Look at me,
New York City,
And bury me deep inside your heart.
A wicked game to the end,
Dark light loves you like I do.
Cyanide sun,
House of wolves,
Whatever gets you through the night.
Give me something -
A revolution perhaps...
Power to the People.
How do you sleep
With a soul on fire,
With Venus in your blood?
In my life
I hold on for you,
One last time.
Will you give me
Drowning lessons
On Cemetery Drive?
Out the blue,
Over skylines and turnstiles,
There's a resurrection of Love.
On Sunday, bloody Sunday,
Is the sacrament
Of Venus Doom.
Bless you, Woman -
Nobody told me
You'd join me in Death.
Death is in love with us
So don't close your heart,
Just play dead -
The vampires will never hurt you.
In the end
This is how I disappear.
Remember
The luck of the Irish -
Our #9 dream -
The hard times are over.
Wont you grow old with me?
We're sleepwalking past Hope
Creating a circle of fear
You know what they do to guys like us in prison -
I don't wanna face it!
Oh, my Love,
Disenchanted, you are here.
We're watching the wheels,
Sharing a razorblade kiss.
In Attica State,
I twist and shout,
Trying to break free of the
Steel and glass.
Through this fortress of tears
I see the ghost of you, Mother,
Walking down Dead Lover's Lane.
Vampire hearts bleed
With early sunsets over Monroeville.
You are the one, Mama,
So give me some truth.
Oh, our diabolical rapture
As we watch The Heartless
Come together
On the old dirt road.
Helena,
Please don't let it go,
Give Peace a chance.
John Sinclair,
Don't let me down.
In the night-side of Eden,
The blood's gone with the sin.
I don't love you -
This is Love's requiem.
Romance?
How if nobody loves you
When you're down and out?
The ballad of John and Yoko
Lies right here in my arms.
The face of God,
Teenagers,
Is close to the flame.
Angela,
Our Lady of Sorrows,
Your sweet kiss, kiss, kiss,
Is on borrowed time.
Oh, Jealous Guy
Don't be scared of yesterday -
It's not a fashion statement,
It's a Death wish.
I'm not gonna lose you tonight
Here on Passion's killing floor.
Stand by me as I
Put them in the cage
And hang 'em high.
It's so hard being
In love and lonely,
So I'm stepping out.
And Love said "No,
Poison Girl,
Now go to sleep."
"But," I argued "every man
Has a woman who loves him!"
Beautiful Boy,
Don't fear The Reaper -
We're as tight as blood relations
Hiding under the rose.
Darling Boy, I never told you what I do for a living.
Behind the crimson door,
Woman is the Nigger of the World -
Better off dead!
In real love,
There is heartache every moment.
We are all water,
And so we bleed well.
The Working Class Hero
Is going down on Love.
Yes, it's real...
