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DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa DaDa I don't know what you mean about nasty feelings, it's (DaDa) Let me help you out of this, you were starting to feel a Certain way, violence, resentful How do you know that? I told you? I told you that? That's right, remember yesterday? I don't want to talk about that, I don't want to talk about it Let's talk about, (DaDa) uh, talk about something else. Ok? What would you like to talk about? Uh, tell me about your son My son, yeah well, he took care of me. He's took care of me for a long, he still takes care of me (DaDa) And she takes good, and She takes care of me. She takes, she takes good care of me He takes care of me Do you believe it I have a daughter too You don't have a daughter (DaDa) Yeah, I have a daughter, yeah A son - you have a son, a son No I, no I, all I have, I have (DaDa) I have a son, I have a son and a daughter, and a daughter No, I have a son, daughter, daughter too, and a boy, and a boy (DaDa) (DaDa) (DaDa) (DaDa) I'm a little tired now Well that's alright, I think that's enough for today I'm feeling rough and kinda hungry too (DaDa) Who's my boy?
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
Enough's enough's enough's enough This year's been really really rough Hey Dad, what'd you do with mother Hey Dad, why'd you hide your brother I just want to tell you that I'm really feeling bad, I tell you Enough enough's enough's enough Enough enough's enough's enough I'm up to here with all your stuff Hey Dad, what'll happen now sir? Hey Dad, can we live without her? I don't need your money, your position or your caddy, Daddy Enough enough's enough's enough When my mother died, she laid in bed and cried: "I'm going to miss you, my brave little cowboy" I saw my father smile (A smile he tried to hide) He told me "Son, I've really got you now, boy." So, come on, little cowboy Go buck and fuck and make a buck, gonna show me how, boy? I wish you lots and lots of luck, are you leavin' now, boy? Hey, Dad, try and keep this sacred Hey, Dad, how'd you hide the hatred I just want to tell you you're a lousy Dad to hell with you Enough's enough's enough's enough When my mother died, she layed in bed and cried: "I'm going to miss you, my brave little cowboy" I saw my father smile (a smile he tried to hide) He told me "Son, I've really got you now, boy." So, come on, little cowboy Enough, enough Go fuck and fuck and make a buck, come and show me how, boy You're going to need a lot of luck, Mommy's little cowboy Hey, Dad, try and keep this sacred Hey, Dad, how'd you hide the hatred I just want to tell you you're a lousy Dad to hell with you Enough's enough's enough's enough Enough's enough's enough's enough Enough's enough's enough's enough Oh enough
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
In an upstairs room, under lock and key It's my brother, Former Lee All the mops and brooms keep him company Misconceived of the family Former Lee Warmer pulls up the covers To hide in his wrinkled bed No dreams go in, no dreams go out Of the hole in his wrinkled head Former Lee Warmer When I hear him play in his twisted key That's the way he calls to me On a silver tray, I keep the master key In every way, he depends on me Former Lee Warmer, an old smoking jacket Holes in his satin sleeves Candle lit puddles, arthritic fingers Yellow stained ivory keys In an upstairs room under lock and key It's my brother, Former Lee And after all these years, I've never heard him speak I wonder what he thinks of me Former Lee Warmer peeks out the window When he feels really brave Former Lee Warmer waves at his father Out in the family grave He's flesh and blood to me I, I love him brotherly But, I don't want to be Former Lee
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
I got a job in Atlanta in a mall playing Santa Not because of any talent but because I was the only one the suit would fit Everybody shopping, little sticky kids were hopping On my lap with their fingers in my beard, I guess they thought that I was really it She sat down on my lap and said to me, "I'm twenty three and I need someone You look like someone who could play with me, stay with me, all day with me" 'Cause I'm in no man's land Can't seem to find a real man You know I'm lookin' for a steel man She said I'm in no man's land I'm gonna show you a real good time I'd gladly pay you double overtime She was beggin' to be mine, but my job was on the line Should I stay or should I go? I just didn't know, hmm I left fifty kids standin' in line, they were whining, they were crying And their mothers they were screaming in hysterics and I swear I never heard such profanity I dropped my suit on the floor, they were trying to block the door They were calling her a whore, they were