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
Soft as the voice of an angel whispers our comforting way You know all entertainers get mail from their fans And sometimes folks even write to us for
all for yourself Hey honey, could there ever be, Should there ever be, Could there ever be something else? I used to say my prayers boys, I used to sing the hymns Even
a song for you. [Verse Three] Syke! Aaahhh, the rawness is back. Tell your boys the Lord uses the rawest of raps. The hardcorest of tracks cause hardcoreness attracts. Some hymns
swamp; the silence is treacle thick And calls us to prayer: paint God with your blood And fill haunted women with knives and kites And gauges and valves and make them weep long hymns
touched by human hands Then I behold that island so fair Where the tree's lift their crown in prayers To the golden glow of the evening sky I hold the
s goin' crazy somewhere in between The hymns on Sunday mornin' and the sins in Dancy's dream Sometimes it's almost like He was never even there But other
mass without flaw though inwards she abhored Not her coven of suitors but the stare of their lord {I must avert my eyes to hymns For his gaze brings
At mass without flaw Though inwards She abhored Not Her coven of suitors But the stare of their Lord "I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings
touched by human hands. Then I behold that island so fair, Where the tree's lift their crown in prayers To the golden glow of the evening sky I hold the
: [M: Petrozza/Fioretti/Reil u L: Petrozza u c Maldoror] [Something like the band's battle hymn. It's one of the most requested ones, and even after
