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The Guttersnipes Song  

You are so sweet
A bit like a flower
Or something to eat
Some attractive power

Little guttersnipe
Little guttersnipe

You are so sweet
A bit like a flower
Or something to eat
Some attractive powder

Little guttersnipe
Little guttersnipe
Little guttersnipe

Words: Geoffrey M.Simpson aka Emmett Weirdo

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History

Eight feet 'neath the sheets
We were heading the right way
All so easy and so normal
Pointing in the best direction

Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
So nude and so natural
In our method of selection

Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
Believe me I believed
I believed

All so easy
And so normal
So nude
And so natural

Eight feet 'neath the sheets
We were heading the right way
All so easy and so normal
Pointing in the best direction

Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
So nude and so natural
In our method of selection

Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
Believe me I believed
I believed

All so easy
And so normal
So nude
And so natural
So natural
So natural

Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
Believe me I believed
That we were heading the right way
Believe me I believed
I believed

All so easy
And so normal
So nude
And so natural

And there we were
Eight feet ‘neath the sheets
In them good ol’ days of yore
Days of yore
Days of yore

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Entire Lyric - Honestly!

What kind of game is this we're playing?
What kind of game is this we're playing?
Although I heard it with my own ears
What kind of game is this we're playing?

You said that it was true
I don't want to believe you
You said that that was just you
I can't believe it's true
I can't believe it's true

Then you asked why was I laughing?
Then you asked why was I laughing?
I couldn't give a straight answer
Then you asked why was I laughing?

You said that it was true
I don't want to believe you
You said that that was just you
I can't believe it's true
I can't believe it's true

Honestly!

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From Decadence To Decay/Interlude

Where is the shoulder to cry on?
Who has the shoulder to cry on?
I can barely remember the name that she gave
The way that it feels
The way that it feels
The way that it feels when you cannot tell
No more wet contact

Where is the shoulder to cry on?
Who has the shoulder to cry on?
I can barely remember the name that she gave
Do you know the place?
Do you know the place?
Do you know the place or the lines in use now?
No more wet contact

Where is the shoulder to cry on?
Who has the shoulder to cry on?
I can barely remember the name that she gave
I made one mistake
I made one mistake
I made one mistake or maybe one too many
No more wet contact

Rip her gorgeous breast moan
Worship her winter gift raw
Smell her shadow moment ache
Beneath her summer dress urge

I can barely remember the name that she gave
No more wet contact
No more wet contact
No more wet contact ‘twixt woman and man

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Birthday Miss Gifting

I lost a love of my life
Happy birthday April saltwater showers
I'm murdering myself from the inside out
It happened right before my eyes

I've mislaid the will to survive
Springtime for another brings the fall to me
She reminds me of tomorrow morning
It happened right before my eyes

Life did not go as planned
In the early hours I still need a hand
Elbow deep in contemplation
In reality she needed a real man

I lost a love of my life
On the sperm of the moment sour grapes and sour cream
She reminds me of tomorrow morning
It happened right before my eyes

Life did not go as planned
In the early hours I still need a hand
Elbow deep in concentration
It happened right before my eyes

It happened right before my eyes
It happened right before my eyes
It happened right before my eyes

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YEAR OF PAIN                

And now I've grown
Tired of this chase
Hoping to catch
A glimpse of your face
You no longer set the pace
Of my heart

Can't afford
To hold on any longer
Waiting for you
To share in this hunger
You no longer set the pace
Of my heart

   In this year of pain
   I offered you nothing
   In this year of pain
   How could you throw so much away?

    I've grown so tired of the enemy within
    Come to despise my face at your window
    A-not-so-merry widower

And so we crash
Without a black box
To clearly display
To the world what occurred
And to judge that I had erred
From the start

    In this year of pain
    I offered you nothing
    In this year of pain
    How could you throw so much away?

   In this year of pain
   I offered you nothing
   In this year of pain
   Must I carry this secret to the grave?

