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Do you remember Chalk hearts melting on a playground wall? Do you remember Dawn escapes from moon washed college halls? Do you remember The cherry blossom in the market square? Do you remember I thought it was confetti in our hair? By the way, didnt I break your heart? Please excuse me I never meant to break your heart So sorry, I never meant to break your heart But you broke mine Kayleigh, is it too late to say Im sorry? And, Kayleigh, could we get it together again I just cant go on pretending that it came to a natural end Kayleigh, oh I never thought Id miss you And, Kayleigh, I thought that wed always be friends We said our love would last forever So how did it come to this bitter end? Oh yeah Do you remember Barefoot on the lawn with shooting stars? Do you remember Loving on the floor in Belsize Park? Do you remember Dancing in stilettos in the snow? Do you remember You never understood I had to go? By the way, didnt I break your heart? Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart So sorry, I never meant to break your heart But you broke mine Kayleigh, I just want to say Im sorry But, Kayleigh, Im too scared to pick up the phone To hear youve found another lover to patch up our broken home Kayleigh, Im still trying to write that love song Kayleigh, its more important to me, now youre gone Maybe it will prove that we were right Or itll prove that I was wrong
I was walking in the park Dreaming of a spark When I heard the sprinklers whisper, shimmer In the haze of summer lawns Then I heard the children singing They were running through the rainbows They were singing a song for you Well it seemed to be a song for you The one I wanted to write for you, for you, you Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green When I am King, dilly dilly, you will be Queen A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love I.O.U. for your love Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue When you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love I.O.U. for your love Lavender dreams dilly, dilly, lavenders true When you miss me dilly dilly, I did miss you A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I O U for your love I O U for your love For your love For your love For your love Oh I´m gonna turn back to you Gonna find my way back to you For your love For your love For your love For your love I´m always walking in the park Always dreaming of a spark For you
A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow Not the regal creature of border caves But the poor, misguided, directionless familiar of some obscure Scottish poet The mist crawls from the canal Like some primordial phantom of romance To curl, under a cascade of neon pollen While I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father Your carnation will rot in a vase A train sleeps in a siding The driver guzzles another can of lager, lager To wash away the memories of a Friday night down at the club She was a wallflower at sixteen, shell be a wallflower at thirty four Her mother called her beautiful Her daddy said, a whore The sky was bible black in Lyon, when I met the Magdalene She was paralyzed in a streetlight She refused to give her name And a ring of violet bruises They were pinned upon her arm Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand To a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear Jentend ton coeur, jentend ton coeur I can hear your heart, I can hear your heart, I can hear your heart Hear your heart I hear your heart Its getting late, for scribbling and scratching on the paper Somethings gonna give under this pressure, and the cracks are already beginning to show Its too late The weekend career girl never boarded the plane They said this could never happen again Oh, so wrong, so wrong This time it seems to be another misplaced rendezvous This time, its looking like another misplaced rendezvous With you The parallel of you, you On the outskirts of nowhere On the ringroad to somewhere On the verge of indecision Ill always take the roundabout way Waiting on the rain For I was born with a habit, from a sign The habit of a windswept thumb, and the sign of the rain Rain on me, rain Its started raining
So here I am once more In the playground of the broken hearts One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned Yet another emotional suicide Overdosed on sentiment and pride Too late to say I love you Too late to restage the play Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday Im losing on the swings Im losing on the roundabouts Im losing on the swings Im losing on the roundabouts Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play The game is over, the game is over So here I am once more In the playground of the broken hearts Im losing on the swings Im losing on the roundabouts The game is over Yet another emotional suicide Overdosed on sentiment and pride Im losing on the swings Im losing on the roundabouts, roundabouts, the game is over Too late to say I love you Too late to restage the play The game is over I act the role in classic style Of a martyr carved with twisted smile To bleed the lyric for this song To write the rites to right my wrongs An epitaph to a broken dream To exercise this silent scream A scream thats born from sorrow I never did write that lovesong The words just never seemed to flow Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection And examine the shadows on the other side of morning And examine the shadows on the other side of morning Promised wedding now a wake Promised wedding now a wake, awake The fool escaped from paradise Will look over his shoulder and cry Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer Why? As you grow up and leave the playground Where you kissed your prince and found your frog Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears So Ill hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens song Has gone solo in the game Ive gone solo in the game, but the game is over Can you still say you love me Can you still say you love me Can you still say that you love me Do you love me Do you love me Do you love me Do you love me, the jesters tear Can you still say you love me Can you still say you love me Can you still say that you love me? The jesters tear, the jesters tear Do you love me
Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian These hearts of Lothian Its six oclock in the tower blocks Stalagmites of culture shock And the trippers of the light fantastic, bow down, hoe-down Spray their pheromones on this perfume uniform And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile And were waiting on the slyboys, flyboys, wideboys Rooting, tooting cowboys Lucky little ladies at the watering holes Theyll score the Friday night goals I was born with a heart of Lothian I was born with a heart of Lothian I was born with a heart of Lothian With a heart of Lothian And the man from the magazine wants another shot of you all curled up Cause you look like an actor in a movie shot But youre feeling like a wino in a parking lot How did I get in here anyway? Do we really need a playback of the show? Cause the wide boy wants to head for the watering hole Lets go And the man in the mirror has sad eyes
Last night you said I was cold, untouchable A lonely piece of action from another town I just want to be free, Im happy to be lonely Cant you stay away? Just leave me alone with my thoughts Just a runaway, just a runaway, Im saving myself Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights Cold moan, held on the crest of the night Im too tired to fight So now were passing strangers, at single tables Still trying to get over, still trying to write love songs for passing strangers All those passing strangers And the twinkling lies, all those twinkling lies Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper Oh I remember Toronto when Mylo went down And we sat and we cried on the phone I never felt so alone He was the first of our own Some of us go down in a blaze of obscurity Some of us go down in a haze of publicity The price of infamy, the edge of insanity Another Holiday Inn, another temporary home And an interviewer threatened me with a microphone Talk to me, wont you tell me your stories. So I talked about conscience and I talked about pain And he looked out the window and it started to rain I thought maybe Ive already gone crazy So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door And I picked up the sleeping pills crushed on the floor Inviting me to a casual obscenity It would be incredible if we could retrace all the times that we lived here All the collisions Wasted, Ive never been so wasted Ive never been this far out before Perimeter walk Theres a presence here I feel could have been ancient, I could have been mystical Theres a presence A childhood, my childhood My childhood, childhood A misplaced childhood My childhood, a misplaced childhood Give it back to me, give it back to me A childhood, that childhood, that childhood, that childhood, that childhood Oh please give it back to me I saw a war widow in a launderette Washing the memories from her husbands clothes She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes I see convoys curbcrawling West German autobahns Trying to pick up a war Theyre going to even the score Oh... I cant take any more I see black flags on factories Soup ladles poised on the lips of the poor I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the alleyways Does anybody care, I cant take any more! Should we say goodbye? Hey I see priests, politicians? The heroes in black plastic body-bags under nations flags I see children pleading with outstretched hands, drenched in napalm, this is no Vietnam I cant take any more, should we say goodbye How can we justify? They call us civilised!
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, and invisible tears Safe in my own words, learning from my own worlds Cruel joke, cruel joke Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono A morning mare rides, in the starless shutters of my eyes The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scorned A refugee, refugee
Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a Blackheath cell Extinguishing the fires in a private hell Provoking the heartache to renew the licence Of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile capsule Propping up the crust of the glitter conscience Wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover Baptised in the tears from the real Drowning in the liquid seas on the Piccadilly line Rat race scuttling through the damp electric labyrinth Caress Ophelias hand with breaststroke ambition An albatross in the maritime tradition Sheathed within the Walkman, wear the halo of distortion Aural contraceptive aborting pregnant conversation She turned the harpoon and it pierced my heart She hung herself around my neck From the Time-Life-Guardians in their conscience bubbles Safe and dry in my sea of troubles Nine to five with suitable ties Cast adrift as their side-show, peepshow, stereo hero Becalm bestill, bewitch, drowning in the real The thief of Baghdad hides in Islington now Praying deportation for his sacred cow A legacy of romance from a twilight world The dowry of a relative mystery girl A Vietnamese flower, a Dockland union A mistress of release from a magazines thighs Magdalenes contracts more than favours The feeding hands of western promise hold her by the throat A son of a swastika of 45 parading a peroxide standard Graffiti disciples conjure testaments of hatred Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges This is Brixton chess A knight for Embankment folds his newspaper castle A creature of habit, begs the boatmans coin Hell fade with old soldiers in the grease stained roll call And linger with the heartburn of Good Fridays last supper Son watches father scan obituary columns in search of absent school friends While his generation digests high fibre ignorance Cowering behind curtains and the taped up painted windows Decriminalised genocide, provided door to door Belsens Pandoras box of holocausts gracefully cruising satellite infested heavens Waiting, the season of the button, the penultimate migration Radioactive perfumes, for the fashionably, for the terminally insane, insane Do you realise? Do you realise? Do you realise, this world is totally fugazi Where are the prophets, where are the visionaries, where are the poets To breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary
And it was morning And I found myself mourning For a childhood that I thought had disappeared I looked out the window And I saw a magpie in the rainbow, the rain had gone Im not alone, I turned to the mirror I saw you, the child, that once loved The child before they broke his heart Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost Hey you, surprised? More than surprised To find the answers to the questions Were always in your own eyes Do you realise that you could have gone back to her? But that would only be retracing all the problems that you ever knew So untrue For shes got to carry on with her life And youve got to carry on with yours So I see its me, I can do anything And Im still the child Cos the only thing misplaced was direction And I found direction There is no childhoods end You are my childhood friend, lead me on Hey you, youve survived. Now youve arrived To be reborn in the shadow of the magpie Now you realise, that youve got to get out of here Youve found the leading light of destiny, burning in the ashes of your memory You want to change the world Youd resigned yourself to die a broken rebel But that was looking backward Now youve found the light You, the child that once loved The child before they broke his heart Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost So its me I see, I can do anything Im still the child Cos the only thing misplaced was direction And I found direction There is no childhoods end I am your childhood friend, lead me on
On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home And the pool player rests on another cue Last nights hero picking up his dues A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet Shes staring at the brochures at the holidays Chalking up a name in your hometown Standing all your mates to another round Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles The warm wet circles I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths A classrooms shabby butterflies Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes; Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass Sharing cigarettes with experience With her giggling jealous confidantes She faithfully traces his name With quick bitten fingernails Through the tears of condensation Thatll cry through the night As the glancing headlights of the last bus Kiss adolescence goodbye In a warm wet circle Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart A warm wet circle Like a bullet hole in Central Park A warm wet circle And Ill always surrender To the warm wet circles She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse Giving it all away before its too late Shell let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle Giving it all away and showing no shame Shell take a mothers kiss on her first broken heart A warm wet circle Shell realise that she played her part in a warm wet circle
It was a wedding ring Destined to be found in a cheap hotel Lost in a kitchen sink Or thrown in a wishing well At that time of the night When streetlights throw crosses through window frames Paranoia roams where the shadows reign Oh, at that time of the night At that time of the night Your senses tangled in some new perfume Criticism triggers of a loaded room Oh, at that time of the night So if you ask me How do I feel inside I could honestly tell you Weve been taken on a very long ride And if my owners Let me have some free time some day With all good intention I would probably run away Clutching the short straw At that time of the night When questions rally in an open mind Summon all your answers with an ice cube chime Oh, at that time of the night At that time of the night Pretend youre off the hook with the telephone Your confidence wounded in a free fire zone Oh, at that time of the night So if you ask me Where do I go from here My next destination Even isnt really that clear So if you join me And get on your knees and prey Ill show you salvation Well take the alternative way Clutching the short straw If I had enough money Id buy a round for that boy over there A companion in my madness in the mirror the one with the silvery hair And if some kind soul could please pick up my tab And while theyre at it if they could pick up my broken heart Warm wet circles Warm wet circles Warm wet circles Warm wet circles Warm wet circles Warm wet circles Warm wet circles
