Creatures.

ThisIsMyLove · 07-20-2012, 09:06 AM

I.E. the band I'm in.

Love these:

Slowly through the rain and soot,
Where the bagmen creep, there's a dark force afoot,
The trail begins in East End bars past,
Cut hands and car alarms,
Where once upon a time the ripper had his way,
There's a knock knock knocking and I'd better not stay,
It's elementary Watson! Time to go,
Illuminati, Edgar Allen Poe,
Moriarty's cackling through thick disguise,
Sweeney Todd has eaten all the pies,
With a panting pained from picking up pace past prostitues,
Non-human races,
My legs cessate, by the cemetery gates,
About face as a voice says 'wait!',
The bell stops ringing, and it chills you to the bone.
There's been a fight on the way home,
An the night's been set alight.

So it's back to the start,
Swallow some Brandy, spill my heart,
get a focus on the shallow apparitions,
Not the flat screen 20 inch limited editions,
Recall stories of the spirit of the blitz,
Where the city still stands, St Paul still sits,
An the town crier rings 'I'm alive today',
'Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yay',
Pickpockets pick pockets and flee the scene,
Tracked by satellite lazer beams,
There's a million of them, one of me,
Bewildered I nodded, knowingly,
That I'd rather live uncertainly than drown in what I know to be,
The land of the living, of the living dead,
An the bell stops ringing,
It chills you to the bone,
There's been a fight on the way home,
An the night's been set ALIGHT!

**Janszoon** · 07-20-2012, 09:09 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by ThisIsMyLove

Creatures.

I.E. the band I'm in.

There's already a band with that name who were really good and pretty well-known. Just throwing that out there.

07-20-2012, 09:06 AM	#1 (permalink)
ThisIsMyLove Groupie Join Date: Jul 2012 Location: Middlesbrough Posts: 22	Creatures. I.E. the band I'm in. Love these: Slowly through the rain and soot, Where the bagmen creep, there's a dark force afoot, The trail begins in East End bars past, Cut hands and car alarms, Where once upon a time the ripper had his way, There's a knock knock knocking and I'd better not stay, It's elementary Watson! Time to go, Illuminati, Edgar Allen Poe, Moriarty's cackling through thick disguise, Sweeney Todd has eaten all the pies, With a panting pained from picking up pace past prostitues, Non-human races, My legs cessate, by the cemetery gates, About face as a voice says 'wait!', The bell stops ringing, and it chills you to the bone. There's been a fight on the way home, An the night's been set alight. So it's back to the start, Swallow some Brandy, spill my heart, get a focus on the shallow apparitions, Not the flat screen 20 inch limited editions, Recall stories of the spirit of the blitz, Where the city still stands, St Paul still sits, An the town crier rings 'I'm alive today', 'Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yay', Pickpockets pick pockets and flee the scene, Tracked by satellite lazer beams, There's a million of them, one of me, Bewildered I nodded, knowingly, That I'd rather live uncertainly than drown in what I know to be, The land of the living, of the living dead, An the bell stops ringing, It chills you to the bone, There's been a fight on the way home, An the night's been set ALIGHT! __________________ Sleeping is giving in, no matter what the time is, Sleeping is giving in, so lift those heavy eyelids.