LYRICS
| Run me down You better look before you run ... city dweller you look like any other I show you proof but you think it is a lie though move over here take yourself out the way I think it's time to stop! You see your way and you know where there's another but when you look you can't find your direction you seem to be in your own little world you make me curl up and laugh... ha ha ha ha And if you see me coming ... you make believe that you're blind to my approaches you're unaware of the world that surrounds you and while we're on it you don't like the way I look when I go out! I realize that I'm not your "mister perfect" but then who is in this world that surrounds us if I can live in my own special way I think I'll laugh when you say... run me down |
| Sister's laughing Sister's laughing - sister's passing she is looking - through you looking sister's laughing - watching waiting someone's standing - someone's pacing sister's laughing. |
| Reanimation You people are like puppets you like to think you're on your way but someone has to guide you someone has the final say realise - reanimate the dormant view Some things are forever I think I have a place for you some things are forever come here I'll show you what to do realise - reanimate the dormant view |
| Africa I see innocence blank face in the sand distance never ends my book now begins. I see blazing sun through the window that is broken Africa ... In this country in this place in this desert this parted race. I see. Africa, far away. innocence ... all this silence fall away am I to see? innocence ... Africa ... Nursing , what he say innocence ... are you safe? call again. I see! |
| Sweet Stuff Skin and bones covered in drapery a gargoyle smile has to be ecstasy on the loose running through the undergrowth barefoot slipping, kicking up gravel bleeding like pigs, shredding in tatters sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet stuff. Have you ever been happy, emotional smile, skinny kids laughing when fat kids cry. Cadaver, cadaver skin and bones, skin and bones yeah ma running through the undergrowth barefoot slipping, kicking up gravel bleeding like pigs shredding in tatters. Have you ever been happy emotional smile skinny kids laughing when fat kids cry bleeding like pigs shredding in tatters wrapping in shrouds wrapping in heather the last one fat kid cries. |
| Stay out of the Water Yes I can see the water do what I tell you to don't you go in the water you stay out of that water there's lots of things in there there's lots of stuff in there there's lots of oil in there there's lots of animals in there |
| Clang! I lay on my back on the floor near the bed and watch you go, watch you go Girl in the bar and girl undressed girl in my house and girl in bed Was it good (oh I don't know) that's your little secret that's your game and I never knew your name or where you live. I lay on my back on the floor by the bed and watch you go, watch you go Girl in the bar and girl undressed girl in my house who screams in bed Sucking where the ceiling lies sucking in the cellar Sucking where the ceiling lies, sucking in the cellar Pink interiors, pink disguise I never thought you'd be so nice. |
| Party Hate Hey there's a woman in a jamb She got talking to the spot-neck Spot grins like a fool he thinks he got it in the bag now this party's for the cruel hey there's a woman in a jamb the drink's running kinda low now could be trouble in the making and the music's on a switchback atmosphere is agitated woman woman in a jamb coming in a room yelling at a face an inch away and the redneck Spot in the corner talking to the woman in that corner talking to the woman in a jamb and that woman is your girlfriend hey hey hey there's a woman in a jamb and someone says it's 3am hey hey. |
| Damage (Popeye) Someone said he's coming makes your backbone crawl he's coming out again knocking on peoples doors he has one ambition watch the people glow ignite them with his matches and watch the fire grow malicious ambitious malicious ambition there's ruins in his wake they're black and burnt and broken his mental state provides the key nothing's left un-opened torch the building torch the chrome torch the shredded paper from your mother to the grave from your mother to the grave there's nothing here can save you malicious ambitious malicious ambition watch the fire grow. |
| (No) Food (till Sunday) A pigeon on the stove is all there is to eat there's rain left in the kettle there's coffee in the can, a spoon or two for drinking drinking. Warming the bird there's enough for two (just two) throw out the Jew no more than two us two don't burn the bird it's all that's left till Sunday smell the roast and use my switchblade knife carve the pigeon share the pigeon share the bird share the food till Sunday. |
| Mercy I hear the voice inside full of promises it can't keep its chosen words go by just like the hours lost and gone forever and father's in his chair crying. I fall in to despair I never wanted lies or your deceiving you're never hurt by those who care but I wanted someone expecting mercy? and father's in his chair crying… I can't keep running around out here. |
