Late for Babies by @eclectic spOOns
See those women walking down the street
Haven't you got better things to do
Spend their lives avoiding the meat
Than perpetuate this elitist attitude
IVF a new society creed
See those women walking down the street
Artificial semen sustains their need
Spend their lives avoiding the meat
Scientists create a new breed future
IVF a new society creed
Fate in the hands of haute couture
Artificial semen sustaining their need
Black hole death a womb with a view
Scientists create a new breed future
Mankind dies without a screw
Fate in the hands of haute couture
Babies are screaming
Babies are crying
Babies are demons
Babies are dying
Masculine injection
Masculine infection
Artificial
Insemination
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Black hole death a womb with a view
Men not necessary for the ladies
Mankind dies without a screw
Designer children a natural disaster
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Gene spliced holocaust planet on fire
Babies are screaming
Babies are crying
Babies are demons
Babies are dying
Masculine injection
Masculine infection
Artificial
Insemination
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Men not necessary for the ladies
Designer children a natural disaster
Gene spliced holocaust planet on fire
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Men not necessary for the ladies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Men not necessary for the ladies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Men not necessary for the ladies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Deadlines coming and were late for babies
Deadlines coming
Late for Babies
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Nigel (spOOn) Clements
- Mean Street
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- Submitting as: Nigel Clements, Accessory Twelve, @eclectic spOOns, Cynthia Size
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Late for Babies
by Guest.
it's a little late for that
getting darker
it's getting darker
a little late for you baby
comfort, i'm naked
getting a little fuckin dark out there
it's getting a little late
it's a little late for babies!
we're never gonna get to sleep tonight
late for babies, late for babies
it's a little late for you baby
late for babies
it's a little fuckin late
gone and git so late
and I can't see your face
gone and cancel late
you have such a big baby
aw, c'mon i didn't mean it that way
hahaha
it's getting a little late
you big baby
let me just go home and, cry
a special blanket
soaking up your tears
your special eggshell mind
to git away from here
it's getting late, it's getting far too late
it's getting far too late for babies
it's getting late, it's getting late
far too late for that
it's a little late for you baby
it's a little late for babies!
ski the comics
anger and rage cancel out
by Guest.
it's a little late for that
getting darker
it's getting darker
a little late for you baby
comfort, i'm naked
getting a little fuckin dark out there
it's getting a little late
it's a little late for babies!
we're never gonna get to sleep tonight
late for babies, late for babies
it's a little late for you baby
late for babies
it's a little fuckin late
gone and git so late
and I can't see your face
gone and cancel late
you have such a big baby
aw, c'mon i didn't mean it that way
hahaha
it's getting a little late
you big baby
let me just go home and, cry
a special blanket
soaking up your tears
your special eggshell mind
to git away from here
it's getting late, it's getting far too late
it's getting far too late for babies
it's getting late, it's getting late
far too late for that
it's a little late for you baby
it's a little late for babies!
ski the comics
anger and rage cancel out
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Niveous
- Beat It
- Posts: 7184
- Joined: Mon Sep 27, 2004 6:45 am
- Instruments: vocals, songwriting, guitar
- Submitting as: Lucky Witch and the Righteous Ghost
- Pronouns: He/him
- Location: Staten Island, NY
- Contact:
"Late For Babies"
by Winters Apart
Tell the tales to our children now
We will never belong
hear the tales of vanishing
when the sun goes down
When the church bells ring
All the doors are closed
When the moon is high
You’d better run back home
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
From this place that knows no mercy
We will never be free
and yet I see the stars in your eyes
When you dream about leaving
I can see you now
running down that road
everything’s alright
Until they stop your breath
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
I can’t see you now – as the sun goes down
hear the cry of the bells
The Mayor of our town
screams the watchword out
as the people run
close their doors to the world
you’ll never come back home
Soon the blood will flow
it sends a chill through my heart
Find your way to me
don’t get lost in the dark
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
by Winters Apart
Tell the tales to our children now
We will never belong
hear the tales of vanishing
when the sun goes down
When the church bells ring
All the doors are closed
When the moon is high
You’d better run back home
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
From this place that knows no mercy
We will never be free
and yet I see the stars in your eyes
When you dream about leaving
I can see you now
running down that road
everything’s alright
Until they stop your breath
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
I can’t see you now – as the sun goes down
hear the cry of the bells
The Mayor of our town
screams the watchword out
as the people run
close their doors to the world
you’ll never come back home
Soon the blood will flow
it sends a chill through my heart
Find your way to me
don’t get lost in the dark
C'mon baby, run like hell
Don't get caught underneath the moon
I will keep you close and warm
precious love you will know no harm
Come, darling, it's getting late
The moon has crossed the sky
Don't let them catch you outside
You always dream…
Of the outside…
"I'd like to see 1984 redubbed with this in the soundtrack."- Furrypedro.
NUR EIN!
X-Tokyo
Lucky Witch and the Righteous Ghost
NUR EIN!
X-Tokyo
Lucky Witch and the Righteous Ghost
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glennny
- Jump
- Posts: 2205
- Joined: Sat Mar 04, 2006 2:39 am
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Mandolin, Dobro, Banjo, E-Bow, Glock
- Recording Method: Garageband
- Submitting as: Berkeley Social Scene
- Location: Castro Valley, California
Late For Babies by Daddy Bop
King: Bass, strong harmony vocals
Glennny: Electric guitars, weak lead vocals, beat box programming, lyrics, nearly inaudible 12-string guitar.
Falling hopes have seeds of salt
That melt the ice fallen over
He and she were delicates
Control freaks fear the wild
It’s too soon for babies
We haven’t finished college yet
We have to secure our future
Buy a house and get out of debt
Sometimes risks are tiny rocks
The vacuum sucks the grounded dust
Wicked tickles steamed the stork
Seldom was the splendor
It’s about time for babies
But your career is about to take off
You want to see the world
Let us wait until we’ve seen it enough
Desire to design a little one
Arrived late but went so deep
They managed to make their fortune
But conceiving now would not come cheap
A couple of arrests in their 20’s
Ineligible for adoption
They had the money and had no fear
Exploited by their options
Sorrow mocks and hope taunts
Their hobbies turned into traps
Turtle shells and candy-bars
The Vixen and the Vagrant laughed
It’s too late for babies
There’re some things that we just can’t control
This house is too big for just us two
What do we do once the house is sold?
It’s too late for babies
Social pressures kept us away
We used to be young and fertile
Now we’re sterile and divorced, and gray
King: Bass, strong harmony vocals
Glennny: Electric guitars, weak lead vocals, beat box programming, lyrics, nearly inaudible 12-string guitar.
Falling hopes have seeds of salt
That melt the ice fallen over
He and she were delicates
Control freaks fear the wild
It’s too soon for babies
We haven’t finished college yet
We have to secure our future
Buy a house and get out of debt
Sometimes risks are tiny rocks
The vacuum sucks the grounded dust
Wicked tickles steamed the stork
Seldom was the splendor
It’s about time for babies
But your career is about to take off
You want to see the world
Let us wait until we’ve seen it enough
Desire to design a little one
Arrived late but went so deep
They managed to make their fortune
But conceiving now would not come cheap
A couple of arrests in their 20’s
Ineligible for adoption
They had the money and had no fear
Exploited by their options
Sorrow mocks and hope taunts
Their hobbies turned into traps
Turtle shells and candy-bars
The Vixen and the Vagrant laughed
It’s too late for babies
There’re some things that we just can’t control
This house is too big for just us two
What do we do once the house is sold?
It’s too late for babies
Social pressures kept us away
We used to be young and fertile
Now we’re sterile and divorced, and gray