Spend the night in Charlotte's bed
You might get caught in Charlotte's web
A satin rose, that's growing wild
Charlotte holds more secrets, than »
Charlotte's Web
10th Anniversary
by The Statler Brothers
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Now somewhere between the plastic dog and the flaps of the kitchen screen door
Rests a little gypsy moth, it got burned out from the war
It was »
Moth
Loaf
by moe.
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someone else
We may yet see that light at the end of the tunnel
If we can find a way to keep things under control
The web of life connects each of us »
Windows
Oops! Wrong Planet
by Utopia
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Your new
Suit. See the stone moths that sweep up And your suitcase ful of new
clothes
Made of manskins and the souls that pop out. Ooh you wear your »
She Wears He-Harem
Live from Home
by Shudder to Think
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clothes
I pay the spiders
I live inside their web
I live in the web
They weave all around me
I'm but their world, part of their world
They're friendly »
Your Own Little World
A Kingdom He Likes
by Jandek
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Landlord threw her clothes out on the street in the tenderloin
Everybody's been a dog, everybody's had to beg everybody's been a moth,
Been a moth, when »
Firewalker
Ghostyhead
by Rickie Lee Jones
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go again
Will it ever end?
Like a moth to the flame the closer it gets burned in it's own game
Thrillseeker
Falling in deeper and deeper
Thrillseeker »
Thrillseeker
Thrillseeker
by Zion
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gaudy moths
A classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token »
Warm Wet Circles
Clutching at Straws
by Marillion
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moths
A classrooms shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts
And token »
Warm Wet Circles [7" Version]
Singles Boxset
by Marillion
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Eddy to the railroad tracks
The train it come, he started to run
Jasper C. Debussy that's his kind of fun
Jasper was born with a moth in his mind »
Jasper C. Debussy
The Beginning of Doves
by Marc Bolan
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I'm loosening the tightest overcoat
Unzipping curtains just to hide the show
Cloth openings are getting wider now
Rip off the fibers that contain »
After Clothes
After Clothes
by A New January
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off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?
[Repeat: x3]
I don't fly around »
Moth
Revelations
by Audioslave
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eyes
Blinding softly
Took my good eye off the door
Slipped and let my clothes fall to the floor, too quick
There were no riddles in your moves »
Dragonflies
Life in Volcanoes
by Povi
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mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away
The warm wet circles
I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classroom's »
Warm Wet Circles
Fortunes of War
by Fish
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of a Pan-Am bar
I'm staring right into the light
And I'm drawn in like a moth
And I'm flying North again...
Here come the men in suits
Papers waving in »
Flying North
She Blinded Me With Science [EP]
by Thomas Dolby
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Radiolarians
Midges and moths
Cut from a cloth
We were the young
We were the swarm
Flailing fetal fleas
Feeding from the arms of the master
Burrow into »
Masterswarm
Noble Beast
by Andrew Bird
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If the clothes make the man, then the moths make the holes
And it shows, yes it shows, by the shape the hole grows
If early man really did mate »
If
Return to the Sea
by Islands
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moths
A classrooms shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes;
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token »
Warm Wet Circles [Single Version]
The Best of Both Worlds
by Marillion
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Make love to you your eyes are closed,
your body is rotting it's decomposed.
Your hair straggled in a spider's web ..
you're dead.
No remorse »
Necrophilia
Leather, Bristles, No Survivors and Sick Boys...
by G.B.H.
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In the darkness, the raven's head
In the courtyard clothed in fear
I see gates that are opening
There's only one way out of here
Daylight has »
King in Crimson
The Chemical Wedding
by Bruce Dickinson
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pane
Like gypsy moths that dance around a candle flame
And I wonder if you know
That I never understood
That although you said you'd go
Until »
Empty Chairs
American Pie
by Don McLean
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Great dragon, I call you forth
Downbreaker of thought and form
Come to me in power and clothe me up
With the darkness of eternity lift my up
Let »
The Royal Invocation of Apophis
Orgia Daemonicum
by Thou Art Lord
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By the sidewalk there with the cracks in it
With the mexican restauraunt next to it
With the clothes for the big and the fat in it »
The Lonely Little Thrift Store
I'm So Confused
by Jonathan Richman
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the moth
By your mother and her mother--the weavers of your cloth
Your grandmother owned a gun in 1932
When times were bad just everywhere; you said »
Family Hands
Hometown Girl
by Mary Chapin Carpenter
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moths
A classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token »
Warm Wet Circus
Live from Loreley
by Marillion
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