From: chupchup@ferkel.ucsb.edu (Robert Earl)
Subject: Skin - Shame, Humility, Revenge (was Re: Swans - Anonymous Bodies)
Organization: (EVIL!)
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1992 12:06:10 GMT

amason@bilbo.cs.uct.ac.za (A E W Mason) writes:

| Yeah, me too. Also, if anyone has a track listing for Shame,Humility & Revenge
| by Skin ( Hey, its related! ), or even ( heaven forbid ) the lyrics,
| I would appreciate a posting of those as well.

Well, here it is.  This is quite a good album, and quite a rare
find...  I have only ever seen -one- copy of this aforementioned
album, only on CD, never on vinyl or cassette, and I bought that one.

1.  Nothing Without You
2.  Everything at Once
3.  Breathing Water
4.  The Center of Your Heart
5.  Cold Bed
6.  24 Hours
7.  One Small Sacrifice
8.  Turned to Stone
9.  I Want to Be Your Dog  (* Extra track only on CD, I believe)

nothing without you

i'm weak and i'm slow, when you are near.
defeated, i'll disappear.  in the blood in your
mouth, i'll disappear, defeated, i'll stand behind
you.  we'll be here, forever.  we won't move again.
your body's open, we're slipping down, through
an open floor, we'll fall forever.  i'm weak and i'm
slow, when your eyes are on me, defeated, i'll dis-
appear.  i left myself, beneath your skin.  what
were you?  who was i then?  look over there,
against the wall.  there's a memory there: red
hands, blood and hair.  i don't know where you are.
i don't know where i end.  i'm nothing, without you.


everything at once

i'll cut up my time into two seperate pieces.  in one
place, i'm someone i don't know.  in the second
place i don't remember my name.  i'll maintain
control; i'll imitate you perfectly.  now nothing's
there; you win.  my flesh hangs loose on my bones.
i'm old, i'm poisoned.  i feel everything at once.
now throw me out the window.  watch me fall.  i'll try
to remember if i've ever been here before.  i can't
remember.  i'll imitate everything around me per-
fectly.  time will always win.  it's poison.  i never
loved you.  i was never here.  i remember what it
felt like to take a deep breath, then exhale, then
forget what i had just done.  i was never here.  i'll
imitate everything around me, perfectly.


breathing water

take this glass of water, hold it in your hand.  drink
the water slowly, don't show an emotion.  take your
clothes off.  sit on the edge of the bed.  cover your-
self with your hands.  i'll try to remember what you look
like sitting there.  we're seperate bodies.  we'll
never understand what the other one needs.  here
we are, now what do we get?  nothing.  absolutely
nothing.  it's just like breathing.  it's just like
breathing water.  sit there with your clothes off
while i look at you.  we'll never change.  the world's
getting smaller with every second we breathe.
when it's inside you, you've changed.


the center of your heart

there's a soft idea, wrapped around your mind.
you're spread out on the bed.  you're suffering for
god.  i want the center of your heart.  i've been
wondering what it takes to destroy you.  i found out
yesterday; all you need is humility.  i want the cen-
ter of your heart.  i recorded your voice on the
telephone.  when you heard it, you cried "where
am i now?  i've been nailed down."  i want the center
of your heart.  my body's been used and eaten, but
i still feel nothing inside myself.  i sweat when
you're on top of me, and i can't distinguish you
from me.  i want the center of your heart.  i know i'm
beautiful when you touch me.  i know what you're
thinking.  read my mind.  i want the center of your
heart.  hold onto me.  hold on.  now be ashamed.  be
ashamed.


24 hours

24 hours, split three ways.  because you bought
one third, you own everything.  shut off the pos-
sibility, and wipe out imagination.  now the world
stands still.  i'll take it with me to my grave.  wrap
your hands around my neck.  now choke me slowly.
but i won't die.  i know one thing, and one thing
only: you are what you learn to need.  i'll surround
myself with things that look like me.  i'll take them
with me to my grave.


one small sacrifice

oh jesus, oh jesus: you're my only girl.   you're my
only god.  oh jesus, oh jesus: i follow you now.  for-
give me now.  i'll follow you down, to a dirty black
room, where the air is gone.  i'll lie down on the
table, and i'll wait for you, to step inside me now.
oh jesus, step inside me now.  oh jesus, you're my
only girl.  i'll look into your eyes, until i lose my
mind.  get out of my mind, get out of this place.  the
air is gone.  you're my only girl.  you're my only god.
if i drink your blood, i will be like you.  girl i want to
be like you.  i will lose my mind.  you're my only god.
you're my only god.


turned to stone

when you are old and tired, and sickness breeds in
you, i hope you forget me then, forget what i've
done to you.  you were my only friend.  then i was
half alive.  that's more than i could ever ask, but i
took your trust and ruined you.  if you were here
with me in this room, i'd stand right in front of you,
and beg you to forget, i was ever inside of you.  you
were the only thing i ever owned, worth anything
at all, and i took your heart and held it, and i turned
it into stone.  when you are sick and tired, and
you're confined to your memory, throw me out of
your mind; i've been turned to stone.

-- 
"If you've got a pig that likes jumping fences, | robert earl
you have to make its fence a lot higher all at  | rearl@ucsd.edu
once -- if you do it by increments, all you're  | rearl@piggy.ucsb.edu
doing is training a jumping pig." -Henry Spencer|
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