We cower in our shelters
With our hands over our ears
Lloyd-Webber’s awful stuff runs for years and years and years
An earthquake hits the theatre
But the operetta lingers
Then the piano lid comes down
And breaks his fucking fingers
It’s a miracle.

Amused to Death - It’s a miracle

Don't you wanna end up with this mister?
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones
Say it darling
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey
From the automatic lover's store
To the first floor of your backroom door
From the spin-spin of the fickle swirl
In a freak-freak dance of the showroom girl
From the window of the red lit shop
To the hop-hop of the fluid swap
To the bang-bang when the wallet's gone
And the run-run when the heat is on

Theatre Of Tragedy Automatic Lover

Origin Stavanger, Norway Genre(s) Earlier works:Gothic metal,Doom metal Later works:Industrial metal,Electro-pop Years active 1992 – present

Please could you stay awhile to share my grief
For its such a lovely day
To have to always feel this way
And the time that I will suffer less
Is when I never have to wake

PORTISHEAD - WANDERING STAR

This holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in...
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.

Lateralus - Parabola

Shit and scum. Fucking pigs everywhere
Harassing me but I don't fucking care
I'm not free. They're always tying me down
Taking me. Taking me down town

Bitches. Yeah, I fucked my share
And their mothers cuz I don't care
Say you will. Say you won't. Say you will
Taking shit. You want it up the hilt
Always feeling sick and always drunk
Raining at last, thank christ you cunt
Do me now with your heroin chic
Say nothing more. Do not fucking speak

34.788%... Complete - Heroin Chic

Are you such a dreamer?
To put the world to rights?
I'll stay home forever
Where two & two always makes up five
I'll lay down the tracksSandbag
& hideJanuary has April's showers
Andtwo & two alwaysmakes up five

RadioHead/2x2=5

"Ladies and Gentlemen"
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom's not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to scum and base and
Married to the pain

Mobscene / Marilyn Manson / Golden Age

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

A Perfect Circle - Imagine

Deep inside the silence
Staring out upon the sea
The waves are washing over
Half forgotten memory

I swear I never knew
How it couldn't be
All the waves are washing over all that hurts inside of me


A Fine Day to Exit - Temporary Peace