| She's chewing them Hello my brothers have you seen my open wound have you seen my eyes they're in disguise. Have you a cigarette let me light your marijuana does she hear things in bed has she said has she said Has she said now, now? Oh she's lifting her hem she's chewing them Bubbles bursting from her gums oh she… …comes messy essay… you say and we say behind dark… glasses. |
| Skripglow We don't belong here something is wrong here. We don't belong here if you could see what's on my mind you'd understand whatever ever oh ho ho oh never. We don't belong here something is wrong here something is real here one thing is bad, one thing is sad why oh ho ho never Says I'm a weirdo says I'm insane he should've been there I'm moving in inside, outside, upside, downside, down. Did Electric Blue do this to you? Ha ha ha ha hey never (what shall we talk about, huh?) Kiss me with pleasure, kiss me at leisure I want your pieces friendly pieces understand to get out of the sucking sand I got diseases, some real diseases I got diseases, growing diseases I'll sell them to ya, walk this way backwards climb onto a flatbed, lay yourself back there bend up, bend up. Stir your cocktail we're so forward shut up shut up shut up come here with me if you dare, run your fingers through my hair Did Electric Blue do this to you? A career in dancing, someone's dancing, career for dancing D A N sing, D A N sing D A N sing, ma, D A N sing rhythm we don't belong. |
| The Sack Some silly scenes respectively, observed in many parts him talking to another, making deals about his heart rejecting this, rejecting that, rejecting till it's clear that all he wants is payment for his work throughout the year. A promise is a promise is a promise to be kept the weasel was the culprit, and he wants that weasel dead He took him to his house amongst the mud, and out the back he took him to a cupboard there and handed him the sack. The sack contained the weasel, but it wasn't really dead there was a lot of blood though, slowly oozing from its head the sack was matted heavily and caked with thick dried blood, resembling dark chocolate as it mingled with the mud. He took it to a forest where he laid it on a stone and smashed it with a hammer, till he heard the crack of bone then wiping from his face the sweat and greasy yellow snot he threw the sack into a pit and left it there to rot. |
| Rotor Babe Opening up with a point of view baby's going backwards spinning around like a circus clown turning all the way circling bird don't catch the wind always going backwards never come down where you want her to always go away. See her spin, dive and skim no-one's gonna touch her move too fast, it'll be your last get out of the way never go where you want her to always going backwards black machine like a submarine see it fall away hey! Listening listen to the rotary harrowing my rotor babe. |
| I rage I melt A certain lady wants you she needs a man to talk to she has a lot of saying just watch the children praying to their God. She can't go out, she's under steel sky stuck inside this place forever another voice inside her head high calling all the names together of the girl. She can't go out she's under steel sky something's burning to be from her screaming people making her cry to get away is like a nightmare… she's lost before these last few years she's lost before she's out of here Rage and Melt… …to her God. A certain lady wants you for her girl. |
| Red A slick on the tarmac, a corner from nowhere the needle's touching ninety and I don't want to hurry you (don't want to hurry you) and the road hits the roof as the car turns over I watch you going backwards and the seal of your life now lies there broken. And it feels like a miracle tonight I watch you going backwards and the glass in your lap, and the glass in your face lies glinting in red and the road hits the roof as the car turns over I feel you there beside me and my hand comes away from the back of your head glinting in red To see you stand and take my hand would have to be a miracle You're laying still beside the wheel so twisted it's impossible I wait for you to tell me that it's all been just another dream but how can you tell, when it's so true true how can you tell when it's so red? |
| Awake and watching We can turn the thing over and the man, he will utter 'Is there anyone following you?' can I make a suggestion will you answer the question what the hell you gonna do? In his eyes, oblivion in his arms, another one is there anyone who understands Do you breathe the same as me is there anything you see that isn't framed by wood and glass. Select a new channel depress it and cancel there's a victim on channel 2 there is a fire on water and a lamb at the slaughter and a murder right after the news In his eyes... Tune into the horror this is Dracula's daughter there is a coffin and crucifix too and then just after the struggle with the good and the evil there's a Weetabix advert to view. In his eyes... |
| Perfect Stranger Marriage is linked with marriage of sin and many's a perfect stranger somewhere is found what search will confound and no one is none at all after the fire they all ran inside and tucked up the madman's daughter 'Where once was a head on shoulders, ' he said, I stands to remain another. Coming a man in black dressing gown inside of an open car he waves to the crowd and smiles aloud and watches the gunflash fire someone has found what search will confound and pressure becomes the brother while standing away from children at play in black is the perfect stranger |
