(we work)
And the big big whoredom scared me
No, no, baby I ain't convinced it ain't so bad as you paint it
There's plenty more heads of hair for »
The Big Big Whoredom
Mightathon
by They Might Be Giants
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shadow over
A bauble moon did mock
And trinket stars did smile
Your funeral, my trial
Here I am, little lamb...
Let all the bells in whoredom ring »
Your Funeral My Trial
Your Funeral...My Trial [Bonus Tracks/Bonus DVD]
by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
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A bauble moon did mock
And trinket stars did smile
Your funeral, my trial
Here I am, little lamb
Let all the bells in whoredom ring
All the crooked »
Your Funeral, My Trial
Your Funeral...My Trial
by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
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whoredoms
An axe-time
A sword time
Shields shall be split
And what if something were blooding
Beneath our feet
And what if something were breeding »
Black Sun Bloody Moon
How I Devoured Apocalypse Balloon
by Current 93
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hand in the air
And your shoelaces tied up together with care
There's a feeling of boredom
Of the big whoredom
Following dressing up
In »
Nightgown of the Sullen Moon
They'll Need a Crane
by They Might Be Giants
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Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom and wave
Your worries, and cares, goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot »
Slave to the Wage
Black Market Music
by Placebo
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the
boots rot away in one's feet - so better ring the bell of whoredom if it
wants to ring, or just forget all perverse offerings - the writhing stays »
Writhen
Spirits and August Light
by Omnium Gatherum
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A pure smooth pearl a sweet disorder swaying in the dress
An electric fur in lace a whoredom blooms between her legs
Just one look into those »
Nail
Lust Stained Despair
by Poisonblack
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bribery.
It's all the fucking same.
We are all slaves to sexual histories.
Our awareness of whoredom can be release.
War is mens money.
They pay with »
Women
The Feeding of the 5000
by Crass
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The consecrated feathers of this angelic being
A flame with Hells foul breathe
The humility of Gods sanctimonious creations
Relegated to whoredom
The Perverted »
Angel Hunt
Goat
by Nunslaughter
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without sin I can't make religion
as without sin there's no whoredom
and when in my heart god becomes a harlot
I shall sin, sin, sin again »
Natural Born Philosopher
Thelema.6
by Behemoth
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