Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam in a side street in a big canal spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum what a dream, Van Gogh Museum Maybe
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim You
Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York Betwixt between the East and West he calls on her
They tied his arms behind his back, to teach him how to swim They put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier, in the midst
Holly came from Miami FLA Hitch-hiked her way across the USA. Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her leg and then he was a she She said, hey babe
Why do you talk, why do you waste time Saying the same old thing, it should be a crime You never listen, instead you stammer As though you're interesting
[Young Poe:] Lo! 't is a gala night A mystic throng bedecked Sit in a theater to see A play of hopes and fears While the orchestra breathes fitfully
Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite
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These are the stories of Edgar Allan Poe not exactly the boy next door <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> He'll tell
[Spoken Track] [Rowena:] Far away far away Are not all lovely things far away As far at least lies that valley as the bedridden sun in the luminous
(feat. Laurie Anderson) Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys sit here reliving the other self's mournings Caught in the crossbow of ideas
(reed) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Clubs and bells, your servant, don?t forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and
The only thing constantly changing is change and change is always for the worse The worm on the hook always eaten by a fish the fish by bird man or worse
This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly
[Old Poe:] As I look back on my life If I could have the glorious moment The wondrous opportunity to comprehend The chance to see my younger self One
(feat. Willen Dafoe) [Spoken Track] [Poe:] Once upon a midnight dreary as I pondered, weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten
