The Celestial Cue For A Monthly Red Demon...

[Pinball Wizard]

That's right...

I am a werewhore.

Activated by full moons
and scented perfumes.
You think this is rubbish
and untrue?
Possibly rethink this,
or my next suitor,
could be you!!!

I moons, clovers, and golden rainbows.

 

[yertle-the-turtle]

I'm frightened

 

[Pinball Wizard]

*howl.

Hey there teen wolf.

How's it shakin?

I'm still human.

How bout you?

 

[Pinball Wizard]

just look folks at the diversity of similar threads.

who would have guessed,
my moon phase problem so universally addressed?

Especially the latter.

 

[theSoulfulMofo]

i dont' get it... are you saying you menstruate?

 

[yertle-the-turtle]

in touch with the ground
i'm on the prowl
i'm on the hunt i'm after you
scent and a sound
i'm lost and i'm found
and i'm hungry like the wolf

do do do do do do do

 

[Pinball Wizard]

The last two posts are driven by profanity.

Impaired by duran duran and gutter mindedness.

How dare thee.

Indeed.

 

[u2popmofo]

I see a bad moon arising....

 

[Pinball Wizard]

The Celestial Erection.
Do not kill it, for it drifts,
drifts, drifts, drifts, away.

Fleeting the stars,
passersby, parked cars,
tumult and cantakery,
can't you just live,
along side it's shoulders?
Sit between these two cosmic boulders?

Do it my friend,
or it will be thine end.

 

[u2popmofo]

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Cujo and the Whoreboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; get a treat.

 

[Pinball Wizard]

Is that insubordination from the southern corner?
do we have concensus, or are you the former?
Do not stop the cephalized wheel from turning,
Let my Proud Mary keep on friggin burning.

 

[u2popmofo]

Of Whore and Man:

Off through the new days mist I run
Out from the new days mist I have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taken the sluttiest man

Shape shift
Hoes to the wind
Shape shift
Feeling strange men
Move swift
All senses clean
Earths gift, back to the moaning of Mike

 

[Pinball Wizard]

Enter Sandwich:

Solo Instrumental,

with rear accompaniment.

 

[u2popmofo]

Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your bum burns faster
obey your Master
Master

Master of Man-pets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your behind and touching your things
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

 

[Pinball Wizard]

No Leaf Dover:

When it comes to feeling,
the pseudo-headlights
under Ben's faux flannel,
he's like a return train coming your way...

ay, ay...

 

[u2popmofo]

Who I've felt
When I've moaned
Never shined through with what I've shown
Always free
On me
So I dub thee bum-whore-given

 

[zoney!]

I do not comprehend all this waxing and waning.

Give it it 28 days...she be fertile again.

I am sure.

Cheese anyone?

 

[yertle-the-turtle]

werewhore-ify 'nothing else matters' please!

 

[Angela Harlem]

This isn't a confession.