Te alienated see the world differently, and often more clearly, than other people, because they are more sensitive to it's weaknesses and failures. Besides being society's misfits, the alienated are sometimes our heroes. They can be the rebels, the underdogs and the cynics that challenge the complacent assumptions of their time.hELO. the tigers.
modesty blaise sang @ 5:48 PM
of all the hidden pleasures you'd find what you're looking for
i hope that you remember that pride comes before a fall
and i can barely see
up and down and back again
despite what you believe
i keep away from trouble
and who i am to place
a sign of i'm going
i'm ready to embraceup and down and back again. powderfinger.
modesty blaise sang @ 11:31 AM
do some people wind up with the one that they adore?
in a heart shaped hotel room, it's what a heart is for
the bubble floats so madly, will it stay sky high?
hello partner
kiss your name goodbye
oh sometimes...romantic piscean seeks angel in disguise
chinese speaking girlfriend, big brown eyes
liverpudlian lady, sophisticated male
hello partner
tell me love can't failand it's you and me in the summertime
we'll be hand in hand down in the park
and with a squeeze and a sigh and that twinkle in your eye
and all the sunshine banishes the darkdo some people wind up with the one that they abhor?
in a distant hell hole, third world war
but all i see is films where a colourless despair
meant angry young men with immaculate hair
oh sometimes..get up a voice inside says there's no time for looking down
only a pound a word and you're talking to the town
but how do you coin the phrase now, that will set your soul apart?
just to touch a lonely heartand it's you and me in the summertime
we'll be hand in hand down in the park
and with a squeeze and a sigh and that twinkle in your eye
and all the sunshine banishes the darkand it's you i need in the summertime
as i turn my white skin red
two peas from the same pod, yes we are
or have i read too much fiction?
is this how it happens?summertime. the sundays.
modesty blaise sang @ 5:00 PM
Oh daddy
You know you make me cry
How can you love me?
I don't understand why.oh daddy. fleetwood mac.
modesty blaise sang @ 5:43 PM
You make me come
You make me complete
You make mecompletely miserable.miserable. lit.
modesty blaise sang @ 3:53 PM
Over the airwaves tonight
Sailing by a love lonely light
Isn't it blue, but isn't it brighter
Than the pilot of a domestic flight?Well under this low, lonely light
I might be still in sight
You were a girl, now you're a wife
Do not these memories stir you
From your long and peaceful night's..Sleep in perfection
Asleep in perfection
A soul's misdirection
Directed at youWaiting for summer to come
Will you wear a rainbow on
And outside your window something grows
In your garden, is it content?Well that's not what I need tonight
Maybe I don't think right
Or maybe that lack of insight
And only the numb or the peaceful mightSleep in perfection
Asleep in perfection
A soul's misdirection
Directed at youOver the airwaves tonight
Sailing by a love lonely light
Isn't it blue, or is it the sight of you
Set to fall?Asleep in perfection
Asleep in perfection
Asleep in perfection
Asleep in perfectionasleep in perfection. augie march.
modesty blaise sang @ 12:12 PM
Hey boy, take a look at me
Let me dirty up your mind
I'll strip away your hard veneer
And see what I can findThe queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smile
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queerThis is what he pays me for
I'll show you how it's done
You learn to love the pain you feel
Like father, like sonThe queerest of the queer
Hide inside your head
The blindest of the blind
The deadest of the dead
You're hungry 'cause you starve
while holding back the tears
Choking on your smile
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queerI know what's good for you [You can touch me if you want]
I know you're dying to [You can touch me if you want]
I know what's good for you [You can touch me if you want]
But you can't stopThe queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smile
A fake behind the fearThe queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
You're nothing special here
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queerI know what's good for you
I know you're dying to
I know what's good for you
I bet you're dying toYou can touch me if you want
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me
You can touch me
But you can't stopqueer. garbage.
modesty blaise sang @ 9:04 PM