driven to nativital insanity We drove away in her Mercedes Benz dirty blond split ends in the breeze She said "I want to put you under my tree, you're just a little gift from me to me" 'Cause I'm in no man's land Can't seem to find a real man You know I'm lookin' for a steel man She said I'm in no man's land You know I'm ready for a real good time I'd gladly pay you double overtime She had money all her life, she wasn't lookin' to become my wife She said, "I hope you understand, I just want a nightful of man, Sonny" She didn't notice I was thin with a delicate chin Nor the softness of my skin, nor the scent of my other personalities She didn't see through my disguise - didn't see it in my eyes She was in for a surprise when she discovered my emotional plurality She said "Come and lay down on the floor with me It's warmer here by the fire" She didn't know that there was more of me She'd have to learn to love all four of me 'Cause I'm in no man's land I'm lookin' for the real me If only I could feel me You know I'm in no man's land Sometimes I gotta play me It's really hard to stay me Hey, I'm in no mans land I'm looking for the real me If only I could feel me You know I'm in no man's land Sometimes I gotta play me It's really hard to stay me Oh, I'm in no man's land I'm looking for the real me If only I could feel me
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
Sometimes my world goes upside down Sometimes I see things backwards When I go walking in town Can't get back home Sometimes I see things right to left And I know that's not right at all But since I bumped into you I bump into walls And no one knows what's wrong with me They think that I got dropsie Is dis love? Or is dyslexia Dyslexia Dyslexia I've got these glasses real thick and green Just like the bottoms of coke bottles I stumble 'round my house So strange to me Sometimes my world goes upside down Sometimes I see things backwards But since I bumped into you I bump into walls And no one knows what's wrong with me They think that I got dropsie Is dis love? Or is dyslexia Dyslexia Dyslexia I've got these glasses real thick and green Just like the bottoms of coke bottles I stumble 'round my house So strange to me Sometimes my world goes upside down Sometimes I see things backwards But since I bumped into you I bump into walls And no one knows what's wrong with me They think that I got dropsie Is dis love? Or is dyslexia Dyslexia Dyslexia, yeah Dyslexia Dyslexia, no Dyslexia yeah no yeah no yeah no yeah...
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
Scarlet wants to hold me Wearing just a red-veiled hat Sheba's in the shadows Waiting for her turn at bat In the parlour where the lights are low A vulture sister act, I watch their show They're trying to kill me, want to pick my bones Methodically, erotically I just want your body, Sheba I don't want your brain Scarlet gets what's left of my remains I just want your body, Sheba You lock me up in chains Scarlet, she can referee the game Scarlet likes to scold me Showers me with all her love Sheba's in a bad mood Sharpening her black fur glove With blood and honey attitude They'll never know my gratitude I'm crossed with longitude and latitude Upon my back, with a crack I just want your body, Sheba I don't want your brain Scarlet gets what's left of my remains I just want your body, Sheba You lock me up in chains Scarlet, she can referee the game I just want your body, Sheba I don't want your brain Scarlet gets what's left of my remains I just want your body, Sheba You lock me up in chains Scarlet, she can referee the game
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
All the neighbours never see me But they wonder why I walk around at night he gets hungry - I go hunting In the moonlit streets For somebody that's right Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast Is all he's living for And he craves it more and more Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain If they walk alone are never seen again In the paper, seems a florist Found in Lincoln Park, died of some anemia No one raped her, poor Doloris, Just detained her and drained her on the spot Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast Is all he's living for And he craves it more and more Old men, ladies of the night walking in the rain If they walk alone are never seen again Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me No one calls and no one visits We're like a couplet out of Desolation Row We don't want them to want to know us 'Cause when they do, they get a little bit too close Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I'm living for and I crave it more and more Bad girls, cops on the beat in the midnight rain If they're out alone, are never seen again Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 18, 2026