Armalite, street lights, nightsights Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter Death in the shadows hell maim you, hell wound you, hell kill you For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores Boys baptised in wars Boys baptised in wars Morphine, chill scream, bad dream Serving as numbers on dogtags, flakrags, sandbags Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep The wounds that burn so deep, burn so deep Your mother sits on the edge of the world When the cameras start to roll Panoramic viewpoint resurrects the killing fold Your father drains another beer, hes one of the few that cares Crawling behind a Saracens hull from the safety of his living room chair Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the tricolour I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die Asking questions, pleading answers from the nameless faceless watchers That stalk the carpeted corridors of Whitehall Who orders desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation In in the guarded bureaucratic wombs Minister, minister care for your children, order them not into damnation To eliminate those who would trespass against you For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory forever and ever, Amen Halt! Who goes there? Death Approach, friend Youre just another coffin on its way down the emerald aisle When your childrens stony glances mourn your death in a terrorists smile The bombers arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves Alleys sing with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell Forgotten sons From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash But remember Monday signings when from door to door you dash On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier, count the cost For a second youll be famous but labelled posthumous Forgotten sons, forgotten sons Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child Just another forgotten son
Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? They boarded up the synagogues Uzis on a street corner You cant take a photograph Of uzis on a street corner The DJ resigned today They wouldnt let him have his say Surface scratched where the needles play Uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here? Terror in the Rue de St. Denis Murder on the periphery Someone else in someone elses pocket Christ knows I dont know how to stop it Lay poppies at the cenotaph The cynics cant afford to laugh I heard in on the telegraph Theres Uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? The more I see, the more I hear, the more I find fewer answers I close my mind, I shout it out but you know its getting harder To calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what its all about Im uptight, cant sleep at night, I cant pretend everythings alright My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me But to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons Theyre burning down the synagogues Uzis on a street corner The heralds of the holocaust Uzis on a street corner The silence never louder than now How quickly we forgot our vows This resurrection we cant allow Uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? We buy fresh bagels from the corner store Where swastikas are spat from aerosols I sit in the bar sipping iced White Russian Trying to score but nobodys pushing And everyone looks at everyones faces Searching for signs and praying for traces Of a conscience in residence Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence Racing the clouds home Racing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the red tape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps frozen faces in nameless ranks I know that they would rather be standing here beside me Racing the clouds home Racing the clouds home You can shut your eyes, you can hide it away Its gonna come back another day Racing the clouds home Are we racing the clouds home? Racing the clouds home
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of Cocaine on the mirror The short straw took its bow The tell tale tocking of the last cigarette Marking time in the packet as the whisky sweat Lies like discarded armour on an unmade bed And a familiar craving is crawling in his head And the only sign of life is the ticking of the pen Introducing characters to memories like old friends Frantic as a cardiograph scratching out the lines A fever of confession a catalogue of crime in Happy hour Do you cry in happy hour? Do you hide in happy hour? The pilgrimage to happy hour New shadows tugging at the corner of his eye Jostling for attention When the sunlight flares Through a curtains tear Shuffling its beams as if in nervous anticipation Of another day
The rain auditions at my window Its symphony echoes in my womb My gaze scans the walls of this apartment To rectify the confines of my tomb Im the cyclops in the tenement, Im the soul without the cause Crying midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doors Clippings from ancient newspapers lie scattered cross the floor Stained by the wine from a shattered glass Meaningless words, yellowed by time Faded photos exposing pain Celluloid leeches bleeding my mind Christ, youve finished playing hangman, youve cast the fateful dice Advise, advise, advise me This shroud shall not suffice And thus begins the web Attempting to discard these clinging memories I only serve to wallow in our past I fabricate the weave with my excuses Its strands I hope and pray shall last Oh, please do last Oh, please do last Oh, please do last The flytrap needs the insect, ivy caresses the wall Needles make love to the junkies, the sirens seduce with their call Confidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me Confused and rejected, despised and alone I kiss isolation on its fevered brow Security clutching me, obscurity threatening me Christ, your reasons were so obvious as my friends have qualified I only laughed away your tears, but even jesters cry But even jesters cry I realise I hold the key to freedom Oh, I cannot let my life be ruled by threads The time has come to make decisions The changes have to be made I realise I hold the key to freedom I cannot let my life be ruled by threads The time has come to make decisions The changes have to be made Now I leave you, the past does have its say Youre all but forgotten, a mote in my heart Decisions have been made Theyve been made, theyve been made Decisions have been made Ive conquered my fears Oh, my fears The flaming shroud The flaming shroud Thus ends the web The web The web The web
A love song with no validity Pretend you never meant that much to me Numb, a vallium child, bored by meaningless collisions A lonely stretch of headlight, diamonds trapped in black ice A mirror cracked along the white lines I just wanted you to be the first one I just wanted you to be the first one Ashes are burning, burning Ashes are burning, burning A lifestyle with no simplicities But Im not asking for your sympathies Talk, we never could talk, distanced by all that was between us A lord of the backstage, a creature of language Im so far out and Im too far in I just wanted you to be the first one I just wanted you to be the first one Bridges are burning, burning Bridges are burning, burning Now, now, now, now
I was flicking through the channels on the TV On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain Trying to piece together conversations Trying to find out where to lay the blame But when it comes right down to it Theres no use trying to pretend For when it gets right down to it Theres no one here thats left to blame Blame it on me, you can blame it on me Were just sugar mice in the rain I heard Sinatra calling me down through the floorboards Where you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhyme To the jukebox crying in the corner While the waitress is counting out the time For when it comes right down to it Theres no use trying to pretend For when it gets right down to it Theres no one really left to blame Blame it on me, oh you can blame it on me Were just sugar mice in the rain Cause I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I am Daddy took a raincheck Cause I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I need Daddy took a raincheck Your daddy took a raincheck Aint no one in here thats left to blame but me Blame it on me Blame it on me Well the toughest thing that I ever did Was talk to the kids on the phone When I heard them asking questions I knew that you were all alone Cant you understand that the government left me out of work? I just couldnt stand the looks on the faces saying what a jerk So if you want my address Its number one at the end of the bar Where I sit with the broken angels Clutching at straws and nursing our scars Blame it on me, blame it on me Sugar mice in the rain Your daddy took a raincheck Your daddy took a raincheck
When I hit the streets back in 81 Found a heart in the gutter and a poets crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation but Im proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation but Im proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We dont need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together well rise We will wear your white feather All the children We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations Beirut children But were proud to own our hearts Jerusalem children We will wear your white feather Tokyo children We will carry your white flag Moscow children We will swear we have no nations Washington children But were proud to own our hearts Munich children These are our hearts Chicago children These are our hearts Cairo children You cant take away our hearts... You cant steal our hearts away I cant walk away I cant walk away No more, no more, no more, no more...
Garden party held today Invites call the debs to play Social climbers polish ladders Wayward sons again have fathers Hello, Dad, hello, Dad Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers Rudely wakened from their slumbers Time has come again for slaughter On the lawns by still Cam waters A slaughter, its a slaughter Champagne corks are firing at the sun again Swooping swallows chased by violins again Strafed by Strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again Oh God Oh God, not again Aperitifs consumed en masse Display their owners on the grass Couples loiter in the cloisters Social leeches quoting Chaucer Doctors son, a parsons daughter Where, why not, and should they oughta Please dont lie upon the grass Unless accompanied by a fellow Punting on the Cam is jolly fun they say Beagling on the downs, oh please do come they say Rugger is the tops, a game for men they say Good God, they say Im punting Im beagling Im wining Reclining Im rucking Im fucking So welcome Its a party Angie chalks another blue Mother smiles, she did it too Chitters chat and gossips lash Posers pose, pressmen flash Flash Flash Smiles polluted with false charm Locking on to Royal arms Society columns now ensured Returns to mingle with the crowds Oh, what a crowd Punting on the Cam, oh please do come they say Beagling on the downs, oh please so come they say Garden party held today they say Oh please do come, oh please do come, they say
When the taxis gather in mock solemnity Funeral hearses court the death of virginity Was it paradise lost or paradise found? Did we gain respect or were we holding ground? You had found true love, or so you believed And the wideboys tattooed your hearts upon their sleeves So when you think its time to go, when you think its time to go Dont be surprised, the heroes never show And the patter merchants selling false impressions Tipping eyes at the waitress with American expressions Tie angels to the bar with sweet martinis and their charms Theyre lying on every word and every arm Theyre turning down their noses to the best lines And the cheap wines And the wideboys They wear their lovebites for their crimes So when you think its time to go, when you think its time to go Dont be surprised, the heroes never show
Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk Mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shapers songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly heads they bow in shame They cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in Grendels name Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shapers songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgars hall so clear He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgars hall so clear He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will drip with mortal blood, as moonbeams haunt the sky Earth rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the funeral pyres The shapers songs no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, Silken membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother natures bastard child shunned by leaf and stream An alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams The shapers lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp Beguiling queen her innocence offends his icy heart Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell Heorot awaits him like lamb to the butchers knife Stellular heavens ignore even childrens cries Screams are his music, lightning his guide Raping the darkness, d-d-death by his side Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know Heroes delusion, with feet in the grave Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, he cares not for the brave So you thought that your bolts and your locks would keep me out You should have known better after all this time Youre gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame Gods on my side, sure as hell Im gonna take no blame Im gonna take no blame Im gonna take no blame So you say you believe in all of Mother Natures laws You lust for gold with your sharpened knives Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods Then you try to place the killers blade in my hand You call for justice and distort the truth Well Ive had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches Receive your punishment Expose your throats to my righteous claws And let the blood flow, and , flow, flow, flow
He knows, you know He knows, you know Problems, problems Problems, problems Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of a china bowl Youve got venom in your stomach, youve got poison in your head You should have listened to the priest at the confession When he offered you the sacred bread He knows you know, he knows you know He knows you know, but hes got problems Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind Youve got venom in your stomach, youve got poison in your head When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened You were walking with the dead He knows you know, he knows you know, he knows you know Hes got experience, hes got experience, he knows you know But hes got problems Problems, problems, problems Problems Problems He knows... slash wrists, scarlet fever, crawled under your bathroom door Pumping arteries ooze the problem through the gap that the razor tore Youve got venom in your stomach, youve got poison in your head You should have listened to your analysts questions When you lay on his leather bed He knows you know, he knows you know He knows you know, but hes got problems Blank eyes, purple fever, streaming through the frosted pane You learned your lesson far too late from the links in a chemist chain Youve got venom in your stomach, youve got poison in your head You should have stayed at home and talked with father Listen to the lies he fed He knows you know, he knows you know He knows you know, but hes got problems He knows you know, he knows you know, he knows you know Hes got experience, hes got experience, he knows you know You know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know Dont give me your problems!
