’s all right now
(Cause the sex is so much better when you’re mad at me)
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned

I pass a sign on the post
It says “stuffed monkey lost”
I picture some sad face
As she twists with empty arms
And i understand cause i remember.
That october day you followed me home
And in a fit of innocence, i took you in
You were a passionate skeptic with a dimpled smile
You framed yourself so well
You were a perfect 8×10
And now i am alphabetizing my correspondence for some reason
And i’m guessing that’s just meaning
Keeping track
Of who i’ve been
You know time is just a grouchy vagrant slowly slouching past
And i’m sneezing at the dust from all the things that haven’t lasted
He’s laughing at me, time is laughing at me,
Cause in one of my piles, you suddenly just popped up
A letter full of ellipses, like our history, all chopped up
And it says you’re crying uncle
Well i was never out to pin you down
But i’m sputtering, i’m stuttering
Your words still blush me for a moment, now,
So i stick you at the back of my stacks where i file your face
In the brown box scribble-scrawled in black “things to fix, someday”.
Yeah, we’re wrapped in tissue paper in the attic of my mind
You and me
Like a bad homemovie,
Where the whites are sour green
And the family hovers over buttered popcorn
To fill in the details of each scene
And the tape stock in my brain sticks together
It feels so small and undignified of me to try and remember
You, jogging circles around the gas pump in september
Racing back to the car, giddy and spent
And we’re kissing, kissing hard
In front of the skinny full-service attendant, frowning
Or your arms in august full of firewood,
A wildflower tucked like a cigarette behind your ear
You’re some boy-girl fifties moviestar, in my feature now appearing
Or weeping on my collarbone and pounding on my chest
My half-broken heroine
My restless 8×10
Or that last day on the railroad tracks,
We were two little campers
We were swearing we’d write
But with the wryness of counselors
Who had watched this promise happen
Every last night
For years,
And of course we misplaced our pledges,
Folded starshaped in bookbag bottoms somewhere,
“will you remember?” “do you love her?”
Check here.
And i guess our stations changed or our volume faded
All i know is we left so different
Than we came into this,
These lifetimes choose the ones who will educate us
And i guess that’s how it always is.
So i buy a pack of marlboros like i never do
And i waste six matches lighting one and think of you
Under the stoplight of this brooklyn fulton street
My anger looks so red and cheap
It just crumples up and blows away
I’m rooted to the spot, surveying its fading
My 8×10 is fading
I pass a sign on the post,
It says “stuffed monkey lost”
And i picture some sad face as she twists
With empty arms and i understand,
Cause i remember
The day you followed me home.

some art’s just like a teacup,
when you’re looking for a beer
some art, some art, it scares you and some,
some art’s about the fear.
some art is a highbrow thing
some art’s about the eyebrow ring
some art’s about the tattoo
some art’s about the artist
and that art’s not meant for you:

but my art’s not made like that
my art’s not meant for that
no, my art’s not built like that
my art’s not dressed for that.

some art’s ecclesiastes,
some art’s about the sin
some art it seems just heavenly
and that’s great if it lets you in.
some art’s all multi-colored til it goes behind the scene
it comes out all multi-corporate
then it only comes in green:

but my art’s not made like that
my art’s not meant for that
my art’s not built like that
my art’s not dressed for that.

some art’s a one-hit wonder why
they think we’re deaf and dumb
it’s like the disciples at the last supper
if God fed ‘em bubble gum.
some art’s a pedigree whitewash,
a cryptic clean cover-up
my art don’t need no ivory badge to back up
what’s in its gut:

my art’s not made like that
my art’s not meant for that
no, my art’s not built like that
my art’s not dressed for that.

some art don’t care about you,
what you say or what you do
my art’s the Mona Lisa
and she’s looking straight at you.
my art wears the same clothes seven days a week
cause my art don’t seem to care about
what other people think.
some art’s real nice to look at,
some art’s all neat and clean
my art forgot her tampon
and she’s bleeding through her jeans.
my art forgot her tampon
and she’s bleeding through her jeans
yeah, my art don’t need no tampon
she’ll just bleed through your dreams:

my art’s just made like that
my art’s just meant for that
my art’s just built like that
yeah, my art’s just dressed for that
my art’s just made like that
my art’s just meant for that
my art’s just built like that
my heart’s just
built like that.

If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I’d want is you to be my sweet honey bee.
And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen
All I’d want is you to shade me and be my leaves

If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I’d want is you to be my sweet honey bee.
And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen
All I’d want is you to shade me and be my leaves

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were a river in the mountains tall,
The rumble of your water would be my call.
If you were the winter, I know I’d be the snow
Just as long as you were with me, when the cold winds blow.

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were a wink, I’d be a nod
If you were a seed, well I’d be a pod.
If you were the floor, I’d wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss, I know I’d be a hug

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were the wood, I’d be the fire.
If you were the love, I’d be the desire.
If you were a castle, I’d be your moat,
And if you were an ocean, I’d learn to float.

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

Caught up in this madness too blind to see
Woke animal feelings in me
Took over my sense and I lost control
I’ll taste your blood tonight

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Relax while you’re closing your eyes to me
So warm as I’m setting you free
With your arms by your side there’s no struggling
Pleasure’s all mine this time

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire perishing

We’ve all had a time where we’ve lost control
We’ve all had our time to grow
I’m hoping I’m wrong but I know I’m right
I’ll hunt again one night

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire perishing

Some live repressing their instinctive feelings
Protest the way we’re built don’t point the blame on me

Scream, scream, scream the way you would if I ravaged your body
Scream, scream, scream the way you would if I ravaged your mind

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire
Perishing