Did you ever think when you eat Chinese, It ain?t pork or chicken but a fat siamese? Yet the food tastes great, so you don?t complain. But that?s not
Me boiler's walking down the street High heels, lips of my beauty queen When I look her in the eyes I never tell no lies No, no, na, na, no Life took
I write, fingers cut same blood as yours Can't make it flow but I know A stunted way to grow and I scream And the kettle screams, "I'm so sick of it
corner curt mindless morally is bankrupt here fitting nicely staying as it once was a blissful sensation the head tripping cave in to feel the head shaken
My deep aversions, building for years Smoldering contempt internally burns Dark introspection, memories of scorn Every slight an element of my simmering
Looks like I'm 'a do everything myself Maybe I could use some help But hell, you want something done right You gotta do it yourself Maybe life is up
Drowning here in summer?s cauldron under mats of flower lava Please don?t pull me out, this is how I would want to go Breathing in the boiling butter,
Dark angel of Chaos Cthulu comes Bringer of evil The Black Cauldron Dead placed in the Cauldron Re-animate Doorway to Hades The Old Ones' gate The Old
Everything you try to do Always seems to turn to shit Every plan and stupid scheme Can't you just give up and quit Take it away Just take it away So
Take a pinch of white man Wrap him up in black skin Add a touch of blue blood And a little bitty-bit of red indian boy.. Curly, black and kinky Oriental
(Dolly Parton) Well I remember when I was just little Mama used to cook on an old black kettle On an old wood stove she'd had since she was wed Well
I turn on the tap and run some water Flick a little switch on the wall I'm hoping you remember what I taught ya Hoping you remember me at all I'm strong
(McNabb) There's something happening in the cauldron of love, We eagerly wait to feel the labours of love, On the shallow river, we were hatching schemes
In the city there is something to see In the city there is nothing to breathe I'm goin' 'bout my business I'm wondering what I'm missing and And on my
My cat's name is Maceo He's a little man in a cat's body Well, he yawns just like I do He's convinced, I won't eat him I think, he thinks that I'm his
What makes a kettle whistle? What makes gold precious? How come some people They'll show you everything? How come some people They don't like nothing
Wish I was ocean size They cannot move you No one tries No one pulls you Out from your hole Like a tooth aching a jawbone I was made with a heart of
Man ain't meant to work come on build a machine So we can sleep and make love deeper Later we can dance or we can drink Man ain't meant to work come