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion Forewarned, my audience leaves the stage Floating ahead perfumed shift Within the stammering silence The face that launched a thousand frames Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career You played this scene before, you played this scene before I am the mote in your eye, I am the mote in your eye A misplaced reaction The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images In which you will always be the star Untouchable, unapproachable, constant in the darkness Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction With no flower to place before this gravestone And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin But that would only be developing the negative view And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour The public act, let you model your shame On the mannequin catwalk, catwalk Let the cats walk, and the cat walks Ive played this scene before, Ive played this scene before I am the mote in your eye, I am the mote in your eye A misplaced reaction, satisfaction You cant brush me under the carpet, you cant hide me under the stairs The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity You who I directed with lovers will, you who I let hypnotise the lens You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask Just like a greasepaint mask But now Im the snake in the grass, the ghost of film reels past Im the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun Its just begun Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudys lips Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the obituary My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt Youve played this scene before
Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks To burn a little brighter now Something about Roman candles fizzing out Shine a little light on me now Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation Alcohol can thrill me now Its getting late in the game to show any pride or shame I just burn a little brighter now Burn a little brighter now, yeah Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover Need another time out now Like any sort of hero turning down to zero Still standing out in any crowd Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams Sweating out a happy hour When youre hiding 29 you know it aint a crime To burn a little brighter now Burn a little brighter now Burn a little brighter now Burn a little brighter now Dr. Finlay: And my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle, you wont reach 30 Torch: Christ. Its sort of a romantic way to go really, its part of the heritage. Its your round init? We burn a little brighter now, yeah Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks To burn a little brighter now It was something about Roman candles fizzing out Shine a little light on me now Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation Alcohol thrill me now Getting late in the game to show any pride or shame Burn a little brighter now We burn a little brighter now, yeah Burn a little brighter now We burn a little brighter now
A hand held over a candle in angst-fuelled bravado A carbon trail scores a moist stretched palm Trapped in the indecision of another fine menu And you sit there and ask me to tell you the story so far This is the story so far Shuffling your memories dealing your doodles in margins You scrawl out your poems across a beermat or two And when you declare the point of grave creation They turn round and ask you to tell them the story so far This is the story so far And you listen with a tear in your eye To their hopes and betrayals and your only reply Is slàinte mhath Princes in exile raising the standard Drambuie Parading their anecdotes tired from old campaigns Holding their own last orders commanding attention We sit here and listen to all of the story so far This is the story so far Take it away Take it away Take it away Take me away Take me away Take me away Take me away Take me away From the dream on the barbed wire at Flanders and Bilston Glen From a Clydeside that rusts from the tears of its broken men From the realisation that all weve been left behind Is to stand like our fathers before us in the firing line Waiting on the whistle to blow We stand here waiting on the whistle to blow They promised us miracles, and the whistle still blows Broken promises but the whistle still blows Waiting on the whistle to blow We stand here waiting on the whistle to blow
Id be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name But I got problems of the memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game Im a citizen of Legoland travellin incommunicado And I dont give a damn for the Fleet Street afficionados But I dont want to be the backpage interview I dont want launderette anonymity I want my handprints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard A dummy in Tussauds youll see Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado Im a Marquee veteran, a multi-media bonafide celebrity Ive got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility Im a rootin-tootin cowboy, a Peter Pan with street credibility Always taking the point with the dawn patrol fraternity Sometimes it seems like Ive been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity, call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny -- its the way that I choose But I dont want to be a tin can tied To the bumper of a wedding limousine Or currently residing in the where are they now file A toupee on the cabaret scene I want to do adverts for American Express cards Talk shows on prime time TV A villa in France, my own cocktail bar And thats where youre gonna find me Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado Sometimes it seems like Ive been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity, call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny -- its the way that I choose Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado Its the only way Incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado, incommunicado
I am the assassin, with tongue forged from eloquence I am the assassin, providing your nemesis On the sacrificial altar to success, my friend Unleash a stranger from a kiss, my friend No incantations of remorse, my friend Unsheathe the blade within the voice, my friend Who decorates the scarf with the fugi knot Who camouflaged emotion in a thousand yard stare Who gouged the notches from the family tree Who hypnotised the guilt in career rhythm trance Assassing, assassing, assassing, assassing Listen as the syllables of slaughter cut with calm precision Patterned frosty phrases rape your ears and sow the ice incision Adjectives of annihilation bury the point beyond redemption Venomous verbs of ruthless candour plagiarise assassins fervour Apocalyptic alphabet casting spell the creed of tempered diction A friend in need is a friend that bleeds Let bitter silence infect the wound You were a sentimental mercenary in a free fire zone Parading a Hollywood conscience You were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish Pavlovian slaver at the cash till ring of success A non com observer - I assassin the collector - defector So you resigned yourself to failure, my friend And I emerged the chilling stranger, my friend To eradicate the problem, my friend Unsheathe the blade within the voice I am the assassin I am the assassin And what do you call assassins who accuse assassins anyway, my friend?
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare Opening the doors for the dreams to come home We live our lives in private shells Ignore our senses and fool ourselves To thinking that out there that someone else cares Someone to answer all our prayers, all our prayers... Are we too far gone, are we so irresponsible Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care Were terminal cases that keep talking medicine Pretending the end isnt quite that near We make futile gestures, act to the cameras With our made-up faces and our PR smiles And when the angel comes down, down to deliver us Well find out that after all, were only men of straw But everything is still the same Passing the time and passing the blame We carry on in the same old way Well find out we left it too late one day To say what we meant to say Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the water Those problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of The feeling you get is similar to something like drowning Out of your mind, youre out of your depth, you should have taken soundings Clutching at straws, were clutching at straws, were clutching at straws And if you ever come across us dont give us your sympathy You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands And youll recognise by the reflection in our eyes that deep down inside were all one and the same Were clutching at straws Were still drowning Clutching at straws Were still drowning, yeah Clutching at straws Im still drowning Were clutching at straws Im still drowning
A ghost of a mist was on the field The grey and the green together The noise of a distant farm machine Out of the first light came A tattered necklace of hedge and trees On the southern side of the hill Betrays where the border runs between Where Mary Dunoons boy fell Easter here again A time for the blind to see Easter Surely now can all of your hearts be free Out of the port of Liverpool Bound for the north of Ireland The wash of the spray and horsetail waves The roll of the sea below And Easter here again A time for the blind to see Easter Surely now can all of your hearts be free What will you do? Make a stone of your heart? Will you set things right When you tear them apart? Will you sleep at night With the plough and the stars alight? What will you do? With the wire and the gun? Thatll set things right When its said and done? Will you sleep at night? Is there so much love to hide? Forgive Forget Sing never again
When the darkness takes me over Face down, emptier than zero Invisible you come to me ..quietly Stay beside me Whisper to me Here I am And the loneliness fades Some people think Im something Well you gave me that, I know I always feel like nothing When Im in the dark alone You provided the soul, the spark that Drives me on Makes me something more than Flesh and bone At times like these Any fool can see Any fool can see Your love inside me All these years Truth in front of my eyes While I denied What my heart knows was right At times like these Any fool can see Any fool can see Your love inside me I want to be someone I want to be someone I want to be someone Who someone would want to be Someone would want to be Wendy Darling In the kitchen With your dreams Will you fly Again Take to the sky Again Undo the hooks Once and for all Banish the tic tic tic tok tok tok Again Will you be Yourself for me Cause I can take it I can stand Anything When youre with me I can stand it I can stand But when youre gone I never land In Neverland Want to be someone someone Would want to be Someone someone would want to be Someone someone would want to be Someone someone someone someone Any fool Any fool can see Any fool can see Your love Inside me
Sheltering her ego on the edge of a floodlit arc Shell contemplate seduction, shell calculate the catch When she moved, her presence speared me When she spoke, her words ensnared me Watch the lizard, watch the lizard Watch the lizard with the crimson veil She crucified my heart in the depth of a satin grave As I lay in sweating monologue I sensed the lovelight fade Within the spiral of the cigarette You betrayed your bedside etiquette I saw the lizard, I saw the lizard I touched the lizard with the crimson veil Ive seen a different doorway shut a million times before The smiling she chameleon, the smiling vinyl whores They know what they want, they sing your name And glide between the sheets I never say no, in chemical glow well let our bodies meet So was it just a fuck, was it just a fuck, just another fuck I said Loving just for laughs, carnal autograph, lying on a lizards bed So was it just a fuck, was it just a fuck, just another fuck I bled Degraded and alone, raped and still forlorn Betrayed on a lizards bed We chameleon, we chameleon, we chameleon
You landed in my life like a new and brighter light That made all my past seem in the shadow I always used to believe that beauty was skin deep But I need a new word to describe you And the time that it took to take down the wall Was the time that it took for me to fall, hopelessly weak No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait The days before you came were really all the same A greyness, I used to call freedom Endless nights out with the boys, the boasting And the noise to think that I ever believed them No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait I dont care what they think, youre all I believe in I carry you here and theres something of you In everything that I love No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away
Is it wrong to talk to myself even when theres nobody else Im just checking out that Im not gone under the water Thrown on the beach like a seal ready for slaughter Cant you understand that the way things were planned It never worked out so I just went crazy I took to the drink, like something says its maybe I aint got no excuse and thats really the news Got nothing else to say, that its my way, its always my way I seem to be running away so often Ill try anything once and thats the way we should be But its always the same getting caught up again in a habit A habit I just cant shake off the way it always turned out Can you understand its the way I choose to be Everything seems so easy this way But Im going under fast Slipping away Am I so crazy?
