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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 |