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Le Dernier Cri Pt 1 lyrics
by Ivan
Farce has taught
the rats to crawl
ignoring the scarecrow
creeping down rabbit holes
is that shadow a rider
inebriated in moonlight
hidden under a hundred ads for hips and *advertiser censored*
that she cannot separate
mandys got her finger down her throat
she cant see lines, lies or escape routes
all the lights are punched out
and its rightside up
its the wrong side
left side wrong its the right side
upside down is the top side
the good side dies on all sides
but he saved me
now breath
through brush, see the clearing...
creep and stare at this bathroom floor that ive died on
at the tiles cold and bare
its amazing the depth of the chalk lines
how they run parallel to my viens
and they look, how they look
on cover girls
flipping through pages theyre cursing the rider
theyre swearing disaster and mourning a martyr
**** what you knew of me beautiful razor
flip pages faster now play the tape backwards
to when i felt them creeping and i felt them staring
and i felt them poking and i felt them laughing
over and over again
and the rider said wont you take me, take this hand. i need you.
Just play the tape backwards (flashback)
(do you remember 1999
it was summer then,) the two of us sat on a ferris wheeel
and as it rose, something new
take this hand my hand im sorry dont you know i lose my head,
when i see those eyes your eyes your skin so soft i mean it must be. can i kiss you, no dont answer, i mean, if you want. but no im sorry, you mustnt listen, i promise someday ill be funny, charming, devonair
but only tenths of windows show, weakness and obsession grow
for time when i was on my own
round and round the ferris wheel, hold my hands ill hold it in
and we can make a whole new will to life
(flashback ends)
now strut, yeah shes got it, yeah thats right
ive got a secret and im not telling ive got a secret and
its.... all....mine
shes known witches and and shes seen horror
shes not scared to die
but the girl with the long brown hair
with eyes so blue and skin so fair
OH GOD can it be
my babys staring up at me
OH GOD its my mandy
my baby made the grade
of a harlot with the smell of bile
a harlot, all she can be
a harlot, and the witch
All
she
can be is
110 to 95
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Le Dernier Cri Pt 2 lyrics
by Ivan
...but by this time you see
mandy;s made her choice, and she was engulfed in it
and the clock did strike
and the walls did shift
as the neighbors gave away their cannon balls (fire on a friendly ship,
murder on a subway car)
and these things dont happen
not here not now
and these things dont happen
my babys still a virgin
though her teeth are brown and busted
but shes gotten used to it. shes used to it.
shes down, crouched to the floor, she hates thinking that, shes lost
control. but the ground she walks, is paved in it. and there;s no way to stop it now
just think?
..did you always see in the little bit?
..always squeeze just a little bit?
..see the stars and their little waists?
..think in sizes and measurments?
but shes been losing a little bit
and hes been losing a little bit
i think i could manage that
i know id stay in control of it
but i saw the rider in black and white
oh my justice has made me right.
I am the rider.
ive got a secret and im not telling ive got a secret and no one knows but me
(cold raining day in a
New Hampshire Suburb Village. a mother, buries her only child)
oh misery, let me come where she does go,
see what she may see.
...oh and its mandy i know,
theres a pain in your smile
and a guilt in your step
as you run another mile
to get as far as you can
from the pain and the guilt
baby come home
the rider: no
her mother: yes
the rider: no
(flashback to
Mandy Breckenridge in front of mirror in bedroom)
make make make me like that
(its the ghost in the brain
and the shadow behind me)
no please make me like that
with the long slender legs
and the way you see my hips
when i lift up my shirt.
yes please give me that body i see
wehn i read magazines
cause im not enough anymore.
(Note: MJ works in NH)