Manys the time Ive been thinking about changing my ways But when it gets right down to it, its the same drunken haze Im serving a sentence to write lifes sentences Its only when Im out of it I make sense of this Just for the record Im gonna put it down, down Just for the record Im gonna change my life around Just a revolutionary with a pseudonym Just a barroom dancer on my final fling Just another writer paying off my dues Just finding inspiration well thats my excuse Just for the record Im gonna put it down, down Just for the record Im gonna change my life around Just another empty gesture with an empty glass Just another comic actor behind a tragic mask But Ive got no discipline got no self control Just a little less painful here when my backs against the wall Its too late I found, its too far, Im in two minds Both of them are out of it at the bar When you say I got a problem thats a certainty But I can put it all right down to eccentricity Its just for the record its just a passing phase Just for the record I can stop any day
You landed in my life Like a new and brighter light That made all my past seem in shadow I always used to believe That beauty was skin deep But I need a new word to describe you And the time that it took to take down the wall Was the that it took for me to fall Hopelessly weak No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait The days before you came Were really all the same A greyness I used to call freedom Endless nights out with the boys The boasting and the noise To think that I ever believed them No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait I dont care what they think Youre all I believe in I carry you here And theres something of you In everything I love No one can take you away from me now Dont worry if they take me away No one can take you away from me now Dont matter how long we have to wait
Getting close to seasons end I heard somebody say That it might never snow again In England Snow flakes in a newborn fist Sledging on a hill Are these things well never see In England Well tell our childrens children why We grew so tall and reached so high We left our footprints in the earth And punched a hole right through the sky Well tell them how we changed the world And how we tamed the sea And seasons theyll never know In England So watch the old world melt away A loss regrets could never mend You never miss it till its gone So say goodbye Say goodbye Well tell our childrens children why We grew so tall and reached so high You never miss it till its gone So say goodbye Say goodbye To seasons end So watch the old world melt away A loss regrets could never mend You never miss it till its gone So say goodbye Say goodbye
You pick out your credit cards and check into the night A dozen tequilas and youre feeling all right So you swim to the disco, out of your depth jaded gigolo Your lucky charms are tarnished so you leave alone But theres one place left to go before the taxi home After all youve made your marks One night youll play Elizabeth Taylor The next night youre Marilyn Monroe Forever kissing frogs that think theyre princes Oh, Lady Nina, where did all the romance go? Your little sister baby-sits, your husband picks you up at six The make-up hides the bruises and the tears so they never show Cos your beauty is the only thing youve ever owned Its the only way youve ever known to make your marks You made your marks, you made your marks We believe its for real Ich liebe dich, liebst du mich Lady Nina, Id love to take you home with me But I love my wife and I love my family Ive got a good job, responsibilities And I need to keep respect from society I know youll never act with me I know that youre in love with me So how do I compare to the sailors of the ships of the night? Was I all right? Did you come tonight, Lady Nina? You made your marks, you made your marks Ebony flowers pinned to a velvet cushion in a red light And Edith Piaf sings a lullaby for the night Just making marks, just making marks Just making marks, just making marks You made your marks
Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town Awaiting the prince in his white Capri Dynamic young Tarzan courts the bedsit queen Shes playing the actress in this bedroom scene Shes learning her lines from glossy magazines Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen Patience my tinsel angel Patience my perfumed child One day they really love you Youll charm them with that smile But for now its just another Chelsea Monday Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of London Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause Shell pray for endless Sundays as she enters saffron sunsets Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn Fulfilled and yet forgotten the St. Tropez mirage Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child One day they really love you, youll charm them with that smile But for now its just another Chelsea Monday Hello John, did you see The Standard about four hours ago? Fished a young chick out of The Old Father Blond hair, blue eyes. She said she wanted to be an actress or something Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going Funny thing was she had a smile on her face She was smiling, what a waste Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town Of Chelsea Monday
Washing machine, pinstripe dream Stripped the gloss from a beauty queen Found our nest, in the Daily Express Met the vicar in a holy vest Brought up the children Church of E Now I vegetate with a colour TV Worst ever thing that ever happened to me Oh, for D.I.V.O.R.C.E., oh Judy Whatever happened to pillow fights Whatever happened to jeans so tight, Friday nights Whatever happened to lovers lane Whatever happened to passion games Sunday walks in the pouring rain Curling tongs, mogadons I got a headache baby, dont take so long Single beds, middle age dread Losing the war in the Waistlands spread Who left the cap of the toothpaste tube Who forgot to flush the loo Leave your sweaty socks outside the door Dont walk across my polished floor, oh Judy Whatever happened to morning smiles Whatever happened to wicked wiles, permissive styles Whatever happened to twinkling eyes, hard fast drives Compliments on unnatural size Propping up a bar, family car Sweating out a mortgage as a balding clerk World war three, suburbanshee Just slip her these pills and Ill be free No more Judy, Judy, Judy no more Goodbye Judy
We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge Interlocked through a missing piece We are renaissance children becalmed beneath the Bridge of Sighs Forever throwing firebrands at the stonework We are Siamese children related by the heart Bleeding from the surgery of initial confrontation Holding the word scalpels on trembling lips Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye Stand straight, weve drifted past the point of reasons why Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today And the problem always seems to be were picking up the pieces on the ricochet This is the ricochet Drowning tequila sunsets, stowaways on midnight ships Refugees of romance plead asylum from the real Scrambling distress signals on random frequencies Forever repatriated on guilt laden morning planes We are pilots of passion sweating the flight on course To another summit conference, another breakfast time divorce Screaming out a cease fire, snow-blind in an avalanche zone Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye Stand straight, weve drifted past the point of reasons why Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today And the problem always seems to be were picking up the pieces on the ricochet This is the ricochet Are we trigger happy? Russian roulette in the waiting room Empty chambers embracing the end Puzzled visions haunt the ripples of a trevi moon Dream coins for the fountain or to cover your eyes We reached ignition point from the sparks of pleasantries We sensed the smoke advancing from horizons You must have known that I was concealing an escape Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye Stand straight, weve drifted past the point of reasons why Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today, starts today And the problem always seems to be were picking up the pieces on the ricochet This is the ricochet
Everybody knows we live in a world Where they give bad names to beautiful things Everybody knows we live in a world Where we dont give beautiful things a second glance Heaven only knows that we live in a world Where what we call beautiful is just something on sale People laughing behind their hands while the fragile And sensitive are given no chance And the leaves turn from red to brown To be trodden down To be trodden down And the leaves turn from red to brown Fall to the ground Fall to the ground We dont have to live in a world Where we give bad names to beautiful things We should live in a beautiful world We should give beautiful a second chance And the leaves fall from red to brown To be trodden down To be trodden down And the leaves turn green to red to brown Fall to the ground And get kicked around You strong enough to be... Have you the faith to be... Sane enough to be... Honest enough to say... Dont have to be the same Dont have to be this way Cmon and sign your name You wild enough to remain beautiful? Beautiful Beautiful And the leaves turn from red to brown To be trodden down Trodden down And we fall green to red to brown Fall to the ground We can turn it around You strong enough to be... Why dont you stand up and say? Give yourself a break They laugh at you anyway So why dont you stand up and be Beautiful Beautiful Black, white, red, gold and brown Were stuck in this world Nowhere to go Turning around What are you so afraid off? Show us what youre made of Be yourself and be beautiful Beautiful
It all began with the bright light The bright light and the noise The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire Touching and being touched A million loose ends to tie up Ticking of the clock and the cradle rock The colours stand still And then they move around Comin in and out of focus upside down Empty winter trees How space feels Love of the soft ... flowers and the sky One fine day The chaos subsides Bleeds into awareness And a lifetime of surprise The beauty of your mothers eyes The pain when you fall You drink it in and marvel at it all But you never really figure it out You get used to it The babble of the family And the dumb TV Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets Chemicals in the water Drugs in the food The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the system The attitude of authority The laws and the rules Hit me square in the face, first morning at school The heroes and the zeroes The first love of my life When to kiss and to kick and to keep your head down when theyre choosing the sides I was never any good at it I was terrified most of the time I never got over it I got used to it Alone in the city at seventeen With the hollow, the lonely The drowning and the drowned I was made to feel worthless The wretched and the mean Beat me up like a weapon I cant run away from or find a way round Holdin on, holdin on The greed and the missiles Exploding somewhere every day Hideous dark secrets under the sea and in holes in the ground The cold wars gone Those bastardsll find us another one Theyre here to protect you, dont you know? So get used to it Get used to it! The clash of religions The loaded prayers Information The face of starvation and the state of the nation The sense that its useless And the fear to try Not believing the leaders, the media that feeds us Living with the big lie You get used to it
Staring out over the bridge A million photo flashes from the water down below Dawn light bouncing through the mist Roar of traffic and the crack of police radios When they ask her name Would she please explain She simply chooses to say Nothing
Heading for the great escape Heading for the rave Heading for the permanent holiday Heading for the winter trip Heading for the slide Heading for the dignified walk away Heading for the open road Goodbye to all that Heading for the automatic overload Standing in the open boat Standing in the swing Waiting for the ringing and the bright light Waiting to be recognised Quiet applause will do They shower you with flowers when they bury you Youre holding on, youre holding on ... I. The Last of You Just when I thought Id seen the last of you You come here scratchin at my door Your pain and angers in the howling dark Of every corridor I walk So tell me more about the love that you rejected Tell me more about the trust you disrespected I still dont know, why did you hurt the very one Why did you hurt the very one That you should have protected? II. Falling from the Moon Dont ask me why Im doing this You wouldnt understand Youre asking the wrong questions You couldnt understand A bridge is not a high place The fifty-second floor Icarus would know A mountain isnt far to fall When youve fallen When youve fallen from the moon Theres murder on the street Im ashes on the water now, somewhere far away I have fallen, fallen from the moon
Our wide eyes Arent naive Theyre a product of a conscious decision The welcoming smile is the new Cool The key left in the outside of the unlocked door Isnt forgetfulness Its a challenge to change your heart Theres always a price to pay Living in F E A R is so very dear Can you really afford it? Weve decided to risk melting our guns as a show of strength Weve decided to risk melting our guns as a show of strength As a show of strength! Our wide eyes are not so weak Theyre a product of a hard-won wisdom So we will turn the other cheek The apple pie cooling on the windowsill Is such a welcome change from Living in F E A R Year after year after year Can we really afford it? Can you really afford it? Weve decided to start melting our guns as a show of strength As a show of strength We decided to leave the doors unlocked, our face unlocked As a show of strength Were not green Were just pleasant Were not green Were just pleasant Were not green Weve decided to start melting our guns as a show of strength Our wide eyes arent naive Theyre a product of a kind of exhaustion Will there come a time when we believe The only way ahead is to put down our arms When we finally know The bitter consequence of not doing so Theres such a price to pay For living this way Living this way We dont invite crime We dont invite crime Will you let one lost soul change what we stand for? I dont think so What a waste of time The Great Wall of China What a waste of time The Maginot line The Great Wall of China Что за трата времени Берлинская стена What a waste of time Die Berliner Mauer What a waste of time What a waste of time
What a brave, brave girl Never lied before Such a plain deceit Everyone would eventually know ... What a brave, brave girl Never loved before Placed herself in reach ... So he tried ... in his own way To find the heart of the tight-packed rose Shes gone now But oh, she aches She aches He will search until hes found A way to take the days See her sadness in your face Shes inside you And shes crying
To be the prince of possession in the gallery of contempt Suffering your indiscreet discretions and you ask me to relent As you accumulate flirtations with the calculated calmness of the whore I am the harlequin - diamonded costume dripping shades of green I am the harlequin - sense strangers violate my sanctuary Prowl my dreams Plundering your diaries, Ill steal your thoughts innocence Ravaging your letters, unearth your plots innocence To don the robes of Torquemada, resurrect the inquisition In that tortured subtle manner inflict questions within questions Looking in shades of green through shades of blue I trust you trust in me to mistrust you Through the silk cut haze to the smeared mascara A 40 watt sun on a courtroom drama And the coffee stains gather till the pale kimono Set the wedding rings dancing on the cold linoleum And accusations moths that circle on the light Char their wings and spiral senseless suicidal flight You packed your world within a suitcase, hot tears melt this icy palace Dissolve a crystal swallowed by the night Looking in shades of green through shades of blue Looking in shades of green through shades of blue
They try to trace her in the town Appeal for information on the local news Someone must have missed her by now A mother or a father or a friendly face to talk her down Shes heading for the great escape Heading for the rave Heading for the permanent holiday ... I. Wave Hold your breath till you feel it begin Here it comes Do you feel that? Feel this? Get used to it She had the face of the Statue of Liberty Oh free me The fire and ice of Amazon and Eskimo Take me home The edge and the glance of high fashion Ask me about next year II. Mad Tell me Im mad How should I know Tell me Im mad I have been here for so long Help me paint a picture They say its a lie Tell me Im mad Youre a fine one to decide Burn me in the fires of wild heaven Like it never never never would stop Tell me Im mad Tell me I imagined that Was it something I didnt say? Or was it something I said Leave that stuff alone Use me instead I know Im always falling off the edge of the world I got space in my bed Youve got Egypt in your head Ive got a headful of Troy Chandeliers and Charlemagne Fireworks and toys III. The Opium Den Hold your breath till you feel it begin Here it comes Get used to it But you sleep like a ghost with me Its as simple as that So tell me Im mad Roll me up and breathe me in Come to my madness My opium den Come to my madness Make sense of it again IV. The Slide Make a drug of my senses Ill get you out of your head Im sick for you Love wastes us together Love holds us together Love folds us together Flowers V. Standing in the Swing I dont know what youre doing here When theres murder on the street I appreciate your concern But dont waste your time on me Im ashes on the water now Somewhere far away You think you came here just in time But youre twenty years too late You wont have long to wait Easy, you said I was easy. This world sharpens teeth. Eat your words...
