The Pond Son Of The Velvet Rat

there's a place where i go when i'm lonely - a place where the black reeds sway - & the sunshine can't touch my secrets - 'cause it's shady most of the day & if you see me sitting quietly - & still by

Velvet Son Maximilian Hecker

I came by to jingle in your armoury As you fought all the sounds in me At the time of escapades up in the mountains The sound of the bells embraced me I came by to tinkle in your garden As you taught all

Day At The Beach Son Of The Velvet Rat

a day at the beach ?

Firedancer Son Of The Velvet Rat

you can't be with the dead and the living - & make a bed in the middle of nowhere - try & bridge that gap in your dreams - in the long long night - the city's a permanent rumble - a subtle quake and a

Blue Ribbon Son Of The Velvet Rat

down a long flight of stairs to a place where the big fat lights don't shine - we'll light a big fat candle 'cause it's dark like a black hole in a coal mine - deep down in the belly of a ship that is

King Of Cool Son Of The Velvet Rat

if you seek love - it may not find you - he'd say crap like that - out of the blue - no ambition anymore - you'll be calm & sober - to the core & i wonder, would you make an effort - & i wonder, would

Guardian Angel Son Of The Velvet Rat

came across my guardian angel - on my way to the grocery store - she always comes up with some answers - that i've not been asking for i know she's always on my side - if she's got to take sides anyway

Captain's Daugther Son Of The Velvet Rat

see that strange ship slowly coming up the river see that strange ship pulling over for a spell though you're pretty sure you've never seen that kind of ship before the riverboat captain seems to know

Trapped Sunlight Son Of The Velvet Rat

the hills in the distance seem so near - it takes more than a lifetime to get there from here - life here is slow ?

Wheel Pond

It's the same shape as the teardrop starts to break She started sobbing in waves She's shaking wheel to wheel And the retarded man who's hiding food under his coat Running through the weeds of fall, so

Agatha Pond

The house sat empty fourteen years A wasted crystal chandelier The lungs still howled a breathless air And corporate dust of laughing lairs He checked them in, the straw and clay Of ninety years of day

Grinned Pond

Floating along as we came upon A corridor of trees, a covered ceiling Reading as we weaved through the tapestries of leaves Which thinned off to the ground and uncovering feelings As the veins of fall

FORGET Pond

decapitated kids I guess her finger slid mom's the shutterbug dad was the whip he'd slip cookie monster blue you can tell me by the untied shoes rabbit goes around the hole and through they come

Perfect Four Pond

Chalked out visioned dreams drawn out by tiny prophet hands Yet worn out by time gets to the problem that I am Roadside clover patch, searching for the luck I lack Catch my eye as I untwine, only to find

I Am A Jet Pilot Son Of The Velvet Rat

On my way up I see Planes tumbling down Sinking into the clouds Without making a sound I wonder why & as I look around I'm all alone But I'm a jet pilot I listen to the sound of my engine & not to song

European Son Velvet Underground

(Reed, Cale, Morrison, Tucker) You killed your European son You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your

Young Splendor Pond

Holding back the ending Till the sun comes back and slams our face dream Rhythm of our clothing Rubbing ashes in our room won't change things She was the edge of town She gonna rock this show She gonna

Sing For The Deaf Son Of The Velvet Rat

sing for the flowers - it smells like spring - cling to your tune - it's a weapon that sings - aim at the shadows 'til they go & disappear - they're weak & they're weary - & they know they don't belong

FILTERLESS Pond

yellowed brown stained fingertips caused by too many filterless she crushes the ashy end lifts the lid and drops it down in an urn she carries around her father resides her heavy foot is on the gas

FLAWED Pond

beautifully flawed truly a sight for sore eyes a lover of knots your favorite one was the cat's paw bound us into this lover's knot tangled and weaved till I can't move brandishing your bronze into

Velvet kent

My skin feels strange like there’s something underneath And it’s aching to be free Try to think of something else In my mind, imagination is running wild I try to shut my eyes Try to hide it with

Velvet Kent(켄트)

My skin feels strange like there\'s something underneath And it\'s aching to be free Try to think of something else In my mind, imagination is running wild I try to shut my eyes Try to hide it with

TWINS Pond

my twin she's my keep, wing tips of angels brush her hair when she's asleep sister she loves him, cradles her doll's head in her artificial limbs the light that made us made us twice my twin she's

Artificial pond Heiden Anne Park

Saith the preacher Vanity of Vanities!

