Genesis - Box Set [compilation] (1998) by Genesis (보컬) on maniadb.com

(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

Early morning Manhattan,
Ocean winds blow on the land.
The Movie-Palace is now undone,
The all-night watchmen have had their fun.
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
It's the same old ending - time to go.
Get out!

It seems they cannot leave their dream.
There's something moving in the sidewalk steam,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

Nighttimes's flyers feel their pains,
Drugstore takes down the chains.
Metal motion comes in bursts,
But the gas station can quench that thirst.
Suspension cracked on unmade road
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
And out of the subway,
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Exits into daylight, spraygun hid,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

The lamb seems right out of place,
Yet the Broadway street scene find a focus in its face.
Somehow it's lying there,
Brings a stillness to the air.
Though man-made light, at night is very bright,
There's no whitewash victim,
As the neons dim, to the coat of white.
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

Suzanne tired her work all done,
Thinks money - honey - be on - neon.
Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn
And the sawdust king spits out his scorn,
Wonder women you can draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind.
I'm Rael!

Something inside me has just begun,
Lord knows what I have done,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway,
On Broadway -
They say the lights are always bright on Broadway,
They say there's always magic in the air.

The chamber was in confusion - all the voices shouting loud
I could only just hear, a voice quite near say, "Please help me through the crowd."
'Said if I helped her thru' she could help me too, but I could see that she was wholly blind.
But from her pale face and her pale skin, a moonlight shined.

Lilywhite Lilith,
She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night
Lilywhite Lilith,
She gonna lead you right.

When I'd led her through the people, the angry noise began to grow.
She said "Let me feel the way the breezes blow, and I'll show you where to go."
So I followed her into a big round cave, she said "They're
Coming for you, now don't be afraid."
Then she sat me down on a cold stone throne, carved in jade.

Lilywhite Lilith,
She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night
Lilywhite Lilith,
She gonna lead you right.

She leaves me in my darkness,
I have to face my fear.
And the darkness closes in on me.
I can hear a whirring sound growing near,
I can see the corner of the tunnel,
Lit up by whatever's coming here.
Two golden globes float into the room
And a blaze of white light fills the air.

(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)

"Can you tell me where my country lies?"
said the unifaun to his true love's eyes.
"It lies with me!" cried the Queen of Maybe
- for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.

"Paper late!" cried a voice in the crowd.
"Old man dies!" The note he left was signed
"Old Father Thames" - it seems he's drowned;
selling England by the pound.

Citizens of Hope & Glory,
Time goes by - it's 'the time of your life'.
Easy now, sit you down.
Chewing through your Wimpey dreams,
They eat, without a sound
Digesting England by the pound.

Young man says, "you are what you eat" - eat well.
Old man says "you are what you wear" - wear well.
You know what you are, you don't give a damn;
bursting your belt that is your homemade sham.

The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
- join the dance . . .
Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould.
Follow on! Till the gold is cold.

Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.
There's a fat old lady outside the saloon;
laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune.
The deck is uneven right from the start;
and all of their hands are playing a part.

Captain leads his dance right on through the night
- join the dance . . .
Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go.
You're the show!
Off we go with: You play the hobbyhorse,
I'll play the fool.
We'll tease the bull
ringing round & loud, loud & round.
Follow on! With a twist of the world we go.
Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.

There's something solid forming in the air,
And the wall of death is lowered in Time Square.
No-one seems to care,
They carry on as if nothing was there.

The wind is blowing harder now,
Blowing dust into my eyes.
The dust settles on my skin,
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the Freeway.

(Written by Banks,Collins,Gabriel,Hackett,Rutherford)

The path is clear, though no eyes can see
The course laid down long before
And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen
Though many times they've seen the way to leave

He rides majestic, past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy
To see reflected there, the trees, the sky, the lily fair
The scene of death is lying just below

The mountains cut off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill
Let it be revealed

A waterfall, his madrigal
An inland sea, his symphony

Undinal songs urge the sailors on
'Till lured by the siren's cry...

Now as the river dissolve in sea
So Neptune has claimed another soul
And so with gods and men, the sheep remain inside their pen
Until the shepherd leads his flock away

The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change

Echoes of the Broadway Everglades,
With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades;
Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand.
Marshall Mcluhan, casual viewin' ead buried in the sand.
Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.
Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his
punchline failing.
Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food as the band plays 'In the
Mood'
The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of
peach blossom and bitter almonde.
Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade, he knows
In a scent, you can bottle all you made.
There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes, smiling at the
Majorettes smoking Winston Cigarettes.
And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
with needles; needles and pins.