Hes seen too much of life And theres no going back The loneliness calls him And the edge which must be sharpened Hes losing it. And he knows But theres a fighter in his mind and his bodys tough The years have been unkind but kind enough The smell of the earth Its his favourite smell But hes somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell To the place where he hurts and hes scared And theres no one to tell And no one who doesnt listen You can take all the boys and the girls in the world And Ill trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud Ive seen too much of life So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress Im allowed For now. You can take all the boys and the girls in the world I wouldnt trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud Ive seen too much of life So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress Im allowed For now. Only me and the sea We will do as we please. He remembers the day he was marched to the front By the physical knuckle head teacher of games Look lads he declared, This boys a cream puff No guts and no muscles No spine and no stuffing The whole schoolroom sniggered And silently thanked God it wasnt them.. But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak And must live with faithless women who despise them Ill be in Barbados in a couple of weeks With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard A story to tell and a story to save ...unless she changes her mind Ill trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud Ive seen too much of life so the sea is my wife And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight The wind changed I felt it run beneath my ear Like silk drawn across my neck A dream of your legs Defying gravity in love The medium wave Brought signals here from far away Your tender voice riding on the sea spray Something in the air For those who know the signs Something in the air A storm.. When I was alive When I was alive Dont wanna remember When I was alive Watch me watch me Paint this picture Stretchin Cursin Hurtin Watch me Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it... Watch me. Watch me. God above... Between two planets In between the points of light Between two distant shorelines Here am I Between two planets In the black daylight of space Between two heavenly bodies The invisible man Ripping out the radio I want to be alone You can take all the boys and the girls in the world I wouldnt trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud Ive seen too much of life So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress Im allowed Ive seen too much of life So the sea is my wife And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight..
See those people there? They look after me This is a photograph of who I might be Man in a uniform, bride on his arm Mum always was a fool for money and charm Hes been talkin in his sleep again Sayin hes sorry, callin my name Sayin how hes so ashamed Alone again in the lap of luxury Since it happened I had nothin to say It used to bother them but now its okay Mother cleans his dreadful house every day Scrubbing at the stains that wont go away They sent me away to the school in the park They said it would be good for me I still hear the other kids cry in the dark Alone again in the lap of luxury Is there no escape from the lap of luxury I dont remember the last time I cried I dont remember much except lies See the little girl spirallin down This is a photograph of who she is now One day this will all be yours he said Tidy your room and straight to bed Tidy up those thoughts in your head Alone again in the lap of luxury I could be anywhere right now If I only had the nerve to leave this house Maybe somewhere by the sea Take me somewhere, anywhere please! We could make a pillow of sand and sleep We could roll We could make We could see We could scream Far, Father, Farthest Oh daddy, you do not do anymore For Gods sake dont pretend to be concerned Turn into nightmares in the end Throw a party for all my friends I. Now Wash your Hands You give up hope You settle down With your favourite soap Now wash your hands
On top of the world like a flag on a mountain Feeling so high you can feel so alone Unable to breathe at the height that you flew Staring on clouds with no view of below On top of a girl like a dream in a hotel Falling towards something out of control Unable to miss like the man in the tram Crashing your car in Amsterdam He did it without knowing, didnt feel a thing He just wrecked it and kept going The space around the stars Is something that you know A billion miles of darkness Left your feeling low The space around the stars Is something that you know Everything about you So perfectly restrained But everything inside you Bites you Everybody in the whole of the world Feels the same inside Everybody in the whole of the world Everyone is only everyone else Everybodys got to know Everybody lives and loves and laughs and cries And eats and sleeps and grows and dies Everybody in the whole of the world Is the same this time Is the same inside In the whole of the world
She loves him But she doesnt want him She used to burn for him But now thats changed She knows he knows And she says it isnt so What else can she say? But when he reaches out She turns away When he talks about it She says hes cruel So he apologises Counts his blessings What else can he do? She used to gaze at him reach out with her toes to touch him She still loves him But she doesnt want him And in her eyes, hes so much less Than the light heart she met The laughing boy she used to know He feels ugly now, and the ugliness, creeps around inside him Until he really is The animal paws at him, gnaws at him The silver-back wins over him And in his pain, and bitter shame, he resents her The one who loves him They said theyd never lie Theyd learned their lessons from the last times They said that they could talk They could always talk Deceit stirs in them now for reasons good as well as bad But he wants so much Not to live another lie To be free and high again Trying to see the blue sky above the rain Trying to see the blue sky above the rain Remembering the blue sky above the pouring rain Hes trying to see the blue sky above the rain Hes flown there and hes seen it Been up there lighter than air, floating in the miracle But he cant fly until she wants him He cant burn until she sparks him Hes dressed in lead from toe to head Trying to see the blue sky above the rain Remembering the blue sky above the rain Maybe theyll talk Soul to soul head to head heart to heart eye to eye Rise up to that blue space above the clouds Where troubles die And tears dry Heading West and climbing In that place the sun never stops shining The rains below us
Did you cry when they dragged you home Put a lock on the door and the telephone Was a runaway girl all they could see Have the nights and the days that youve come through Made the right seem wrong and the false seem true Was a runaway girl all they could see A teenage extra from the satellite TV Runaway girl Too bad, too bad Runaway girl Too wild, too wild Were they deaf to the prayer behind your lies Maybe they didnt dare to ask you why Was a runaway girl all they chose to see All they were prepared to admit to Runaway girl Too bad, too bad Runaway girl A real wild child So you cower in the towns forgotten places And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces And at last youve got your freedom but thats all youve got Youre tryin to make your mind up if youre better off You pretend to wait for washing in some laundromat But youre damned if youll give them the satisfaction of you going back Youd freeze to death before youd share a roof with them And youd starve before youd let him get his hands on you again Did you cry when they dragged you home Did you cry when they dragged you home Poor little runaway, poor little runaway
The different shades of white Are in my head tonight What happened to the colours of fire? What happened to the colours? She is painting forty different shades of white On white paper On white paper Glowing happiness arrived the day Baby came to stay And all is well in the new world I, on the other hand Cant seem to settle down My eyes hurry not to see her falling away from me I’m painting forty different shades of green For all Im worth, on yesterdays paper But innocence is never news The black keeps bleeding through Only to reveal our worldly blues Doesn’t seem so long since we were young Oh, when we were young When we were young I see families walking in the park Who seem quite happy to live this way She asks me, “What’s the matter darling? You’re suddenly grey. You don’t look well…” The arms of another It’s my idea of hell So shout if you find a way back to the light and air Laughing and changing the subject Ain’t gonna get you there The different shades of white Fill my head tonight What happened to the colours? What happened to the colours? The different shades of white Are everywhere tonight What happened to the colours of fire? I used to be centre-stage Time I should act my age And watch from the shadowed wings All these beautiful things All these beautiful things Even now My eyes that hurry to see no more are painting, painting Faces of my lost girl
The worlds gone mad And I have lost touch I shouldnt admit it But I have It slipped away while I was distracted I havent changed I swear I havent changed How did this happen? I didnt feel myself Evaporating... My body has gone But my eyes remain Hovering. Witnessing Cold as a ghost ... watching the streets Sheltering in doorways of Venice, Vienna Budapest, Krakow, and Amsterdam I have become the invisible man The invisible heart beating against you The invisible pulse silently thumping I shout my name in the public places No one seems to notice No one understands I stand perfectly still In the middle of the road I hold my nerve I hold my nerve Hold my nerve But the cars dont swerve I will hear your prayers As you whisper alone I am the one you felt was close Close behind you in St. Stephen You lit a candle Blessings in the cold night air Ill feel your breath as you turn to go Ill watch you leave From somewhere up high As you cross the park In the Autumn light In the Autumn light In the Autumn light If I close my eyes I can see where you live Climb the winding stairs Up to your apartment The scent of you preparing His evening meal I must watch in dread When hes cruel to you In horrified silence As you make love I cannot lift a hand Lift a hand to stop him I dont exist What can I do? What can I do? I will scream in your ear As youre passing by I will wrap my arms around you You wont hear, you wont feel me I will walk stride for stride with you I will try to help When you stumble You will stumble through me I have become the invisible man Its all I am Invisible I have read all your letters I know what you contain I have dreamt your dreams My head.. My head is haunted I will scream again I am perfectly sane I am perfectly sane But I am The invisible man I am The invisible man Talk to me Acknowledge me Confide in me Confess to me ... or Leave me be Leave me be
I have been here many times before In a life I used to live But I have never seen these streets so fresh Washed with morning rain I have seen this face a thousand times Every morning of my life But I never saw these eyes so clear Free of doubt and pain Like the whole world has been made again I have been here many times before In a life I used to live... And its all because you made me see What is false and what is true Like the inside and the outside of me Is being made again by you And its all because you made me see What is false and what is true Like the inside and the outside of me Has been made again by you Like a bright new morning Like a bright new day I woke up from a deep sleep I woke up from a bad dream To a brand new morning To a brand new day Like the whole world has been made again
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on It was eyes down at the bingo on that lucky Friday night The match was rained off Saturday but the panel came in right And on Sunday your mates were toasting you with champagne down the pub And on Monday you went to London to pick the cheque up with your mum You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on The first time you had a tux on, lucky man Theres a photo on the mantlepiece, when you bought your first guitar And your girlfriend came to see you when you were the rising star You knew your luck was holding when you filled the local hall The first time and the last time that you thought you had control You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux on You got a tux on, tux on Now youre touring stadiums, youve let it go too far Standing with your manager, your back to every bar Burning all your credit cards, chopping out the pain Crowding into toilets with a host of your new-found friends You got a tux on, nothings changed, you got a tux on Lucky man with a tux on, youre still the same with a tux on It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed it wouldnt rain A brother pulled his cuffs down to hide the blue-black vein His razord more than lines end, they found him just too late The final performance, the main man lies in state With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on The last time with a tux on, take him away with a tux on Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed magazine Someone finds a photograph that triggers of a dream The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable life Hes always known his lucks in but now hes found the drive Hes got a tux on, look at him now with a tux on Hes gonna get one with a tux on, free admission with a tux on Get it anyway with a tux on Hes got a tux on the easy way with a tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on
When I was young it all seemed like a game Living here brought no sense of shame But now Im older Ive come to understand Once we had houses Once we had land They rained down bullets on us as our homes collapsed We lay beneath the rubble terrified Hoping.. Dare we dream? We gave up waiting For us, to dream is still a dream When I woke up, the house was broken stones We suddenly had nothing And nothings changed We live, eight people, in this overcrowded heat Factory-farmed animals living in our own sweat Living like this is all my baby brother ever knew The world does nothing. What can we do? We will kick the ball We will skip the rope We will play outside. Be careful We will paint and draw. We will say our prayers Outside the pitiless sun bleaches the broken streets The darkness drops in the evening like an iron door The men play cards under torchlight The women stay inside Hell can erupt in a moment day or night You ask for trouble if you stray too close to the wall My father died ..feeding the birds Mum goes in front of me to check for soldiers For every hot-head stone ten come back For every hot-head stone a hundred come back For every rocket fired the drones come back For thirteen years the roads have all been closed Were isolated. Were denied medical supplies Fuel and work are scarce. They build houses on our farms The old men weep. The young men take up arms Were packed like chickens in this town of block cement I get headache from the diesel. When it rains, the sewers too I had no idea what martyrdom meant Until my older brother.. my older brother Im sorry. I cant continue You sow the wind, you reap the whirlwind, it is said When people know they have no future Can we blame them if we cannot tame them? And when their hopes and dreams are broken And they feel they might as well be dead As they go, will we forgive them If they take us with them? Stay close Stay home Stay calm Have faith With the love of our family we can rise above anything Someday surely someone must help us With the love of our family we can rise above anything Someday surely someone must help us Even now we will go to school Even now we will dream to dream Someday surely someone must help us Nothings ever simple - thats for sure There are grieving mothers on both sides of the wire And everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright But any way you look at it - whichever point of view For us to have to live like this It just aint right It just aint right It just aint right We all want peace and freedom thats for sure But peace wont come from standing on our necks Everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright But any way you look at this - whichever point of view For us to have to live like this It just aint right It just aint right It just aint right Its like a nightmare rose up slouching towards Bethlehem Like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land Slouching towards Bethlehem Its like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land Slouching towards Bethlehem Stay close Stay home Have faith I cant know what twist of history did this to me Its like a nightmare With the love of our family We can rise above anything Some day surely someone must help us...
