by Joni Mitchell on album The Studio Albums (1968-1979)

I'll try to keep myself open up to you That's a promise that I made to love When it was new "Just like Jericho" I said "Let these wall come tumbling down" I said it like I finally found the way To kee

by Aesop Rock on album Bootleg Collection, Volume 1

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly? Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully v

by Cradle of Filth on album Miscellaneous

As lonely as a poet on the Walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography [Special Edition]

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography Deluxe (Bonus Track Version)

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Harder, Darker, Faster: Thornography Deluxe

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Cradle of Filth on album Thornography

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar I proved it, improved it D

by Laughing Colors on album Laughing Colors

Monday was raining, and I was dreaming that the walls were coming down First came the thunder, and then the anger, I can feel the danger, but it didn't make me frown Oh, my Plastic Jericho, It might

by Alien Sex Fiend on album Classic Albums & BBC Sessions Collection

It was just a simple case of lobotomy I'm feeling better now I've found my mind The leaves on the tree are Falling down to the ground And I'm looking through an Illusion in your mirror Who is

by Bride on album A Steve Taylor Tribute: I Predict a Clone

He was born in Babylon, crosses burning on the lawn Got his name on Hoover's list Voice tight light, up close fist Sunken eyes, deep like bone Broke his spirit, heart of stone We don't need no colour

by Aesop Rock on album None Shall Pass - Single

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully vu

by Aesop Rock on album None Shall Pass (Bonus Edition)

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully vu

by Aesop Rock on album None Shall Pass

Flash that buttery gold, jittery zeitgeist Wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we, to heart huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wing Colorfully vu