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brendon urie lead vocals/guitar/piano
ryan ross guitar/vocals
spencer smith drums
jon walker bass/vocals

It's Almost Halloween

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

I’m carving pumpkins
It’s almost Halloween
And all my friends are wondering
What they’re gonna be

The Monster Mash is playing
You’re moving to the beat
And now we’re gonna teach you
To do the Trick-or-Treat

Everybody scream
Everybody scream
It’s almost Halloween
Do the Trick-or-Treat
Do the Trick-or-Treat
It’s almost Halloween
Everybody scream

There’s a devil in the corner
In candy apple red
Dressed up like a fire
Burning through my head

I got a little closer
And offered her a drink
She took me to the grave yard
And we did the Trick-or-Treat

Everybody scream
Everybody scream
It’s only Halloween
Do the Trick-or-Treat
Do the Trick-or-Treat
It’s only Halloween
Everybody scream

Before I learned her name
We were already asleep
When I woke up in my coffin
She was nowhere to be seen

Was it all a dream?
Who could I believe?
It can’t be what it seems
It was only Halloween
What does it all mean?

Everybody scream
Everybody scream
It was Halloween
Do the Trick-or-Treat
Do the Trick-or-Treat
It was only Halloween

Everybody scream
Everybody scream
It was Halloween
Do the Trick-or-Treat
Do the Trick-or-Treat
It was only Halloween
Everybody scream

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The Exit

Artist: Forgive Durden
Album: Razia's Shadow: A Musical (2008)

Characters:
Adakias .... Thomas Dutton (Forgive Durden)
Sangara .... Dan Young (This Providence)
Pallis .... Brendon Urie (Panic At The Disco)
Princess Anhura .... Greta Salpeter (The Hush Sound)
Narration .... Aaron Weiss (mewithoutYou)

ADAKIAS
Look at all that which surrounds me
I’m supposed to call this home?
The Dark has become so overwhelming,
So why don’t I just go?

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLK
Why can’t you be more like your brother?
Together you would rule the throne,
The evil and darkness would grow
This kingdom needs you!

ADAKIAS
“Why can’t you be more like Pallis?” they always ask
Could this feeling deep in me be the prophecy?
As a child I heard such wonderful stories
Of The Lamps, and The Oracle, and Holy The Sea

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLK
Silly boy, you speak of fiction
Silly boy, you can’t just leave everything
For some fairy-tale ending, myth or legend

ADAKIAS
O, what’s the use?
Well, maybe they’re right
What’s the point of dreaming if it can never materialize?

Townsfolk are ashamed
Why can’t I live up to my family name?
Well it’s not me that you see,
It’s just my pedigree

SANGARA & TOWNSFOLK
You’re a reckless and romantic rogue
Your head is in the clouds
You’ll be chained here all your life,
Shackled to the ground
You’re not the chosen one!

ADAKIAS
Don’t you ever dream of some place better?
Or a life that’s greater?
Don’t you ever feel like you’ve been
Destined for something bigger than your skin?

PALLIS
You are so foolish
The Dark has been your home
If you elope, I’ll hunt you down
Through suffering you’ll atone

ADAKIAS
Dear Pallis, you’re my brother
You’ve loved and watched over me
But there’s something bigger at stake
My purpose is this journey

PALLIS
Brother, you are shortsighted
Naïve and starry-eyed
You are not the chosen one
This will be your demise

ADAKIAS
Brother, I can’t help this feeling
My heart tells me to run
You were meant to rule the Dark
I was meant to see the sun

Don’t you ever dream of some place better,
Where the lights shine brighter?
Don’t you ever feel like you’ve been
Destined for something bigger than your skin?
I think I’ll just go

NARRATION
Adakias, tired of fiction and bound by his ambition, left his home for the city of Light. Disguised as a citizen, his identity was hidden within a city that sat glistening. He was eager for this new life. He contemplated, and hated, why had he waited so long? To flee his home, forever shaded, where the jaded were never wrong. He took a deep breath, he was finally gone. His hope was left strong that a meaning would be found that had kept him withdrawn. His stare had caught a light, and he fell for the sight. Her name was Princess Anhura and she suffered from the same strife. And, like Adakias, she spent most of her time dreaming of a different life.

PRINCESS ANHURA
Don’t you ever feel like you’ve been
Destined for something bigger than your skin?

