Lacey things, the wife is missing. Didn’t ask, for her permission I’m wearing her clothes, her silk panty hose. Walking around in women’s underwear.
In the store, there’s a teddy. With little straps, like spaghetti. It holds me so tight, like handcuffs at night. Walking around in womens underwear
In the office there’s a guy named Melvin. He pretends that I am Murphy Brown. He’ll say “Are you ready?” I’ll say, “Woah man! Let’s wait until the wife is out of town.” Later on, if you wanna, We can dress, like Madonna. Put on some eye shade, and join the parade. Walking around in women’s underwear.
Lacey things, missing. Didn’t ask, permission. Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose. Walking around in women’s underwear. Walking around in women’s underwear. Walking around in women’s underwear……”
Out of balance and you fell into the ocean again My heart was sinking when I saw you didn’t know how to swim Tried to pull you out, you said, “Just let me drown” You won’t let go of all the things that bring you down Then I jumped into the water, darkness covered my head You pulled me down into the deep, I tried to give you my breath But you didn’t care I touched your face and said “I’ve got to let you go, I’m running out of air” Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Took off my cape, this superhero will not save you again You are the one who wears a mask, you are the one who pretends That you don’t need my help Now I’ve got nothing left Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Tried to give you my breath, but I’ve got nothing left Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore Ooh, I can finally see You don’t give a fuck about me What was I fighting for? I guess I’ll never know Can’t do this anymore I’m swimming for the shore
My 2 cents –
I heard this song recently and it really resonates. I so often give until I have nothing left…then I feel guilty about walking away.
They’re creepy and they’re kooky Mysterious and spooky They’re all together ooky The Addams family Their house is a museum When people come to see ’em They really are a screaming The Addams family Neat Sweet Petite So, put a witch’s shawl on A broomstick you can crawl on We’re gonna play a call on The Addams family They’re creepy and they’re kooky Mysterious and spooky They’re all together ooky The Addams family Strange Deranged The Addams family
My 2 cents –
Continuing the theme …Fun & Spooky. And I have to admit ending on a high note imho.
Superstition, fear, and jealousy 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 and 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, twenty-one 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
Alright, everybody sit down, quiet down, listen up I brought you all here to recite the annual obituaries Like every year we start with A and end with Z Alright, is the band ready? Ready Alright, hit it Boyles One, and a two
A is for Amber who drowned in a pool B is for Billy who was eaten by ghouls C is for Curt with disease in the brain D is for Daniel derailed on a train E is for Eric who is buried alive F is for Frank who was stabbed through the eye G is for Greg who died in the womb H is for Heather who was sealed in a tomb
One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number’s up We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away in your resting place Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down
I is for Isaac who lost his front brakes J is for Johnny, was bitten by snakes K is for Kimmy who was shot in the head L is for Larry who bled and bled M is for Marie who was burned to a crisp N is for Nick who was pummeled by fists O is for Olive who lived life too fast P is for Pat who swallowed some glass
One by one we bite the dust Kick the bucket and begin to rust Give up the ghost when your number’s up We all fall down
Ashes to ashes, bones to paste You wither away in your resting place Eternity in a wooden case We all fall down
Q is for Quentin who took the wrong trail R is for Raina who rotted in jail S is for Stevie who was shot by a bow T is for Tory who froze in the snow U is for Urich who was trampled by hooves V is for Vanessa who fell off a roof W is for Will who was hit by a car X is for Xavier who sunk in the tar Y is Yessy who fell from a plane Z is for Zack who simply went Insane
Spooky, scary skeletons Send shivers down your spine Shrieking skulls will shock your soul Seal your doom tonight Spooky, scary skeletons Speak with such a screech You’ll shake and shudder in surprise When you hear these zombies shriek We’re sorry skeletons, you’re so misunderstood You only want to socialize, but I don’t think we should ‘Cause spooky, scary skeletons Shout startling, shrilly screams They’ll sneak from their sarcophagus And just won’t leave you be Spirits supernatural are shy what’s all the fuss? But bags of bones seem so unsafe, it’s semi-serious Spooky, scary skeletons Are silly all the same They’ll smile and scrabble slowly by And drive you so insane Sticks and stones will break your bones They seldom let you snooze Spooky, scary skeletons Will wake you with a boo!
My 2 cents –
So I love all things spooky. This month allows me to share the fun songs.
Boys and girls of every age Wouldn’t you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat ’til the neighbors gonna die of fright It’s our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red I am the one hiding under your stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween, Halloween Halloween, Halloween In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song In this town, don’t we love it now? Everybody’s waiting for the next surprise ‘Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something’s waiting now to pounce and how you’ll scream This is Halloween, red and black, slimy green Aren’t you scared? Well, that’s just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night Everybody scream, everybody scream In our town of Halloween I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace I am the who when you call, “Who’s there?” I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween, Halloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween Tender lumplings everywhere Life’s no fun without a good scare That’s our job, but we’re not mean In our town of Halloween In this town, don’t we love it now? Everybody is waiting for the next surprise Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream Won’t you please make way for a very special guy Our man Jack is king of the Pumpkin Patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now This is Halloween, this is Halloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween ‘Alloween, ‘alloween In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
My 2 cents –
Okay I will admit that I knew that today’s song had to be This Is Halloween…but I didn’t expect to find this version. I was so excited to see such a fun version.
I’m staring out into the night Tryin’ to hide the pain I’m going to the place where love And feeling good don’t ever cost a thing And the pain you feel’s a different kind of pain Well, I’m going home Back to the place where I belong And where your love has always been enough for me I’m not running from No, I think you got me all wrong I don’t regret this life I chose for me But these places and these faces are getting old So I’m going home Well, I’m going home The miles are getting longer, it seems The closer I get to you I’ve not always been the best man or friend for you But your love remains true, and I don’t know why You always seem to give me another try So I’m going home Back to the place where I belong And where your love has always been enough for me I’m not running from No, I think you got me all wrong I don’t regret this life I chose for me But these places and these faces are getting old Be careful what you wish for ‘Cause you just might get it all You just might get it all And then some you don’t want Be careful what you wish for ‘Cause you just might get it all You just might get it all, yeah Well, I’m going home Back to the place where I belong And where your love has always been enough for me I’m not running from No, I think you got me all wrong I don’t regret this life I chose for me But these places and these faces are getting old I said these places and these faces are getting old So I’m going home I’m going home
My 2 cents –
I didn’t get the week scheduled. So when I was trying to choose the song I would speak about the poem. Some times home is such a subjective thing .
Pattimouse 