Feeling you shake Feel your heart break Thinking if only, if only, if only, if only And the salt water runs Through your veins and your bones Telling you no not this way, not this way, not this way And you would give anything Give up everything Offer your life blood away For yesterday No one leaves you When you live in their heart and mind And no one dies They just move to the other side When were gone Watch the world simply carry on We live on laughing and in no pain Well stay and be happy With those who have loved us today Finding the answer Its a human obsession But you might as well talk to the stones and the trees and the sea Cause nobody knows And so few can see Theres only beauty and caring and truth beyond darkness No one leaves you When you live in their heart and mind And no one dies They just move to the other side When were gone Watch the world simply carry on We live on laughing and in no pain Well stay and be happy With those who have loved us today And we wont understand your grief Because time is illusion As this watery world spins around This timeless sun Will dry your eyes And calm your mind No one leaves you When you live in their heart and mind And no one dies They just move to the other side When were gone Watch the world simply carry on Its okay, we will stay and be happy Stay and be happy With those who have loved us today
We are the new Kings Sailing our seas of diamonds and gold We are the new Kings Seldom seen, elsewhere and unknown We are the new Kings Buying up London from Monaco We do as we please While you do as youre told Fuck everyone and run Fuck everyone and run Tony, not Anthony ...suitably masked Nassau Bahamas, Geneva, Luxembourg ...no questions asked Our world orbits yours and enjoys the view From this height we dont see the slums and the bums on the street Or the mums on the game Fuck everyone and run Fuck everyone and run Were too big to fall Were too big to fail Were too big to fall Were too big to fail And when we do... Its down to you Were too big to fall Were too big to fail Too big
I think I have become one of the hollow men As I shine on the outside more these days I can feel the outside feeding on my inside Leaves a growing darkness in its place I think I have become one of the hollow men I think I have become one of the lonely Now that everybody talks to me I feel I have become one of the empty Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye Hollow men can take you without even reaching out Hollow men have got you long before you realise The poison paralyses I think I have become one of a pair of men Its a feeling Ive been having for some time I look down upon myself and watch my movements A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men Find us anywhere you look Come and meet our friends Stand us in our silly clothes Put our batteries in Line us up like fairground ducks Watch us grin and grin See the lies behind our eyes ... See the will to win Well buy you and well sell you But perhaps well save your skin ... Sit quietly and listen to the breeze ... The hollow and the lonely listen too Sniff the air for something we can use Were thin hard and we rattle when were shaken
Its always a struggle To let somebody go Its a natural desire To own your lover, I know And you can screw a man down Until he takes to drinking Hell give you all of his money You still wont know what hes thinking Take me to the fantastic place Keep the rest of my life away Take me to the fantastic place Keep the rest of my life away Take me to the island Ill watch the rain over your shoulder The streetlights in the water The moment outside of real life I never could dream while I was sleeping Put your arms around my soul And take it dancing.. Take me to the fantastic place Keep the rest of my life away Take me to the fantastic place Keep the rest of my life away Take me to the island Ill watch the rain over your shoulder The streetlights on the wet stone The moment outside of real life Say you understand me And I will leave myself completely Forgive me if I stare But I can see the island behind your tired, troubled eyes Take me to the island Ill tell you all I never told you The boy I never showed you More than I gave in my life Take me by the hand Youll either kill me or youll save me Take me to the island Show me what might be real life
Drive the road to your surrender Time comes around... out of my hands Small boats on the beach at the dead of night Come and go before first light Leave me running in the wheel King of the world How do you feel? What is there to feel? So how do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight? Tell me girl why you and me Scared of sunlight? Been in pain for so long I cant even say what hurts anymore I will leave you alone I will deny I will leave you to bleed I will leave you with your life So how do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight? Tell me girl why you and me Scared of sunlight? All your spirit rack abuses Come to haunt you back by day All your Byzantine excuses Given time, give you away Dont be surprised when daylight comes To find that memory prick your thumbs Youll tell them where we run to hide Im already dead Its a matter of time So how do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight How do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight Day-Glo Jesus on the dash Chalk marks on the road ahead Friendly fire in hostile waters Keep the faith Dont lose your head So how do we now come to be?
The gold stops us The gold always did The gold took more lives than Uranium Than Plutonium Pandemonium... The thunder approaches The heavy sighing of the monster... Come to break the heavy weather Come to silence all the singing birds Tearing up the sky like paper White-welding through dark steel of clouds And the release of the sudden rain The gold stops us The gold always did The gold took more lives than Uranium Than Plutonium, Pandemonium The Gold! Jet engines and demolition And the summer rain Like finding a lost child The roads are travelled by many Like promises of peace And some choose not to go The F E A R looks like bravado It always did I see them waiting, smiling On the borders in dawns mist Or lost to the world in their upturned boats Ill be free or Ill die trying to be Trying to BE
I was walking in the park Dreaming of a spark When I heard the sprinklers whisper, shimmer In the haze of summer lawns Then I heard the children singing They were running through the rainbows They were singing a song for you Well, it seemed to be a song for you The one I wanted to write for you, for you, you Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green When I am King, dilly dilly, you will be Queen A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue When you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue When you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you A penny for your thoughts my dear A penny for your thoughts my dear I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love
Im the man of a thousand faces A little piece of me in every part I take I hold the tape for a thousand races A different point of view in every speech I make Cut me a piece of my divided soul Cry me a river, call it rock and roll Give me an attitude and watch me make it lie Pass me a microphone I need to testify Well I speak to machines with the voice of humanity Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity Speak to the present in the past and future tense Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience Im the man of a thousand ages You see my face in the stones of the Parthenon You hear my song in the babble of Babylon Im the man of a thousand riches Be my guest at the feast of Satyricon You spend the money that my logos printed on Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity Speak to the present in the past and future tense Speak to a slave with the voice of obedience I stole a fire but it burned up much too soon I took a leap and I landed on the moon Look at my life and it looks like CNN You see something once You know its gonna come around again Well Ill speak to machines with the voice of humanity Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity Speak to a woman with the fatal charm of a snake Forgive like a giver and account for all I take Yes, I speak to machines with the voice of humanity Speak to the wise with the voice of insanity Speak like a leader with the voice of power and command And when I talk to God I know hell understand Cause Im the man of a thousand faces Yes Im the man of a thousand faces Im the man of a thousand faces Im the man of a thousand faces I stole a fire but it burned up too much too soon I took a leap and I landed on the moon Voice of command Voice of a snake Voice of humanity Voice of insanity Voice of command Voice of a snake Voice of humanity Voice of insanity Voice of command Voice of obedience Thousand faces Thousand races Cry me a river Face in the stone Stones in the Parthenon Babble of Babylon Voice of command Voice of a snake Voice of humanity Voice of insanity Thousand faces Thousand races Cry me a river Stealing a fire Face in the stone Stones in the Parthenon Babble of Babylon Landed on the moon Yeah, yeah...
F E A R is everywhere here Under the patio Under the hard-earned bought and paid for home Cushions, scented candles and the lawn Mowing to the beat and the rumble of the coming storm We all know about the wars that are raging All the millions who just cannot see Theres so much more that binds us than divides us But our F E A R denies it While the papers stir it The colours of the flag we wave Were and will become blood red again And the madmen all say they hear voices God tells them what to do The wars are all about money They always were And the moneys dressed up in religion And when its not showing off, the moneys hiding Something is cooking inside me... It aint ready, but already... Im becoming harder to live with Becoming harder to live with You say Im becoming harder to live with Im becoming harder to live with But you cant see into my head You cant see into my head You cant see into my head No, you cant see into my head And the roads are full of weapons That slide by in the night Tanks all covered in yellow mud Pass you on the motorway As you drive by with the kids and the buckets and spades Happy Days
When your day is long and the night The night is yours alone When youre sure you had enough Of this life, well hang on Dont let yourself go Cause everybody cries Everybody hurts Sometimes Sometimes everything is wrong Now its time to sing along Day is night alone, feel like letting go You think you had too much Of this life, well hang on Everybody hurts Take comfort in your friends Everybody hurts Dont throw your hand oh no Dont throw your hand Feel like youre alone No, no, no, youre not alone The day is long the night The night is yours alone You think you had too much Of this life, well hang on Well everybody hurts, sometime Everybody cries Everybody hurts sometimes Everybody hurts sometimes So hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on Everybody hurts Everybody hurts
I found smog at the end of my rainbow I found my thoughts shift slowly into phase Declared the constitution of the walkway I realise its time to plan the day, the day Im a market square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause Im a market square hero speeding the beat of the streetpulse Are you following me, are you following me? Well suffer my pretty warriors and follow me I got a golden handshake that nearly broke my arm I left the ranks of shuffling graveyard people I got rust upon my hands from the padlocked factory gates Silent chimneys provide the silent steeples Cause Im a market square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause Im a market square hero speeding the beat of the streetpulse, the streetpulse Are you following me? Are you following me? Well suffer my pretty children and follow me, follow me Change, change, change! Change, change, change! I am your antichrist show me allegiance Are you following me I am your antichrist pledge to me defiance Are you following me Suffer my pretty warriors Suffer my fallen child Are you following me The time has come to conquer and Ill provide your end Suffer! We march! I give peace signs when I wage war in the disco Im the warrior in the ultra violet haze Armed with antisocial insecurity I plan the path of destiny from this maze Cause Im a market square hero gathering the storms to troop Cause Im a market square hero speeding the beat of the streetpulse, the streetpulse Are you following me? Are you following me? Well suffer my fallen angels and follow me Im the market square hero Im the market square hero Were market square heroes Were the market square heroes Are you following me? Im the market square hero!