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The End and The Beginning

Artist: Forgive Durden
Album: Razia's Shadow: A Musical (2008)

Characters:
Adakias .... Thomas Dutton (Forgive Durden)
Pallis .... Brendon Urie (Panic At The Disco)
Princess Anhura .... Greta Salpeter (The Hush Sound)
Narration .... Aaron Weiss (mewithoutYou)
PALLIS
I’ve been tracing your steps,
Along with your dainty, exquisite guest
Across mountain land and serpentining seas,
These two have been on quite an odyssey

But you’re a fool
To think this princess
Could ever really love a couple of poor boys like us
She requires riches recherché,
Riding with rodomontading roués

ADAKIAS
Casanovas have been charmed with chiffons, so chichi
Chased her with their conceited coteries

PRINCESS ANHURA
Maharajahs have magniloquently mouthed
Their love for me through their menageries

ADAKIAS
She’s been propositioned, propounded by every pompous prince
Given panniers of peerless pears and plums, polished

PRINCESS ANHURA
I’ve been seduced with shimmering, sparkling stones
Squired by suitors to sizable chateaus

ADAKIAS
And I’m the one she chose

PALLIS
I understand how you can love a man of truth,
So why don’t you just ask him where he spent his youth?
Oh, look at her face
She really doesn’t see that
You are from the Dark
And you’ve been lying through your teeth

ADAKIAS
Anhura, please listen
I really can explain
I meant to tell you sooner,
It’s been gnawing at my brain
Now you know the truth,
But that knowledge shouldn’t change
The nature of our love
We’ve broken through the chains

PALLIS
I’m sure that she would care to hear your acumen,
As to how your presence is the reason she is sick
But I suppose it’s in vain,
Since her life is ending,
When I thrust this blade into her heart-a-thumping

ADAKIAS
Brother, no!

PALLIS
Brother, what have I done?
My blade has pierced your side
This was never my intent
O, God, please stay alive

ADAKIAS
Dear Pallis, you’re my brother
You’ve tried to protect me,
But you dagger’s edge finding my flesh,
It truly was my destiny

PALLIS
Brother, I was shortsighted
I ignored your cries
You really are the chosen one,
The calculated sacrifice

ADAKIAS
Please listen to my last words
Before I fade away
This is my gift to you
“Live for your love every day”

PALLIS
Please don’t let your tired heart stop beating
You’re bleeding
Just keep breathing

ADAKIAS
You will take care of this spinning sphere
I’ll disappear and see you in the mirror

ADAKIAS, PALLIS & PRINCESS ANHURA
Place your hand on mine
One last time
And kiss me goodbye
Take the love inside my mind
Before I die

Place your hand on mine
One last time
And kiss me goodbye
Take the love inside my mind

ADAKIAS
Before I die
Please don’t cry

NARRATION
The mountains seceded. The Light and Dark depleted. We lost Adakias, but regained our science. Our world was finally reunited. So this is my cue of where to leave you. Now it’s your story to retell and pass on, because an idea is only relevant if it’s being thought upon. So remember, never surrender, because the unrelenting constancy of love and hope will rescue and restore you from any scope.

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This Is Halloween

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Lyrics/Music by: Danny Elfman
Album: The Nightmare Before Christmas - Special Edition (2006)

Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright
It's our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under yours stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song
In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise
Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can
Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll...

Scream! This is Halloween
Red 'n' black, slimy green
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream! Everybody scream!
In our town of Halloween!

I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace
I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moonlit night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumpings everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare
That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Halloween

In this town
Don't we love it now?
Everyone’s waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everybody scream
Won’t ya please make way for a very special guy
Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La lala la, la la la la…

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Behind The Sea

A daydream spills from my corked head
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left to nod over sleeping waves
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candle swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds

The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun, behind the sea
They sang, so our matching legs are marching clocks
And we’re all too small to talk to God
Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to God

Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
To us from the dock
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk
Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters

Don't you know, don't you know
That those watermelon smiles
Just can’t ripen underwater?
Just can’t ripen underwater?

The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun, behind the sea
They sang, so our matching legs are marching clocks
And we’re all too small to talk to God
Yeah, we’re all too smart to talk to God
Oh, we’re all too smart to talk to God

Ooohhh

Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs
Waves of wooden legs

Ooohhh

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The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know

I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair

If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course

She's the smoke
She's dancing fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end
Of my tragic cigarette

She's steam
Laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Ballet

Everything's gone missing
I've lost more songs to floods
I can't prove this makes any sense
But I sure hope that it does

Perhaps
I was born with curiosity
The likes of those of old crows
The likes of those of old crows

And oh, how the piano knows
The piano knows something I don't know

I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere
My hair, my hair

If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf
Of course, of course, of course
Of course, of course, of course
Of course, of course, of course
Of course

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* again, sorry about the alternate version, but youtube really does suck at supplying my needs for music audio! i mean common, who doesn't want to listen to pretty. odd.? So if you want to hear the real version, try going to playlist.com :]

