71.43%
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes I love trash
71.43%
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
71.43%
She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams
Till tomorrow
71.43%
You know when that shark bites
With his teeth
71.43%
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
71.43%
All kinds of animals coming here
Occasional demons too
71.43%
Mairzy doats
And dozy doats
71.43%
Up front there ought to be
A Man In Black
71.43%
"I am" I said
To no one there
71.43%
Me and my robot
Tip-toe round creepin'
71.43%
Birds and worms will come for me
The cycle of life is complete
71.43%
There used to be a graying tower
Alone on the sea