A ragged man came shuffling through A puppet king on the 4th of June And butterflies from all around Settled on his paper crown A pretty sight it seemed to be An avenue of eternal peace But he said, What is here can soon burn down... Im the king of sunset town Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown Thats the law round here Said the king of sunset town And in the night he comes to me And the square becomes a battlefield Of staring eyes that cant explain The insanity and the greater game Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown Thats the law round here Said the king of sunset town Thats the law round here A ragged man came shuffling through The corridors of this white place And as he lay his body down I saw the scars that lined his face And injured souls came to his bed To hear the stories he would tell Of butterflies and summertimes And everyone assembled here Remembers how it used to be Before the 27th came This place will never be the same He said Im the king of sunset town Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown Thats the law round here Thats the law round here Said the king of sunset town Im the king of sunset town
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines The light at the end of the bottle - alcoholicalphabet Through the looking glass The proof in my own reflection Five senses down and reeling on the Cinderella search On the rebound, fumbling all the lines Decay on the vertical hold with a horizontal aim Conversation needs translation Three dimensions down dissolving on the Cinderella search Cinderella search On the rebound, writing all the lines Dreaming bartenders, bourbon and saxophone Out of luck, out of charm, out the game of rejections in a cigarette city Only courting the homing of direction on the Cinderella search Cinderella search But the Samaritan of the heartbroken, heartbroken Swam through the nicotine seize, and we exchanged the kiss of life Resurrection in a trance, the model, the grail, in a marquee of promises I touched the dream I hold the dream, I have the dream To end the Cinderella search Cinderella search, oh no more, no more! Exposing bedside manners on a work extension Awaiting development with paranoid Polaroid eyes Polaroid eyes The footman memorised the number But the prince still holds both the slippers And would you leave a palace for a bedsit And Canterbury Tales Canterbury Tales? Maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of the chase Maybe you were always beyond my reach and my heart was playing safe But was that love in your eye I saw or the reflection of mine? Ill never really know for sure, you never really gave me time Give me time, wont you give me that time! Welcome back to the circus Welcome back to the circus Welcome back to the circus I always use the cue sheets but never the nets Always the cue sheets but never the nets Never the nets, never the nets, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless Welcome back to the circus!
Well I hear that you were looking out to hunt me down And I guess youre used to having everything you want But you know that love can be hard as sticks and stones I tell you nothing else can be as hard as love can Well I hear you got my number and you want my name Im a stream of noughts and crosses in your R.A.M But you know that love can be as hard as algebra Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love Hard as love Well I hear that you were lookin out to take me home And I hear that you can handle it and youre not scared Have you heard about the pictures on my bedroom wall?.... Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love Hard as love Well it makes you hungry and it makes you high It makes you suffer and it makes you cry But its all worthwhile It makes you humble and it makes you crawl It makes you tremble and it makes you fall But its all worthwhile It makes you desperate and it makes you dream It makes you dangerous and it makes you scream But its all worthwhile Just lie back and smile....... It makes you hungry and it makes you high It makes you suffer and it makes you cry It makes you panic and it makes you vain It makes you primitive.....Sick inside It makes you angry and it makes you blind It makes you guilty and it makes you lie Tied up and beaten Spat out and eaten Suicidal NOTHINS EVER BEEN AS HARD Well I hear that were lookin out to change my faith You can bash me with your book of words Hammer me down! But you know that love can be as hard as six inch nails Baby nothin else has ever been as hard as love Hard as love Hard as love
The greatest blessing that we have Is the dawn of each new day A chance to finish what we started And made a mess of yesterday As day comes out of night A chance to get it right A chance to start again A chance to get it right The people here Full of love and comfortable in themselves Not scared to let go No fear round here I met this man In Utrecht Netherlands He was a doctor of the body and the soul He said to me: Man, theres a book you have to read I feel your pain. It makes me cry But these tears are yours - not mine Youre focussing on all of your bad yesterdays The worry lines are getting deeper every day And deep inside you No surprise - theres a crisis! You might have been to blame But you cant go on this way Must I watch and pray? While you torture yourself with whats behind ya Torture yourself with what awaits ya Draggin that guilt and regret inside ya Anxious of the goals that always evade ya Your mind will find a way to be unkind to you somehow But all we really have is happening to us right now HAPPINESS IS THE ROAD And each baby.. A human sunrise Each baby - a human sunrise.. Look around you Feel your soul inside you Look inside you Feel the life course through you The life thats giving In every thing thats living The plants and the trees The birds and the bees And apes like you and me HAPPINESS IS THE ROAD Youre a slave to your mind But you are not your mind You are not your pain Say it again You are not your pain Say it again You are not your pain Happiness aint at the end of the road Happiness aint at the end of the road Happiness IS the road The road HAPPINESS IS THE ROAD
I remember... The enchanted English walled garden Days of summer air and honey-suckled nights The capricious dance of lavenders and cabbage-whites Made more than 3D, glowing in the evening long-shadowed sun Nowhere better. But in England, although nothing really changes, the weather always does...
The Remainers are leaving their homely places With excited faces, drawn to the night Preparing their minds for a break from the sensible life As the leavers bring with them their noise and light, their wild wonder cure-all of crazy religion In one sacred ritual Unmasked and undressed We all come together We’re all one tonight We come together We come together There are scars in our eyes From a thousand goodbyes That was great You can write But I wont reply I won’t reply
Three boats down from the candy, vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the candy, rollers coast invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the candy, carnal dancer let their senses preach Its a social disease, its the new moral cancer Dont think crying wolf will give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But cant you just play for experience? Im a poet, Im a poet, Im a minstrel, Im a minstrel I dont need your chains Romance lies in ruin let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Dont crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries Youre a memory trapped on polaroid, a puppet drawn on celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the candy Ill remember you Three boats down from the candy, much to much to lose Three boats down from the candy, those words were never true Three boats down from the candy Ill remember you Ill remember you Ill remember you
Cover my eyes The light falls on her face Dangerous lines Dangerous colours and shapes Ferocious designs Connected and ready to play Buttoned up tight Crimson and Halloween-white Shes like the girl in the movie when the Spitfire falls Like the girl in the picture that he couldnt afford Shes like the girl with the smile in the hospital ward Like the girl in the novel in the wind on the moors Pain and heaven Pain and heaven The meaning of life A hair falls out of place Cover my eyes Dangerous colours and shapes And when she moves Cover my eyes She like the girl on the TV with the red guitar Like the girl with the dealer at the end of the bar Shes like the girl with the smile in the dream in the dark Like the girl overtaking in the open car Pain and heaven Pain and heaven
Have you ever met a lady, screaming angst potential? Have you ever dreamed of romance, no matter how experimental? Have you ever felt an alien drifting back into your hometown? Did you think you were buying safety when you bought that piece of ground? She said all the best freaks are here She said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me So I said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me Have you ever woke up, sweating in the middle of the night? You search the darkness and youre scrambling for the light Have you ever walked down the street, heard bootsteps following you? Dont worry my son, youve got the spook squad looking after you He said all the best freaks are here He said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me So I said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me Stop staring at me Airport terminal, patiently waiting on the last call You feel the eyes burn the back of your head Sign the autograph, get out of the picture, gonna have the last laugh Feel the whispers as you head for the plane Stop staring at me Love and linen sheets seem so very far away You save your pennies and you buy another day But after all its only hide and seek, just another game Theres so much fun to be had when youre living with a name All the best freaks are here, all the best freaks are here Please stop staring at me All the best freaks are here, all the best freaks are here Please stop staring at me They said all the best freaks are here All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
We are the Leavers And the road rolls beneath us We sleep as we’re driven We arrive before dawn We wait in grey truck-stops For the night to release us Then slip in from ring-roads And our work starts again Unloading our cargo The thrills of the night Our boxes of noises Our boxes of light We are parties that travel Movies that move Jokes that span fields Conversations that chatter From one town to another Laughter that passes Thoughts on the wind We will make a show And then well go We are the Leavers Bottles that empty From Dover to Calais From Paris to Hamburg Strasbourg to Stockholm On buses that rumble from Newport ..to New York! We nod-off in London or Lisbon or Lima We wake up in Munich Wake up in music We are the Leavers We are the Leavers Be careful. We’ll leave you...
There was a boy who came into this world At the hands of a holy woman in a holy place He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog Saw them reflected in the mirror of the lakes Lived in the shadow of the mountains With the smells of disinfectant, dusty old leather And the polished wood of his bed No more than a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterdays bread And his father on the other side of the world On the ships railings and some far away tide With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad In his far away eyes In his far away eyes The smell of the wax on the wooden floor Mixture of polish and soap No children to fear or to play with Rows of empty hooks for the coats An upright piano and the boys in the choir Still remind him of just before he was born Remind him of just before he was breathing Strange misty visions of God Turn the cities into families Into villages of souls Hovering in the air while theyre sleeping With their houses invisible Chase the moon between the buildings Running as fast as I could run Send to me the ghosts of Christmas Whispering, Youre the only one And ever since I was a boy I never felt that I belonged Like everything they did to me Was an experiment to see How I would cope with the illusion In which direction would I jump Would I do it all the same As the actors in the game Or would I spit it back at them And not get caught up in their rules And live according to my own And not be used, not be used To find the fundamental truths It was going to take some time Thirty five summers down the line The wisdom of each passing year Seems to serve only to confuse Seems to serve only to confuse Daddy came out the navy and took us away To his dirty grey home town And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service So that he could be around There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust Of his Triumph motor bike And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner Holding tight From the horizon Came home from the Navy to the mine From the horizon To buried alive Took his dream underground Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine Of a half remembered afternoon A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain Found the boy, decided that his time had come Came down out of the sky Stung him in the face Again and again Blue pain Screaming like baptism Intravenous, Jesus! Like being chosen Blue pain from something with no brain I cant explain Its happening again Its happening again Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while with me Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my memory Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay Table mountain, flying fish, banana spiders, pots of paint And the sun on the equator Setting like an ember thrown to deep water From crimson to black But coming back Tomorrow On the horizon The blue pain Fades to a point where it doesnt fade It stayed Blue Stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine This love This love This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond This puzzle I dont understand That knows no faith And tries and fails And tries again Stares at the sea The nights dark deep For one last time And bleeds And bleeds And dies for you And lies And is to blame And is ashamed And is not the same And is true And is true
Dont ask me why Im doing this You wouldnt understand Youre asking the wrong questions You couldnt understand A bridge is not a high place The fifty-second floor Icarus would know A mountain isnt far to fall When youve fallen from the moon Theres murder on the street Im ashes on the water now Somewhere far away I have fallen, fallen, from the moon Falling
Three hundred miles an hour on water In your purpose-built machine No one dared to call a boat Screaming blue Out of this world Make history This is your day Blue Bird At such speeds... things fly What did she say?... I know the pain of too much tenderness Wondering when or if youll come back again Wanting to live for you And being banned from giving But only love will turn you around Only love will turn you around Only love Only love will turn you around So we live you and I Either side of the edge And we run and we scream With the dilated stare Of obsession and dreaming What the hell do we want Is it only to go Where nobody has gone A better way than the herd Sing a different song Till youre running the ledge To the gasp from the crowd Spinning round in your head Everything that she said...
