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Four Rusted Horses

Who'll ride this dying carousel?
Four rusting horses strangled by their own rope
What children love a singing wheel
Now that their tight hearts it broke?
That their tight hearts it broke
 
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
 
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
I must've missed the signs that said it was a fire sale
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
I must've missed the signs that said it was a fire sale
 
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
 
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
 
I can see my coffin shining through my tinted window
I must've missed the signs that said it was a fire sale
I can see my coffin shining through my tinted window
I must've missed the signs that said it was a fire sale
 
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
 
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
 
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in Heaven and useless in Hell
 
Who'll ride this dying carousel?
Four rusted horses strangled by their own rope
What children love a singing wheel
Now that their tight hearts it broke?
 
That their tight hearts it broke
Now that their tight hearts it broke
 

Sun in my mouth

I will wade out
Till my thighs are steeped
In burning flowers
 
I will take the Sun in my mouth
And leap into the ripe air
Alive with closed eyes
To dash against darkness
In the sleeping curves of my body
 
I shall enter fingers
Of smooth mastery
With chasteness of sea-girls
Will I complete the mystery
Of my flesh
Will I complete the mystery
Of my flesh
My flesh
 

Hot and Cold

Oh yeah!
Look out!
Oh yeah!
 
Hey, what's your name?
Yeah, we're both thinking the same thing
Well, now let the games begin
Let me introduce you to pleasure
I will seduce you my treasure
You know you'll ask me for more and more
But honey, don't you know just what you've got in store
 
Well, if it's too hot, you're too cold
If it's too loud, you're too old
Baby, let go of what you can't hold
Baby, you're too hot and cold
 
What color is my heart
Can it be torn apart?
Don't turn your back on me
Because baby can't you guess by now
You're going to be in misery
 
Well, if it's too hot, you're too cold
If it's too loud, you're too old
Baby, let go of what you can't hold
Baby, you're too hot and cold
 
Baby, you're cold!
Ow!
Dig this!
Yeah-yeah!
I've got the power any hour
Baby feel my tower of power!
 
Well, if it's too hot, you're too cold
If it's too loud, you're too old
Baby, let go of what you can't hold
If it's too hot you're cold
Too hot (too hot)
Baby it's uh, too cold (too cold)
Make up your mind (too hot) yeah!
Too hot, too cold
H-hot, look out!
Too hot (too hot)
Too hot baby (too cold)
You're much too cold
Make up your mind (too hot)
Too hot, too cold
H-hot, h-hot, yeah!
Too hot (too hot)
Too hot (too cold)
Make up your mind (too hot)
Too hot (too hot)
Too hot (too cold)
 

At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning

At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning
the pages of the sultan's private book woven with naked slaves, whipping
time to shreds.
 
In a division of labor, bushy commanders and dreamy slaves join, tearing to
pieces during the riotous orgies, the pages of the Koran, revealing their
reveries.
 
A mistiness after the rain, hammered with pain.
 
He dreams a crooked spell, a diagonal, so so paradise.
 
Found out, the commander's tunic is ripped off, his gold epaulets are
ripped off. His slaves escape giggling.
 
Now, a bag man, accosting and being teased by foundlings.