Gone Pond

Look at you, you look so fine Wish you could know like my friends do How do you know, figured out in you Help this brain alive to feel, feel, feel It's holding you up, your hand's on the rail Locked out

ONE DAY IN THE FUTURE Pond

one day in the future I am sure that I will drownd waters close over my head the currents drag me down in this way I've sealed my fate by letting it be heard on that day I'll be sorry that I ever wrote

Phantom Song Son Of The Velvet Rat

A scorpio by my side A black sign moving Black are his eyes Black must be his soul Black as a martyr's face Color of coal Somebody smoked my paper-wings So I must fall A phantom in my bed-I'm not afraid

Leaving You Son Of The Velvet Rat

Can you see me I'm standing at the gate I call a friend & say I know it's late but You see I'm so confused I need a place to stay I hope he understands I'm on my way I'm leaving you & this is you Without

Tree Pond

Mama, Mama, I have fell Slipped into the wishing well Paid my price, I'm now in hell Bent your rope; it seems that I've fallen Look at the stars that cover day All the light has turned to grey I'd better

GREYHOUND Pond

eyebrows drawn on by pencils a cert chases her menthol I bet she melts like a candle when she's caught out in the rain damaged capillaries caused by to many greyhounds his porus grapefruit-like skin

Friends With God Son Of The Velvet Rat

i need a new rabbit - to pull out of my hat - all i've conjured up now - are roadkill & rats i try to be happy - i do the best i can - but things get in my way - every now & then god ?

Last Fight Velvet Revolver

(papayverte) Time feels like I've been back in jail Like when I was doing time in the can Spend all night on a bended knee Just to beg for something to believe Left home with a pack of clothes without

Hair Of the Dog Britny Fox

Red hot mama, velvet charmer. Times come to pay your dues. [Chorus] Now your messin' with a, a son of a bitch. Now your messin' with a son of a bitch.

Velvet The Big Pink

make sense, see her again I don't, know I felt it for some time, ever not at all Poison in my head, gun love hurts I'm not looking for love, but it's hard to resist I don't recall, me and mistakes She's the

Duck Pond Millencolin

They've got the burning flame, they sure achieve their aim. You know that's tough for me to see. Oh, how I wish I could do the same as them and go.

Velvet Fergie

alone But that could be changin' What you do to me Conjures up feelings I've never felt before And your company I adore So deliciously Gold and burgundy Sink into me I feel so warm I feel you I taste you the

European Son The Velvet Underground

You killed your European son You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene

The Last Fight Velvet Revolver

Time feels like I’ve been back in jail Like when I was doin\' time or even killed Spend all night on a bended knee Just to beg for something to believe Left home with a pack of clothes Without a

Foamy Pond

To the Rev.

Moth Wings Pond

Stepped on some moth wings I think I nearly broke a wing I never thought seagulls love But you should never give it up give it up Brought a kite to the site We aim to start the real deal we aim to start

UGLY Pond

anyone who's seen us they would agree I know you'll never be proud to be seen with me until I'm released from this skin I'm in I'll never let the sun touch my face again I know I am your handsome honey

Ocean (Live At The Matrix, San Francisco, CA / 1969) The Velvet Underground

Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the shore Here comes the ocean and the waves Dawn by the sea birthes a hollow hair Part of a figure head It nearly drive me crazy I am a lazy son My death would

Ocean The Velvet Underground

Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the shore Here comes the ocean and the waves Dawn by the sea birthes a hollow hair Part of a figure head It nearly drive me crazy I am a lazy son My death would

Hair Of The Dog Michael Schenker Group

taker, born faker I ain't so blind I can't see Red-hot mama Velvet charmer Time's come to pay your dues Now you're messin' with a A son of a bitch Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch Now you're messin

Spots Pond

Rain again, little red blood chains Running down the wall before it hangs Thinking over a page Time looks like the dust got caught, remained Ads are beat into the earth Sometimes I ponder what's worth

Filler Pond

Time on skin Seems there's really nothing you can do Never win, all comes down to angels, come to view Ease the pain, ease the pain, but still I wonder why What's to gain?

Giant Tortoise Pond

Dream to sleep out in the dark To dry the fragile heart Am I too young to retire Give up don't pull me alight

Rat Train

Not too smart, just out of school A teachers pet and modern fool Talked about being a freelance broker But the police caught him tryin to choke her Can't describe him in his corner Like a rat out

Swan Pond Julie Doiron

One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two, three One, two Swan pond, oh swan pond Who am I, you I am sure of Your sound is sweet, the mosquito sweep (?)

The Black Angel's Death Song The Velvet Underground

in the east Gone to choose And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.