I lie awake at night Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything Ive been through All Ive seen and heard Spend so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didnt like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jigsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days I watch the heavens open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Any time that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life
In all the time that Ive known you Youve been so edgy and nervous I never wanted to own you I was aware of the danger Of making a bid for your favours Youre such a natural stranger I made excuses and ran Youre an island But I cant leave you all out at sea Youre so violent with your silence Youre an island I cant sleep Wont you speak to me Im on dry land Wont you help me please In all the time that Ive known you There has been something between us I dont think its my imagination I felt like I couldnt touch you But I had the feeling youd love to Tell me the truth if you could do I made excuses and ran Youre an island But I cant leave you all out at sea Youre so violent with your silence Youre an island I cant sleep Wont you speak to me Im on dry land Wont you help me please Youre an island But I cant leave you all out at sea Youre so violent with your silence Youre an island I cant sleep Wont you speak to me Im on dry land Wont you help me please
The mascarad blonde from the Berliner bar Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze Black leather crackles and cold water runs As she touches the walls of her memory maze And the shadows of men she has known fill her day Shes held half the world in her arms so they say But she wakes up without them with a hole in her heart And she puts on her clothes lives her life behind bars The mascarad blonde from the Berliner bar Sighs at the skylight, gets lost in the haze Black leather crackles and cold water runs As she touches the walls of her memory maze Some one got stranded in no mans land Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping hands Nobody knows whos side he was on Its a risk that you take in no mans land Nobody knows what made him decide To run for freedom and to certain suicide When they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl Hes clutching a photograph of a Berlin party girl Come in from your checkpoints on your lonely roads Come in from your ditches in your silent fields Where intensified light from a rifle sight Makes the darkness day And the day too bright, too bright And we wake up without you We wake up without you We wake up without you We wake up without you With a hole in our hearts You mad dog shaven head bottle boy freaks In Martens & khaki drunk on sake You stare at yourself in the cruel flush of dawn Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and drawn The butcher, the baker, the munitions maker The over achiever, the armistice breaker The free-base instructor, the lightning conductor The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the tailor The black market mailer The quick an the dead The spotlight dancer The quick and the dead The quick and the dead The quick and the dead We wake up without you We wake up without you With a hole in our hearts The mascarad blonde from the Berliner bar Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Remember a time when you thought that you mattered Believed in the school song, die for your country - a country that cared for you All in it together? If it ever was more than a lie or some naive romantic notion Well, its all shattered now Its all shattered now Why is nothing ever true? Why is nothing ever true? Why is nothing ever true? Well do you remember a time when you thought you belonged to something more than you? A country that cared for you A national anthem you could sing without feeling used or ashamed You poor sods have only yourselves to blame On your knees, peasant Youre living for the New King Youre living for the New King Youre living for the New King
We are the new Kings We had the keys to Old Russias locked doors We are the new Kings Here on the corporations top floor If you cross us well buy you and you can retire Your children set up for life Think about it... Greed is good... We are the new Kings We sold your council houses, not to you, but the banks Up in the stratosphere - wielding the knife While you said thanks Oceans of money high in the clouds But if you hang around More often than not, itll trickle down... While the diggers of the diamonds we wear, labour underground for dear life On your knees, peasant, and kiss this ring Youre working for the new king We are the new kings Ill tell you a tale Were too big to fall Were too big to fail
When you look into the mirror Do you see a face you hardly recognise If you look into the sun too long Do the things you see begin to burn your eyes Paper lies Just to express what hes thinking Must a man take all the mail will bring? Are we living only for today Its a sign of the times ... we believe anything ... and nothing Paper lies When you kill the truth You can make a killing You might just make losing look like winning You came to tell the people whats goin on But nobody knows whose side youre on Seems like youre sailin pretty close to the wind again Paper lies You have already won a prize! I know something that you dont know Something that you ought to know Its burning a hole in my pocket book Listen ... do you want to know a secret? We can print our own money here If you let us do a piece on you We can take you to pieces When you look into the money do you see a face you hardly recognise? When you get behind the news of the world do the things you find begin to bend your mind? Paper lies Why dont ya let us take a piece outta you?
I see myself in them The people at the borders Waiting to exist again Brothers, sisters, sons and daughters Denied our so-called golden streets Running from demolished lives Into walls The haves and the have nothings The accepted and rejected We cant keep letting them in We cant keep letting them in? The gold stops us The gold always did The gold took more lives than Uranium Than Polonium, Pandemonium And as I stand here wondering why A man beheaded on a smartphone Falls into my pocket from the sky Modern life Everything is everywhere ... know what I mean? Handy And obscene
Did anyone see my last marble As it rolled out and over the floor? It fell through a hole in the corner Of a room in a town on a tour Its lonely without your last marble I miss it not rattling around As I lie in my bed theres a space in my head Where there used to be colours and sound..
Now when you climb into your bed tonight And when you lock and bolt the door Just think about those out in the cold and dark cause theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love to go round And sympathy is what we need my friends And sympathy is what we need And sympathy is what we need my friends cause theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love to go round Now half the world hates the other half And half the world has all the food And half the world lies down and quietly starves cause theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love to go round And sympathy is what we need my friends And sympathy is what we need And sympathy is what we need my friends cause theres not enough love to go round No theres not enough love No theres not enough love to go round
We are the Leavers And the world turns beneath us We’re somewhere above you Vapour trails in the sky Days and nights scrambled Hurtling to somewhere From somewhere forgotten Somewhere forgotten We’re born out of recklessness The thirst for the thrill We’re revelry’s children Life’s too short for standing still
And if the bottles no solution Why does it feel so warm And if that girl is no solution Why did she feel so warm And if to feel is no solution Why do I feel Why do I feel so tired Why do I feel so broken Why do I feel so outside Why do I seem so blind Im so sick of feeling Its ruined my life If living rough is no solution Why does it ease my mind If looking back is no solution Why are we all Nothing but children Children inside Why do the gods Sit back and watch So many lost What kind of mother Leaves a child in the traffic Turning tricks in the dark What kind of god? I crawled around inside myself It was a long way down It was a mine and it was mine And in the darkness I saw a perfect mirror Floating in space When I meet god Im going to ask her What makes her cry What makes her laugh Is she just stars and indigo gas Does she know why Love has no end But its dark-angel friend Tearing women and men Slowly apart Stain Dont do that Scream Dont do that Fail Never do that Never do that I want to go out Dont do that I want an adventure Just stay.. I want Just stay in I want to make love And if the bottles no solution Why does it feel so warm And if looking back is no solution Why are we all just children inside And if to feel is no solution Why does the whole damn world feel so broken So outside and out-of-sorts A perfect mirror Floating in space Waves and numbers But oh, such beautiful numbers And oh, such waves..
I let the genie out of the box I let the genie out of the box Im scared of everything I am I let the genie out of the box Im scared of opening the can I let the genie out of the box I had this recurring dream I was living another life In another country In another time As I got older the dream began to fade away Until one day There she was.. tapping me on my shoulder She says shes got so much to say But shes not telling it today She said Come back when youre alone But Im not sure I want to know Cause maybe her road Is a one-way street Maybe her road.. Im scared of everything I am Im scared of opening the can Im scared of losing who I am Think I mightve taken all I can I let the genie out of the box She said theres a house in your mind An attic of treasure, a forgotten pleasure park Waiting inside you in the dark Dont leave it behind Dont leave it behind Im scared of everything I am Im scared of opening the can Im scared of losin who I am Think I mightve taken all I can I let the genie out of the box I let the genie out of the box Out of the box
Our lives slowly unravel Like wool pulled from sweaters Well knit something new somewhere else, so forget us We are the Leavers Youll stay and well travel Youll know where you are, always Well be vague in our jumble of days We can never be sure But be sure of one thing When the thrills are all done Well be gone The Remainers can try to persuade us, and tame us And train us and save us and keep us at home As we try to fit in with the family life The mind-numbing comedown The trouble and strife All the misunderstandings, defensive attacks The walls we don’t dare relax And the hurt in your eyes, I know you know that I pray For the phone-call that takes me away We wont be much use to you dead
Metal in the air Brimstone in the lungs Breathe deeply of it The wind is carrying the pictures The rain is muttering the names The wind-chimes in my garden ring like keys To all the stolen doors We are the grandchildren of apes, not angels But only we are gifted with the eyes to see On days without F E A R, when our heads are clear That angels, we could be
You may not recall the moment that you asked me But your invitation was clear Youll pretend youve never met me But its far too late Now Im here Cause Im the one who knows what scares you Im the one who loves you best Im the thirteenth at the table Im the uninvited guest Im the Banquo at your banquet Im the cuckoo in your nest Im your fifteen stone first-footer Im the uninvited guest I was there when you said insincere I love yous To a woman that wasnt your wife And I fronted you the money That you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life Cause Im the one who knows what scares you Im the who loves you best Im the thirteenth at the table Im the uninvited guest Im the Banquo at your banquet Im the cuckoo in your nest Im your new years resolution Im the uninvited guest Im the face you hoped youd never see But always knew you would Im the one thing you knew you shouldnt do But did because you could Im the evil in your bloodstream Im the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake all right The day you let me in And you can fly to the other side of the world You know youll only find Ive reserved the seat behind you We can talk about old times Cause Im the one who knows what scares you Im the who loves you best Im the thirteenth at the table Im the uninvited guest Im the Banquo at your banquet Im the cuckoo in your nest Im your fifteen stone first-footer Im the uninvited guest Im your new years resolution Im the uninvited guest
You carry me around Like loose change jingle-jangling At the bottom of your bag You dont seem to feel it though As you swing down the street Walking that unique birthday-candle glow In broad daylight In broad daylight And you dont even know The way I love you You never knew power, did you? You thought that power was in a strong arm People pass the laws and gold Tsunamis and mushroom clouds Oh babe thats nothing You think its kind of sweet The stammer and the tremble in my voice But dont mistake it for weakness Or some kind of incompleteness Cause round about now I can feel it tingle-tangling Its coiled up inside me And its ready to blow You never knew power, did you? Thought it fizzed in the overhead lines Burning steel and bone to carbon A Saturn-5 in a vertical climb You never knew power, did you? Thought it roared like Niagara Falls Or melted stone under volcanoes Earthquake, thunder, lightning, storms The way I love you Is something you dont understand The way I love you Took more than I could imagine, even now You never knew power All the time you felt so strong But now you cant function Awake or asleep As the meaningless world falls away from your feet And the Universe ceases its light-speed retreat Life was sweet in the meteor shower Of the star-high divine When you sparkled and fell From heaven to hell And ten years grinding by in every hour In every hour I know all about power Listen to the rain You might feel a tremble You might feel it
Just when I thought Id seen the last of you You come here scratchin at my door Your pain and angers in the howling dark Of every corridor I walk So tell me more about the love that you rejected Tell me more about the trust you disrespected I still dont know, why did you hurt the very one? Why did you hurt the very one that you should have protected?
If you were a baby I would take you and run I could hide you in the folds of my heart Theres a truth in the madness that I cant get beyond And a fever that wont leave me alone I dont want my heart Dont want my head Dont want my friends Dont want my bed I cant live with myself I cant live with myself Cant take no help I try to want to But I cant get beyond you I will stare from the window At the shapes in the rain As the space between us drives me insane I cant live with myself I cant live with myself Cant take no help Dont want no one else If I was a child I would refuse to leave I would sit down on the street Kick my legs and scream Im not much of a man But I know how I am I know this wont fade away I will pretend and be strong But I wonder where I belong And the feeling comes in waves A hole in my body, aching Like a heart dying A soul crying Exhausted and insecure Took all you have and I still want more So I reach out to hold you But all I do is hurt you Hurt you I cant live with myself I cant live with myself Cant take no help I try to want to But I cant get beyond you If I was a child I would take you and run And I say I dont know... But I know And I say Ill go You just spent the whole day Driving away
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Dataset Card for "huggingartists/marillion"

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

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Languages

en

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/marillion")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

  • text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train validation test
294 - -

'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/marillion")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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