Out on the mortuary lawn
You’d run and gasp and scream.
You had a terror of my undead self-
Too cold, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to digest you?
I hated you. but I loved you, too.
Footsteps in the night
Told me that you had gone to flight,
Fleeing from my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come back and I´m so cold,
let me have one nibble
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come back and I´m so cold,
let me have one nibble
Ooh, I get starving! I get hungry,
lurching after you.
I fall a lot. I crawl a lot,
as I pursue you.
I'm coming back, love,
Sweet Heathcliff, my one dream,
My date for dinner.
Too long you fled in the night.
I’m starving, and I need a bite.
I hear you moan in wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold,
let me have one nibble.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold,
let me have one nibble.
Ooh! Let me savor,
as I cannot abstain.
Ooh! What a flavor.
As I munch your brain,
Eaten by me- Cathy!
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me have one nibble.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me have one nibble.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold...
Well, she died at 17,
then returned to the scene,
And the way she looked drove me to despair.
I saw her gnaw on my brother (ooh)
As his screams rent the air.
Well she looked at me, and i, i could see
If she had her way, I'd be a dinner for her.
I fled as she ate mother (whooh)
and father- both the pair.
Well, my gun went "boom,"
When i crossed that tomb,
And i held her hand in mine...
Whoah, I ran through the night,
but I had a sense I might,
before too long, become a meal for her.
But she chowed down on another (whooh)
who didn’t have a prayer.
Well, my heart went "boom,"
As I fled that tomb,
And still held her hand in mine...
Though I ran through the night,
and I gave her a good fight,
before too long, i fell prey to her.
Now i'll have to nosh on another (whooh)
Since i saw her standing there
Michael @ #67- That's an excellent idea; when next I speak to Velma, I'll ask her about it, and see if I can't help coordinate something.
I've just come from visiting Soren in the hospital. Velma is there, and bearing up as well as could be be expected; Soren is resting; his blood pressure was down to approximately 186 over 123 when I left.
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