Here am I
Who while away the mornings
Since you've gone
Too long have I lain alone
Not knowing which way to turn.

And there you are
Quite sure that you were right
Knowing full well
That I'd be the first one
To go down.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
Except when things weren't going your way
And then the lady would say that she'd had enough
Wandering around on her own.

The day you left
Well I think you knew you'd not be back
Well at least it would seem that way
Because you never said goodbye.
But when it comes round to you and me
I'm sure it will work out alright.

And you'd be the one who was laughing
And giving me something I don't need
And you know, I'd always hold you and keep you warm
Oh! more fool me.

But when it comes
Round to you and me
I ask myself
Do I really believe
In your love.

And yes, I'm sure it will work out alright.

Wrapped up in some powdered wool - I guess I'm losing touch.
Don't tell me this is dying, 'cos I ain't changed that much.
The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am,
Some kind of jam?
Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you!

There's nothing I can recognise; this is nowhere that I've known.
With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone,
And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real
But I feel good.
Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked in some Brooklyn jail
- Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale.
No - I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave.
What could have saved me?
Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes.
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right.
...And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby don't you know our love is true.

Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies.
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright,
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
...And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you.
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true.

I've been so far from here,
Far from your warm arms.
It's good to feel you again,
It's been a long long time. Hasn't it?


The Guaranteed Eternal Sanctuary Man

I know a farmer who looks after the farm.
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest.
I know a fireman who looks after the fire.

You, can't you see he's fooled you all.
Yes, he's here again, can't you see he's fooled you all.
Share his peace,
Sign the lease.
He's a supersonic scientist,
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man.
Look, look into my mouth he cries,
And all the children lost down many paths,
I bet my life you'll walk inside
Hand in hand,
gland in gland
With a spoonful of miracle,
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary.
We will rock you, rock you little snake,
We will keep you snug and warm.


Ikhnaton And Itsacon And Their Band Of Merry Men

Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest,
We walked across the fields to see the children of the West,
But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors
standing still below the ground,
Waiting for battle.

The fight's begun, they've been released.
Killing foe for peace...bang, bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang...
And they're giving me a wonderful potion,
'Cos I cannot contain my emotion.
And even though I'm feeling good,
Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer capsule.

Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate.
The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord.


How Dare I Be So Beautiful?

Wandering through the chaos the battle has left,
We climb up a mountain of human flesh,
To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life.
A young figure sits still by a pool,
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool.
(He is you)
Social Security took care of this lad.
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower.
A flower?


Willow Farm

If you go down to Willow Farm,
to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise, everyone lies,
like the fox on the rocks,
and the musical box.
Oh, there's Mum & Dad, and good and bad,
and everyone's happy to be here.

There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag,
he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag.
The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg,
the egg was a bird.
(Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail)
Hadn't you heard?
(They're going to change you into a human being!)
Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese,
and wonderfully clean in the morning.

We've got everything, we're growing everything,
We've got some in
We've got some out
We've got some wild things floating about
Everyone, we're changing everyone,
you name them all,
We've had them here,
And the real stars are still to appear.

ALL CHANGE!

Feel your body melt;
Mum to mud to mad to dad
Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office,
You're all full of ball.

Dad to dam to dum to mum
Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing,
You're all full of ball.

Let me hear you lies, we're living this up to the eyes.
Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa
Momma I want you now.

And as you listen to my voice
To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause.
You've been here all the time,
Like it or not, like what you got,
You're under the soil (the soil, the soil),
Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil, the soil!).
So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang
and all of us fit in our places.


Apocalypse In 9/8 (Co-Starring the delicious talents of Gabble Ratchet)

With the guards of Magog, swarming around,
The Pied Piper takes his children underground.
Dragons coming out of the sea,
Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me.
He brings down the fire from the skies,
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes.
Better not compromise.
It won't be easy.

666 is no longer alone,
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone,
And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll,
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.
Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon,
In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand new tune.

And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue,
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true,
I've been so far from here,
Far from your loving arms,
Now I'm back again, and babe it's gonna work out fine.


As Sure As Eggs Is Eggs (Aching Men's Feet)

Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the fading night,
Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.

There's an angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a loud voice,
"This is the supper of the mighty one",
Lord of Lords,
King of Kings,
Has returned to lead his children home,
To take them to the new Jerusalem.

I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
And I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep, deep in the deep.

Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquids turn sour within
Turn fast - turn sour
Turn sweat - turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave,
Get me out of this cave!

If I keep self-control,
I'll be safe in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Bring's a moment's relief.
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit just never learns.

Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight
Lips are dry, throat is dry.
Feel like burning, stomach churning
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of this cage!

In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far,
All tied to their things
They are netted by their strings,
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.

Outside the cage I see my brother John,
He turns his head so slowly round.
I cry out Help! before he can be gone,
And he looks at me without a sound.
And I shout out 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek,
And I watch him turn again and leave the cage.
My little runaway.

Raindrops keep falling on my head
thinking falling on my...

In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still. Pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd Street.
When they got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building, can't take more.
My headaches charge. My earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.

If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rock.
But I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves,
And without any reason my body revolves.

Keep on turning, Keep on turning...
Turning around
Just spinning around.

It's one o'clock and time for lunch,
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.

There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now."
And then Mister Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them moving blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
in the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
But I remebered a voice from the past;
"Gambling only plays when you're winning"
- I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them moving blades sharp...

I know what I like, and I like what I know;
getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk

I can pacify your violence
I can guarantee no pain
Feel the ugly force of motion
Deep inside your guilty brain

Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Pulpit of the Python
Chasing out the innocents defiled

Leave your weapon in the cool stream
Rest your body on the stone
Multitude will beckon to a clear sky
Rise again to follow all who came
Are you really evil?

I saw you in the Devil’s Kitchen
Cooking for the Queen of Spades
Hiding in your pretty laces
Licking fingers sunk in jam

Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Pulpit of the Python
Chasing out the innocents defiled

Curl your flimsy leaves around me
Sorceress you cannot still command
Burning in the orifice of Hades
Sacrifice your magic to my hand
Are you really evil?

I saw you in the Hermit's garden
Picking fruit to fill his flesh
Tacking spells to take his body
Trapping him inside your mesh

Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Going out to get you
Pulpit of the Python
Chasing out the innocents defiled

"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady
Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices.
And as the notes and coins are taken out
I'm taken in, to the factory floor.

For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- Just need a fuse.

Got people stocked in every shade,
He must be doing well with trade.
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality,
That evens out their personality.
With profit potential marked by a sign.
I can recognise some of the production line.
No bite at all in labour bondage,
Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage.

The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- Just need a fuse.

The hall runs like clockwork
Their hands mark out the time,
Empty in their fullness
Like a frozen pantomime.
Everyone's a sales representative
Wearing slogans in their shrine.
Dishing out failsafe superlative.
Brother John is No. 9.

For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- Just need a fuse.

And the decor on the ceiling
Has planned out their future day
I see no sign of free will,
So I guess I'll have to pay,
Pay my way.
For the Grand Parade.
For the Grand Parade.
For the Grand Parade.

For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- Just need a fuse.

The Grand parade, The Grand parade, The Grand parade...

See my hand is moving
Touching all that's real
And once it stroked love's body
Now it claws the past.

The scent of a flower,
The colours of the morning,
Friends to believe in,
Tears soon forgotten,
See how the rain drives away, another day.

If a leaf has fallen
Does the tree lie broken?
And if we draw some water
Does the well run dry?

The sigh of a mother,
The screaming of lovers,
Like two angry tigers,
They tear at each other,
See how for him lifetime's fears disappear.

Once Jesus suffered,
Heaven could not see him.
And now my ship is sinking,
The captain stands alone.

A pawn on the chessboard,
A false move by God will now destroy me,
But wait, on the horizon,
A new dawn seems to be rising,
Never to recall his passerby, born to die.

I see faces and traces of home back in New York City -
So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
And well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood.
They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain
'Cos we're only as strong, as we're only as strong, as the weakest link in the chain.
Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen,
I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean.

You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit.
But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm not full of shit.
I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong.
This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong.
When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline,
You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been.

As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me.
Held my heart, deep in hair,
Time to shave, shave it off, it off.

No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!

Off we go. Off we go.
Off we go. Off we go.

You're sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real,
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel.
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash,
But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash.
And I've tasted all the strongest meats,
And laid them down in coloured sheets.
Laid them down in coloured sheets.
Who needs illusion of love and affection
When you're out walking in the streets with your mainline
Connection? connection.

As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me.
Held my heart, deep in hair,
Time to shave, shave it off, it off.