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Pas De Cheval

Oh
Little did she know
Couldn't let me go
Already a part of her

So often do I meet
People in between
That just can't get a hold of it

So we'll just sing it for them
Yeah, we'll just sing it for them
(Just can't get a hold of it)
So we'll just sing it for them
Yeah, we'll just sing it

It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened
Imagine knowing me
It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine
But you'll never know until you're there
No, you'll never know until you're there

Slow
Leave walking to the world
Give your feet a chance
They'll do all the thinking

Toast high until they find
Less pathetic wine
Until they get a better blend

Then we'll just drink it for them
Yeah, we'll just drink it for them
(Until they get a better wine)
So we'll just drink it for them
Yeah, we'll just drink it

It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened
Imagine knowing me
It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine
But you'll never know until you're there
No, you'll never know until you're there

It's the greatest thing that's yet to have happened
Imagine knowing me
It's the greatest thing you'd ever imagine
But you'll never know until you're there
No, you'll never know until you're there
No, you'll never know until you're there

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When The Day Met The Night

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer
(Summer)

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night

So he said, "Would it be alright,
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"

So she said, "that's ok,
As long as you can make a promise not to break
My little heart or leave me all alone
In the summer"

Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around and he fell in love

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

Summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer
Summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer
Summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of summer
Summer, summer, summer, summer
The middle of...

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Northern Downpour

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

The ink is running toward the page
It's chasing off the days
Look back at boat feet
And that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches
Call it home

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

Sugarcane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely

Sugarcane in the easy morning
(Hey moon, hey moon)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Hey moon, hey moon)

Sugarcane in the easy morning
(Hey moon, hey moon)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Hey moon, hey moon)

Sugarcane in the easy morning
(Hey moon, please forget to fall down)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Hey moon, don't you go down)

Sugarcane in the easy morning
(You are at the top of my lungs)
Weathervanes my one and lonely
(Drawn to the ones who never yawn)

(Sugarcane in the easy morning)
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
(Weathervanes my one and lonely)
Hey moon, don't you go down

(Sugarcane in the easy morning)

You are at the top of my lungs
Drawn to the ones who never yawn

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I Have Friends In Holy Spaces

You remind me of a former love that I once knew
And you carry a little piece with you
We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street
It's fine with me, I'm just taking in the scenery

You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends on what you qualify as friends
You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends on what you qualify as friends

Take a chance, take your shoes off, dance in the rain
Yeah, we're splashing around and the news spread all over town
I'm not complaining that it's raining
I'm just saying that I'd like it a lot more than you think
If the sun would come out and sing with me

You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends on what you qualify as friends
You remind me of a few of my famous friends
Well, that all depends on what you qualify as friends

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That Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed)

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd
Little deaths in musical beds
So it seems I'm someone I've never met

You will only hear these elegant crimes
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth

And everybody gets there, everybody gets there
And everybody gets their way
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her
Now I'm the only one to blame

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say
Things have changed for me, and that's okay

I want to go where everyone goes
I want to know what everyone knows
I want to go where everyone feels the same

I never said I'd leave the city
I never said I'd leave this town
A falling out we won't tiptoe about

And everybody gets there, everybody gets there
And everybody gets their way
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her
Now I'm the only one to blame

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I feel the same, and I say

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I feel the same, and I say

(Oh well, things have changed for me
Come on everybody let's dance and sing
I'm singing it all night long
Come on everybody and join the fun)

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I feel the same, and I say

(I'm sayin'
Well, things have changed for me
Come on everyone let's dance and sing
I'm singing it all night long
Come on everybody and sing along)

Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I'm on my way, and I say

Things have changed for me

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Do You Know What I'm Seeing?

Clouds are marching along
Singing a song, just like they do
If the clouds were singing a song
I'd sing along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do
Oh, if you just knew
What would they do?

And if the birds are just hollow words
Flying along, singing a song
What would they do?
If they just knew what they could do
Oh, if they just knew

I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
No, it never gave a damn about me

I know it's mad
But if I go to hell
Would you come with me?
Or just leave?

I know it's mad
But if the world were ending
Would you kiss me?
Or just leave me?
Just leave me?

Clouds are singing a song
Marching along, just like they do
If the clouds were playing a song
I'd play along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do
Oh, if you just knew
What would they do?

And if words are just hollow birds
Flying along, singing a song
What would they do?
If they just knew what we could do
Oh, if they just knew

I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
No, it never gave a damn about me

I know it's mad
But if I go to hell
Would you come with me?
Or just leave?

I know it's mad
But if the world were ending
Would you kiss me?
Or just leave me?
Just leave me?

