Sun's going down. like a big bald head. disappearing behind the boulevard. (oooeee.) it's sharkey's night. yeah. it's sharkey's night tonight. and the
You knwo that little clock, the one on your vcr the one that's always blinking twelve noon because you never figured out how to get in there and change
Last night I saw a host of angels and they were all singing different songs and it sounded like a lot of lawnmowers mowing down my lawn and up above kerjillions
Sun's coming up. like a big bald head. poking up over the grocery store. it's sharkey's day. it's sharkey's day today. sharkey wakes up and sharkey says
It was a large room. full of people. all kinds. and they had all arrived at the same buidling at more or less the same time. and they were all free. and
You know those nights, when you're sleeping, and it's totally dark, and absolutely silent, and you don't dream, and there's only blackness, and this is
Standby. You're on the air. Buenos noches Senores y Senoras. Bienvenidos. La primero pregunta es: Que es mas macho. pineapple o knife ? Well let's Iee
Daddy daddy, it was just like you said now that the living outnumber the dead. where I come from it's a long thin thread across an ocean. down a river
Well I stopped in at the body shop said to the guy: I want stereo fm installed in my teeth and take this mole off my back and put it on my cheek. and
They say that heaven is like tv a perfect little world that doesn't really need you and everything there is made of light and the days keep going by here
It was august. summer of '82. you had that rusty old car and me I had nothing better to do you picked me up. we hit the road. baby me and you. we shot
off. And I said: Hey! Give me that pen! I turned the corner in Soho today and someone Looked right at me and said: Oh no! Another Laurie Anderson clone
The day, the Devil comes to getcha You know him by the way he smiles The day, the Devil comes to getcha He's a rusty truck with only twenty miles He's
a?? Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back to London Laurie Anderson. Ooooaaaah! Ooooaaaah! Hi. This evening I'll be reading from a book I just
The summer of 1974 was brutally hot in New York and I kept thinking about how nice and icy it must be at the North Pole. And then I though, a??Wait a
Moon rises and sets In the real world Islands and hurricanes Wind blows in fort jersey It floats across the pave Into the open ocean It's a good day To
One by one the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night is going And
I no longer love your mouth. I no longer love your eyes. I no longer love your eyes. I no longer love the color of your sweaters. I no longer love it.