| Fifteen Minutes I want to make love to the Mona Lisa because I know that's what she's smiling for get into the canvas and really see her like no one's ever seen before I want to shake hands with Andy Warhol with my emotions just the same watch my image on the film roll I want my fifteen minutes of fame I want a house in the Riviera with lots of servants cleaning round a swimming pool in central Sahara then maybe I will lose this frown |
| Playground Oh ho ho here's that feeling and that feeling won't go away here they come I can see them four or five and they're out to play I see them (stay in the light) oh ho ho here they come again and the time is right now Spot neck man is amongst the crowd just like I knew he'd be he's dressed in black like a burial man there's a gap between his teeth flick knife spring off into the air magnesium flare from blade he pass the knife from hand to hand like a juggling dancing maid oh ho ho here they come again and the time is right now. |
| Head*** What a way to go when you want adventure in a car that's old on the motorway if you make it there and your head's in motion you can tell yourself that you never know where you are with me When the bedroom's bare and the sheets are flying through the hall and stairs like an open sea and you see a ship on the landing carpet that's about to sink, well you never know where you are with me When your head's on fire with no explanation and the drugs don't go where they oughts to be when you start to bleed through the nose and fingers you'll never know where you are with me |
| Whirlpool What a day, it's another whirlpool sinking through till the day is gone when I leave my bed to the sound of engines and the TV's on in another room. Catch my breath as I board the van and I take my seat by the window side with a cigarette and another coffee I can shut my eyes and see the world go by Whirlpool... This is some existence never sure of the place I'm in bags packed and I'm up and leaving match my scowl with anothers grin Somewhere new, there's no explanation just a word or two from the big command and the window's fogged from the condensation from the air that's hot here inside the van Whirlpool . . . |
| The Vacuum Shop The smell of burning rubber brings my eyes to floods of tears it hangs there by the ceiling it's been hanging there for years if someone broke a window we could breathe some real air but no one wants the action that an accident will bare. Why is it so cold, why is it so cold Why is it so cold out here Has to be the rain Has to be the wind Has to be the time of year Go see Go see Go look at me. |
| What a World See the fire consume the land well I asked you here, yes I asked you here bodies burning in the sand and I asked you here yes I asked you here What a world what a world, where no one has a chance to live and peace on earth is just a myth it's just a lie that you never learn and I asked you here to this rat-hole world Home is where the heart stops dead and I asked you here, yes I asked you here children cry for their daily bread and I asked you here, yes, I asked you here see them run see them hide, from acid rain, official lies amid movie dreams that fall and die it's so absurd that you haven't heard and I asked you here to this rat-hole world. Cross my heart and hope to die but I asked you here, yes I asked you here will nothing change as time goes by? well I asked you here, yes I asked you here What a world, what a world where paper houses tumble down and concrete towers block the sun and life is burned by a single word and I asked you here to this rat-hole world. |
| Yakutska I still see people I see them chained and bound I hear them shuffle their feet, they shuffle their feet, they… the vapour's clouding on words inside their mouths they are forbidden to speak by men in blue the NKVD. I hear the shouting from behind the door the bolts pulled shut there is no news in Yakutsk-ahh. Step to the left, step to the right attempt to escape they'll shot you down as sure as Sunday there's only one way if you want to survive do what you're told, go where you're put come to an understanding. Now they are not they're not just fighting time they're fighting for the right to live as men and be as men and there is no reason to be this way at all it's just the brainchild of the men in blue the NKVD. |
| Change of Plan Nothing in this house is mine nothing here is bolted down radio's on but the sound is dim television set don't give no sound. I've seen my face in pictures and I've heard my voice on speakers I'm a borrowed personality my coat is always hanging at the bottom of the landing is this really all there is to me? Begged for money begged for food borrowed all the clothes I wear stolen for the drugs I use stolen but I always share. |