   In this year of pain
   In this year of pain
   In this year of pain

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Slide Into

Slide into my little hot heaven
Sleep less dreams lie within me
All the places I have seen
Crash and vanish perfectly

Slide into my little hot heaven
Slide into my little hot heaven
She harbours skeletons within
A jailbreak a viscid petal haze

All the places I have seen
Crash and vanish perfectly

Slide into my little hot heaven
Slide into my little hot heaven

Alone and at midnight
I am in love with her madness
Alone and at midnight
Alone

Slide into my little hot heaven
Sleep less dreams lie within me
All the places I have seen
Crash and vanish perfectly

Slide into my little hot heaven
Slide into my little hot heaven

Alone and at midnight
I am in love with her madness
Alone and at midnight
Alone

Slide into my little hot heaven
Slide into my little hot heaven
Slide into my little hot heaven

Words: Gillian Murphy

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Watchable

Self-caressing you are so watchable
From this distance everything seems possible
Or will this Atlantic city
Toss me back, back to the sea
And a depth of despair
That's unfathomable

Worth possessing could you be catchable?
To feigned resistance I am so susceptible
On the horizon I see
A future, a future maybe
I confess I'm not sure if I'm capable

Worth possessing could you be catchable?
Self-caressing you are so watchable
On the horizon I see
A future, a future maybe
I confess I'm not sure if I'm capable

Worth possessing could you be catchable?
Self-caressing you are so watchable
Worth possessing could you be catchable?
Self-caressing you are so watchable

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The Worm That Turned On

I am so intense I'm dense
The signals she sends are lost to the wind
She's been playing easy to get in my dreams

With trepidation I make the move
I beg to sleep under her roof
Domesticate me I’m easy to pet this is my dream

In my threadbarely furnished reality
I am the worm that turned on to possibility
Let's meet at the equator yours and mine
Meet at the equator
Form a horizontal line
You've been playing easy to get in my dreams

I am so intense I'm dense
The signals she sends are lost to the wind

With trepidation I make the move
I beg to sleep inside her groove

In my threadbarely furnished reality
I am the worm that turned on to possibility
Let's meet at the equator yours and mine
Meet at the equator
Form a horizontal line
You’ve been playing easy to get
You’ve been playing so easy to get
You've been playing easy to get in my dreams

You’ve been playing easy to get
You’ve been playing so easy to get
You've been playing easy to get in my dreams

It’s just the signals she sends
It’s just the signals she sends

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Something I Forgot

Softly spoken
My lost chords are broken
To tie the not
Is something I forgot to do

In a secret place
I caressed your face
Randy me
Rendezvous

To have it all again
To hold you all again
Twenty years and I’m counting
To have the chance to put right all my failures
Perhaps it just doesn’t matter

To be sure
And I am so uncertain
To tell the truth
I misspent my youth too soon

In our hiding place
The main event did not take place
Facsilime
Frustrated you

To have it all again
To hold you all again
Twenty years and I’m counting
To have the chance to put right all my failures
And reclimb every mountain

To have it all again
To hold you all again
The inner flame ever mounting
To have the chance to put right all my failures
Perhaps it just doesn’t matter

To have it all again
To hold you all again
To have it all again
To hold you all again
To have it all again
To hold you all again
Perhaps it just doesn’t matter

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MY YANKEE FEVER             

Stark naked before you I stand
A simple man
A virtual baby I am
In this hurry scurry land

My Yankee fever
Has reached fever pitch
She has the scratch
I long to itch
And here is one reason
From so many reasons
It's her smile for all seasons

My Yankee fever
Has reached fever pitch
She has the scratch
I long to itch
And here is one reason
From so many reasons
She just keeps on teasin'

   In her bed and in my arms
   We were both in submission
   A half glimpse at a future
   Through my sheer lack of vision
   In her bed and in my arms
   A near perfect position
   My Yankee fever, my Yankee fever,
   My greatest work of fiction

My Yankee fever
Has reached fever pitch
She has the scratch
I long to itch
But she gave me one reason
I'm no longer in season
I guess I'll be leavin'
She gave me her reason
Said I'm no longer in season
Get out your money
You can bet I'll be leaving

   In her bed and in my arms
   We were both in submission
   A half glimpse at a future
   Through my sheer lack of vision
   In her bed and in my arms
   A near perfect position
   My Yankee fever, my Yankee fever
   My greatest work of fiction

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Schoolgirl Out Of Uniform

Mad girl
Ever so sad girl
Bad girl
I'll be your dad girl

Mad girl
Wildcat from hell girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad to be my girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad to be my girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad to be my girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you were born a girl…girl

Mad girl
Ever so sad girl
Bad girl
Hop on and be this daddy’s girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad to be my girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad to be my girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you glad you were born a girl…girl

Mad girl
Bad girl
I'll make you were born

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