I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather
And it never gave a damn about me
No, it never gave a damn about me

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She's A Handsome Woman

Go on

Innocence
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers
Send for all your absent lovers things

Sheepish Wolves
Looking lived in eating buttons
Wink, just don’t put your teeth on me

Go on

Accidents
Let the evening in the backdoor
Filled the room ceiling to the floor

Beat backbones
Grazed the poem and made it strange
I wasn’t born to be a skeleton

Go on

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens

Go on

Jealous orchard
The sky is falling off the ceiling
While I’m tucking fibs into a cookie jar

Reverie
It’s useless searching in the cupboards
When everything you have is on your back

Go on

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens

(Go on)

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera
Go on, film the world before it happens

(Go on) Film the world before it happens
(Go on) Film the world before it happens
(Go on) Film the world before it happens

* sorry for the crappy version, but youtube failed me; they don't have she's a handomse woman.

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Nine In The Afternoon

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Yeah, we're feeling so good
Picking up things we shouldn't read
Looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could, you can

Into a place where thoughts can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too

‘Cause it's nine in the afternoon
And your eyes are the size of the moon
You could ‘cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good, just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could ‘cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good

Back to the street, down to our feet,
Losing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what I mean?
Back to the place where we used to say,
"Man it feels good to feel this way"
Now I know what I mean

Back to the street, back to the place
Back to the room where it all began
Back to the room where it all began

'Cause it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could ‘cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good, just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could ‘cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good, just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon

Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could ‘cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good, just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon

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We're So Starving

Oh how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone
We were busy writing songs for
You

Oh how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone
We were busy writing songs for…

You don't have to worry
'Cause we're the still the same
(We're still the same)
Band

You don't have to worry
You don't have to worry
You don't

You don't have to worry
You don't have to worry
You don't

Oh how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone
We were busy writing songs for
You

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Pretty. Odd.

• We're So Starving
• Nine In The Afternoon
• She's A Handsome Woman
• Do You Know What I'm Seeing?
• That Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed)
• I Have Friends In Holy Spaces
• Northern Downpour
• When The Day Met The Night
• Pas De Cheval
• The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know
• Behind The Sea
• Folkin' Around
• She Had The World
• From A Mountain In The Middle Of The Cabins
• Mad As Rabbits

B-SIDES
• Behind The Sea(Alternative Version)
• Do You Know What I'm Seeing? (Alternate Version)

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Build God, Then We'll Talk

It's these substandard motels on the on the corner of 4th and Freemont Street.
Appealing, only because they are just that un-appealing.
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe a just dash of formaldehyde,
and the habit of decomposing right before your very eyes.
(along with the people inside.)

there are no raindrops on roses or girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
at the shade of the sheets before all the stains
and a few more of your least. Favorite. Things.

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with rosary tucked inside her lingerie
(she's getting a job at the firm come Monday.)
the Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney.
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.

Oh. What a wonderful caricature of intimacy.

and not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin".
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. only hours before.
Well after he had left, as she was fixing her face in a compact,
there was a terrible crash. Between her and the badge.
She spilled her bag and her purse held a "purse" of a different kind.

And here is where he entertains that proposition:
arrested on possession
Or,
(now if this were you)

think of what you wouldn't want to happen.

They ended up...well, making love isn't exactly what I'm looking for.
But.
You.
Get.
The.
Picture.

Oh, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy.

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There's A Good Reason These Tables are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet

Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
And from that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it.
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring and choreographed. Because.
When you're in black slacks with accentuating, off-white, pinstripes...
Everything goes according to plan.
I am the new cancer, never looked better and you. can't. stand. it.
I know because you say so under your breath.
Reading lips asking "When did he get at all confident?"

Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain.
No, you just can't keep up with these fashionistas.
Tonight you are the whispering campaign.
To them, your name is "Cheap", and you look like shit.
Talk to the mirror, choke back tears. And keep telling yourself,
"I'm a diva I'm a diva!"
Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box at your table,
they just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.
(don't you hate this feeling?)
I know I know, It just doesn't feel like a night out
with no one sizing you up.
I've never been so surreptitious,
so of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch.

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I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction,
forgive our sins (and those who've sinned against us).
forged. at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons.
Because I am a new wave gospel sharp, and you'll be thy
witness
So gentlemen, if you are going to preach Then for God sakes
preach with conviction!
Strike up the band!
Oh the conductor is beckoning,
Come congregation, and let's sing it like you mean it
No. Don't you get it don't you get it? Well don't you...move.
Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
...We sure are in for a show tonight
In this little number we are graced by two displays of character,
We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire vs. the walking
contradictions
Because I for one can see no blood from their hearts or the
wrists they allegedly slit
And I for one wont stand for this
if this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned.

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I Write Sins, Not Tragedies

Imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"Yes, but what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

Oh dear, her infidelity just spilled all over the floor. Can somebody help her?

and I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kind of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
In fact I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved!
This calls for a toast, pour the champagne!

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