And when they split those atoms It's hotter than the sun Blood is a special substance They gonna pray for that man How many people do you think I am? Pretend that I'm somebody else Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out A medical chart on the wall Soft violence, hands touch your throat Everyone wants to explode
And I...we've come to take you home
- David Byrne
SOMNILOQUIES
As always, thanx to Saint Bazza for the CSS ~BarryGreenland
Thanx Mike. I still listen to the Sisters every week on the way to work. Good driving music. Until they finally score a record label for their newer material I have to settle for the Merry Thoughts. > [link] 4 out of 5 Goths can't tell the difference!
Hola Puppy, Brilliant as always my luv,...You some how always orchestrate such a powerful feeling and evoke so much emotion in all that you do...I hope those Manikins at work appreciate you....
Hey Lynette! Work is going good. With no-one but the manakins to keep an eye on me I've been outputting large prints of my work on the big Epsons at the office. It's all about the perks
4 out of 5 Goths can't tell the difference!