| Yes Back of my head I feel the slaughter take somebody else's daughter out in the fields where no one goes to a place I know we'll be alone Take to the grass that rolls like lava steal a scene from 'Onibaba' take that girl to a place I know and bury her deep when it's time to go Throw the wood from the bridge to the water wood that ended someones daughter three feet long and square and flat (I couldn't afford a baseball bat) watch it float off to the sea feel it looking back at me splinters point out accusations feel another strange sensation Take to the road in someones camper smile as I leave with his head in a hamper bury that basket deep in the ground head for the city, get lost in the crowd See description in the paper laugh at the story, laugh at the news call from a telephone out in the country let the bastards know my views No religion, no temptation ain't no goddam explanation do this thing to make me smile I may well stop it for a while Can't believe my own ambition goes no further than the road that leads me to some destination covered in blood from head to toe. |
| Is this it It's just a mess around the danceroom floor It's just a mess around just like nothing at all What kind of boy are you this barefoot dancing too I see the window is cracked at the floor the line of your mouth means nothing at all your fingers like grease as they mingle with mine and all things we do are a waste of time |
| Moist Rationalise this fear of cats he sees a couple in the morning wrap them up in plastic film and seal them in right down here See him cower awful and keenly laugh over he seems infallible and another new song and another new song right down here Rest in the room in powder and leaving him alone stinking like an eye cream see him all, rain is clean the cat's walking in the room. |
| Room See the faces at the window why don't they go away in a room that moves like liquid there is nothing to see To the floor I drop a pencil and watch as it decays and the last I see of the red HB is the rubber Crawl Iike fIies roll inside my stomach turns, my head it burns time to die And the carpet breathes like mother as she gently slipped away in a room just like the one I'm in that slowly decays. And I'm caught up in the corner on the threadbare black settee that the vipers try to climb on when I'm looking away. Slip and slide roll inside my fingers twitch, my voice will hitch time to cry In this room very soon I will leave my isle on the sea of bile time to die. |
| She can She can in a house that's next to mine see more than she ever could before she can in a place that's next to mine hold more than she ever will hold again she can in a house that's next to mine be all that she ever could want to be. |
| ZF10 Eyes aglow with passion stretched from wing to wing see me in the dusty glass a shadow with a grin veins in knots all twisted skin so grey and thin knuckles white with tension please won't you get in I can see for... miles. Oh my heart is yearning to take you for a ride lick me if you're hungry just take a step inside I won't pretend to hurt you I won't be meant to cry I won't be anyone you like so you don't have to try I can see for... miles. Shove it out now baby as far as it will go twist it left and twist it right and watch that mother grow my head is set for bursting my hands are bent to grab knuckles white with tension climb into my cab. |
| Hope and Fear Across the water across the sky from home to Heaven with no goodbye Here in this world here in hope and fear here we go together here we go my dear Around the water around the sea from home to Heaven just you and me Here in this world here in hope and fear here we go together here we go my dear. |
| Harpy It sinks in the marsh of the old grey backlands losing its grip on the bark and the weeds sliding away from the depths of the heartland watching it go is like watching you weep In through the window and out 'cross the garden and up through the skylight and into your room over the carpet and up to your headboard staring inside you it can see what only you can see. The beating of wings will assail like thunder a blackening sky brings a warning from sea and running won't help you, no, and hiding won't help you, no, and crying won't help you, no, the morning's not here. Look up on the rail line, look up on and see inside he is riding away from, riding away from… see it go back to Backland. Harpy See it go back to Backland. |
| Keep out of Sight Unseen hands unseen fingers invisible man perfume lingers just crawl away… …from unseen fingers. Keep out of sight… He throws a shadow against the wall comes running through the corridor heel-a-clicking on the floor catches one but wants them all unseen fingers invisible fingers. Just crawl away, just fall away just fade away, just stay away Keep out of sight. |
| Rats in my Bed Sleeping in the icebox chewing at my nails turning on the lightswitch everything remains. There's a man in my bedroom clutching at his head he's sleeping on the carpet cos there's rats in my bed It feels like an icepick is sticking in my back and the door to my bedroom has opened a crack. My friend is approaching his pockets full of lies he's hollow on the inside I can see it in his eyes The pullover you're wearing has started to bleed I think I'm gonna be sick that's all that I need. I feel unbalanced I feel betrayed I've been rejected and I've been made. |
