The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure
Ideal love a new purchase
A market of the senses
Dream of the perfect life
Economic circumstances
The body is good business
Sell out, maintain the interest
Remember Lot's wife
Renounce all sin and vice
Dream of the perfect life
This heaven gives me migraine
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure
Coercion of the senses
We are not so gullible
Our great expectations
A future for the good
Fornication makes you happy
No escape from society
Natural is not in it
Your relations are of power
We all have good intentions
But all with strings attached
Repackaged sex keeps your interest [Repeat: x6]
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure
Ideal love a new purchase
A market of the senses
Dream of the perfect life
Economic circumstances
The body is good business
Sell outs ? maintain the interest
Remember Lot's wife
Renounce all sin and vice
Dream of the perfect life
This heaven gives me migraine
This heaven gives me migraine
This heaven gives me migraine
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Giant
This song is by Sprout and appears on the album In the Can (1976) and on the live album My Home is the Valley (1994).
Cold wind on the crops and rain on the fields
Wet promise of winter brings curses to mind
There is fire in the blood and a frost on the corn
The giant will rise with the moon.
It was the same ancient fever in the seeds of the Blessed
That our fathers brought with them when they "went West"
It's the blood of the farmers that never will rest
The giant will rise with the moon.
So crash the glass down! move with the tide!
Young friends and old whiskey are burning inside.
Crash the glass down! Sing a mournful tune!
the giant will rise with the moon.
In inclement weather the people are crazed
Three thousand year stories as the night slips away
Remembering winter feels not far away
The giant will rise with the moon.
The wind's in the north, there be new moon tonight
And we have no circle to dance in it is sight
So light a torch, bring bring the bottle and build the fire bright
The giant will rise with the moon.
Radha is playing Holi with Shyam.
Smeared all over with colours and filled
with the nectar of love, she is in a prankish mood.
Running with a syringe after Krishna and
sprinkling on him coloured water, she laughs,
while Madhav with folded hands
is praying to her to be spared.
Aha. this sight of Holi indeed has
all the men and women and boys and girls
of Vrajaland swooning !
Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a great battle. -Philo of Alexandria
ahhhh... if only all our creativity in wickedness could be fixed by "Corrupt a Wish." - Linna Heartlistener
Steve:
La, la, la, la, lamp post This is fun.
La, la, la, la, lump in my oatmeal
Ed:
I think we're almost there. I just, I was thinking more sort of,
you know, loverly lilting words that start with "L." Like this...
La, la, la, la, laughter
Steve:
Uh-ha.
Ed:
La, la, la, la, lullaby
Steve:
I see.
Ed:
La, la, la, la, lollypop
Steve:
Ahhhhhh!
Ed:
La, la, la, la, lights in the sky.
Steve:
I got one. You are going to love this one!
Ed:
I love it already. Let's hear it.
Steve:
Here we go...
La, la, la, LINOLEUM!
Ed:
*Sighs*
Listen to me
'Cause, "L" is such a lovely letter
For words like "licorice" and "lace"
The letter "L" lights up your face
So why not la, la, la, la, laaaaaaaaaaaaah...
Steve:
La, la, la, la, laaaaaaah...
Both:
...with me!
[Fading...]
La, la, la, la, lemon
La, la, la, la, light bulb
La, la, la, la, lamp post
La, la, la, la, lump in my oatmeal