like to wait.
One tryst with me and you'll be spinning like a gyroscope.
One tryst with me and you'll be Pope.
Should modesty allow us to describe our »
For We Are the King of the Boudoir
69 Love Songs, Pt. 3
by Magnetic Fields
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We've been caressed by each others' lives in death
Blood stained sheets
Mask our grief
Will render out tryst incomplete
Will render out tryst »
Harlot
INRI
by Psyclon Nine
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begin, with a kiss
In a tryst
It's just a smudge
But what it becomes
In his hands
Curving and sweeping
Rising and reaching
I could feel what he was »
An Architect's Dream
Aerial
by Kate Bush
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ourselves as our bodies decay
Watching ourselves as our bodies
Decay
This is a tryst this is discipline
The discipline of flowers always takes me in »
Tryst
Gilt
by Machines of Loving Grace
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Autumn,
I'm falling deeply
A tryst with treason of wicked leisure
I cannot cry anymore
I will do nothing at all
Me in my icy death
Autumn,
I can't deceive »
My Icy Death
Hash
by Hash
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In my own
Confused delusional
Free world and if this
tryst never took place
OPEN YOUR HANDS
(I am)
ALONE IN THE DARK
(I am)
NEGATIVE SPACE »
Negative Space
A Cold Breath of What It Takes
by Syx
|
Holding open time to rest awhile
I am playing in the darkness of warm July
tryst between the scenes not happy,
As it seems you play with forgiveness »
Mercy [Cut. Rate. Box]
Time Again
by Claire Voyant
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Wealthy, cultivated thieves breed
futures of uncertainty power lusts for empowered trysts
We're their sacrificial lambs The reap us to sow seeds »
Waking the Dead
Like Sheep Led to Slaughter
by Crisis
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You've got nowhere to go but up
To where you'll dine with foreign kings
You can't forget about our tryst
And all those other fleeting things »
The Word You Wield
In Defense of the Genre
by Say Anything
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the intermediary
Calling it a tryst may be only transitory
Yet feeling is pure, no analysis
Feeling is pure, no conscience of consequence
Building up the feeling »
Still Wishing to Course
Camper Van Beethoven
by Camper Van Beethoven
|
Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard
Tiny trysts or grand affairs, there's no more need for teddy bears
The time for »
Love Junkyard
Pop Pop
by Rickie Lee Jones
|
lost without trace
Smothered by the static and the bass
I closed my eyes
Started to fall back asleep
But I couldnâ??t risk
Tainting our tryst with »
Perfection
Something Beautiful
by Color Theory
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Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in »
Dancing with Mr. D.
Goats Head Soup
by The Rolling Stones
|
Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in »
Dancing with Mr D [Version]
Goats Head Soup
by The Rolling Stones
|
syphilitic kisses
Sealed the secret of our tryst
You gave me scrotal pustules
With a quick flickof your wrist
Your trichovaginitis
Sent shivers down my »
Medical Love Song
Monty Python's Contractual Obligation Album
by Monty Python
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Our syphilitic kisses
Sealed the secret of our tryst
You gave me scrotal pustules
With a quick flickof your wrist
Your trichovaginitis
Sent »
Medical Love Song [Alternate Take][*][Demo Version]
Monty Python's Contractual Obligation Album [US Bonus Tracks]
by Monty Python
|
Alison Gross that lives in yon tower
The ugliest witch in the North Country
Has trysted me one day up to her bower
And many a fair speech she made »
Royal Forester
Best of Steeleye Span [EMI]
by Steeleye Span
|
Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in my »
Dancing with Mr. D.
Time Waits for No One
by The Rolling Stones
|
Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in my »
Dancing with Mr. D.
LP Sleeve Box Set
by The Rolling Stones
|
dissolving, dissolving before me and dawn will come soon.
What kind of spirit is this?
Our one and only tryst.
His breath all misty,
And when I kiss his »
Misty
50 Words for Snow
by Kate Bush
|
We saw the western coast.
I saw the hospital.
Nurse the shoreline like a wound.
Reports of lover's tryst.
Were neither clear nor descript. »
The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows
Deja Entendu
by Brand New
|
Yeah, down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath »
Dancing with Mr. D
The Brussels Affair '73
by The Rolling Stones
|
things
Got a list tattooed on my memory
Of how our tryst should unfold
I'm falling from the opposite
What good is it
Fight the map with no key »
Charge
Have You Got a Name for It?
by Splendid
|
of dreamland
"I thought I told you to wait in the car"
Walking in on an afternoon tryst
Can be a source of embarrassment
Embarrassment for all concerned »
I Thought I Told You to Wait in the Car
Gratuitous Sax & Senseless Violins
by Sparks
|
thou sayest aye!
That is a lie!
Thief of a plot!
Lief I am not!
Now go to thy tryst!
My words are but a twist!
Go, leave, totter!
Fare well! »
A Hamlet for a Slothful Vassal
Theatre of Tragedy
by Theatre of Tragedy
|
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