by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Maria Dimension

If God was egg, if six were nine... If time was never measured, only killed in pleasure gardens of our making. If we'd never taken anything, but only given... If we could forgive, forget and rearrange

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Maria Dimension

Billy was a car crash - all he ever knew was pain. Lived a milli-milli- milli-second; never born again. Though no one saw him coming, plenty witnessed his remains - laid a wreath yet they never knew h

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Maria Dimension

Billy was a car crash - all he ever knew was pain. Lived a milli-milli- milli-second; never born again. Though no one saw him coming, plenty witnessed his remains - laid a wreath yet they never knew h

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Crushed Velvet Apocalypse

Silent as the final hour heralding a quake, we cut the wire . . . We slipped the guard, sprayed "LOVE" across the barricades. As searchlights swooped and froze and failed to isolate a trace of life ou

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

Under the table and down in the pit with out plastic potatoes and Joe-Joe the dove on the spit. On the spoons you made rhythm; I whistled the blues cos my throats been misused and my voice is a crack

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

Under the table and down in the pit with out plastic potatoes and Joe-Joe the dove on the spit. On the spoons you made rhythm; I whistled the blues cos my throats been misused and my voice is a crack

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Maria Dimension

Billy was a car crash - all he ever knew was pain. Lived a milli-milli- milli-second; never born again. Though no one saw him coming, plenty witnessed his remains - laid a wreath yet they never knew h

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Crushed Velvet Apocalypse

Weeping like the ghost of winter, we watch our tears kiss ash and turn to steam. We walk on hot coals where a stream meandered. Tarred and tanned. We flex and count the tumours on our hands--spreading

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Asylum

Madman! He squats on my shoulder with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise, annoys, destroys his toys and tries to fix them. But his world is made of powder taken neatly with a straw, and though he kn

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

she sit before the mirror, hanging mirrors on her ears and spreads the spraypaint on the haystack that she calls her hair. She fills a crack, prepares her nails like blood-dipped spears (they're dripp

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

she sit before the mirror, hanging mirrors on her ears and spreads the spraypaint on the haystack that she calls her hair. She fills a crack, prepares her nails like blood-dipped spears (they're dripp

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Island of Jewels

In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed, blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. The g

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Asylum

I'll be your slave, maybe you'll be my priestess. I'd live in a cave and we'd meet where all eyes are turned away. Where we can lay, where we can play... and forget the storm. Will you weep while I sl

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

In the street, they're digging holes and in the sinks they're swilling coal-tar, baby. Feathers stuck on poles. They're waiting for the gas man (Goo-goo- ga-chew!) Tube train claims its fifteenth vict

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Island of Jewels

In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed, blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. The g

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Asylum

Madman! He squats on my shoulder with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise, annoys, destroys his toys and tries to fix them. But his world is made of powder taken neatly with a straw, and though he kn

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

Under the table and down in the pit with out plastic potatoes and Joe-Joe the dove on the spit. On the spoons you made rhythm; I whistled the blues cos my throats been misused and my voice is a crack

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album The Golden Age

she sit before the mirror, hanging mirrors on her ears and spreads the spraypaint on the haystack that she calls her hair. She fills a crack, prepares her nails like blood-dipped spears (they're dripp

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Asylum

I'll be your slave, maybe you'll be my priestess. I'd live in a cave and we'd meet where all eyes are turned away. Where we can lay, where we can play... and forget the storm. Will you weep while I sl

by The Legendary Pink Dots on album Asylum

I'll be your slave, maybe you'll be my priestess. I'd live in a cave and we'd meet where all eyes are turned away. Where we can lay, where we can play... and forget the storm. Will you weep while I sl