Sawayaka Tasty

They gave you life And in return, you gave them hell

The fool must be sparkin' Talkin' about a double life plea bargain

How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take? How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?

For this I returned from death, he thought. To do infinite harm in a finite world

Yellow tigers, crouched in jungles, in her dark eyes

For a teenager in a boring-ass town like this, a car with a full tank of gas is the gateway to all evil

They ain't good for nothin' But puttin' a man six feet in a hole

I know my kind, what goes on in our minds

You keep your distance with a system of touch And gentle persuasion

I would fly you to the moon and back I've got a ticket for a world where we belong

His skin seemed thin and delicate, as if at any moment his entire leonine hide might crumple inside all the formidable worsted clothes

Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night It's in Dolby stereo but I never hear it right

The only shotgun he had was, in fact, double-barreled. He stood on 161st Street, a block from the Grand Concourse, in the Bronx, and wondered if he could get both barrels in his mouth

Portable, sportable, totally affordable

I wish the real world would just stop hassling me

7 miles of traffic backed up in a turn But you're pumpin' your legs and you're feelin' the burn And you'll ride that fuckin’ bike just as far as you can

They got the shapely bodies They got the Steely Dan T-shirts

Love is the way that life forgets that it is terminal. Love is life’s alibi in the face of death

If I should die darlin' in your arms What a lovely way to go

The greatest city of the twentieth century Do you think money will keep it yours?