No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
No time for romantic escape,
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!

i) The Arrival

Rael:
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Till I came upon this dirty street
I've never seen a stranger crowd
Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet

Continually pacing
With nonchalant embracing
Each orifice disgracing
And one facing me
Moves to say "hellay"

Your skin's all covered in slimy lumps
With lips that slide across each chin
His twisted limbs like rubber stumps
Are waved in welcome
Say "Please join in:"

My grip must be flipping
'Cause his handshake keeps slipping
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on
Smiling all the time

Slipperman:
"We, like you
Have tasted love
Don't be alarmed
At what you see
You yourself
Are just the same
As what you see in me"

Rael:
Me
Like you?
Like that!?

Slipperman:
"You better watch it, son
Your sentence has only just begun
You better run and join your brother John"


ii) A Visit to the Doktor

Slipperman:
"You're in the colony of slippermen
There's no who, why
What or when

You can get out
If you've got the gripe
To see, Doktor Dyper
Reformed sniper
He'll whip off
Your windscreenwiper"

Rael:
John and I are able
To face the Doktor
And his marble table
He said...

The Doktor:
Understand, Rael
That's the end of your tail

Rael:
"Don't delay
Dock the dick!"
I watch his countdown
Timer tick...


iii) The Raven

He places the number into a tube
It's a yellow plastic
Shoobedoobe

It says: "Though your fingers may tickle
You'll be safe in our pickle"
Suddenly, black cloud
Come down from the sky
Its a supersized black bird
That sure can fly

The raven brings on
Darkness and night
He flies right down
Gives me one hell of a fright

He takes the tube
Right out of my hands
Man, I've got to find
Where that black bird lands

"Look here, John
I've got to run
I need you now
You're going to come?"

He says to me...

John:
"Now can't you see
Where the raven flies
There's jeopardy?

We've been cured on the couch
Now you're sick with your grouch
I'll not risk my honey pouch
Which my slouch
Will wear slung very low"

Rael:
He walks away
And leaves me once again
Even though I never learn
I'd hoped he'd show
Just some concern

Some concern
Ah...
Some concern

I'm in the agony of Slipperpain
I pray my undercarriage will sustain
The chase is on
The pace is hot
But I'm running so very hard
With everything
That I've got

He leads me down an underpass
Though it narrows
He still flies very fast
When the tunnel stops
Catch sight of the tube
Just as it drops

I'm on top of a bank
Too steep to climb
I see it hit the water
Just in time
To watch it float away
Watch it float away
Watch it float away...

1971. released as b-side of "i know what I like" single, 1974.


Is it really true what they're saying
Are you really sure there's nobody come for me
When I'm walking home there is no-one
Once there was a house, full of laughter - so warm
Trying to pretend there is someone
Someone who will care when I need it

I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow
Just a drink to make me feel like a man again
Now I'm down

When I walk outside, there is nowhere
Children follow me, with their laughter - so cold...
Casting just a glance at the churchyard


Casting just a glance, at my painted female friend.

Now I'm on my way, I am falling
Got to find some 'elp, ooh I will need that now

So I will receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow
Just a drink to make me feel like a man again
Now I'm down...

I will now receive my comfort, conjured by the magic power of wine
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling good
Just a drink, I'll get that drink, and I'm feeling fine
Just a drink to take my sorrow
Just a drink and you can blast tomorrow, now...

Do you have champagne in your dreams?
Where do you dine with kings and queens?
The chauffeur dresses you in lace
Where have you put your plastic face?

The highest cave was yours, not mine
The biggest slave was yours
My admiration's on the wane
Is this your dying day?

The curtain falls, the lights go out
You move, you think, you talk, you shout
The portrait stares, your eyes fight back
The magic wand brings all you lack

The highest cave was yours, not mine
The biggest slave was yours
My admiration's on the wane
Is this your dying day?

Build me a mountain that I may see the sky
Build me a tunnel that I may see the world

The ball's begun, the champagne's flat
The music swings, they do The Jack
The vultures scream, a storm's ahead
The ball is over: you are dead

The highest cave was yours, not mine
The biggest slave was yours
My admiration's on the wane
Is this your dying day?

Build me a mountain that I may see the sky
Build me a tunnel that I may see the world

That night he pictured the removal of his hairy heart and to the
accompaniment of very
romantic music he watched it being shaved smooth by an anonymous
stainless steel razor

I'm counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers,
All those numbers!
Give me guidance!
O Lord I need that now.

That day of judgement's come,
And you can bet that I've been resting,
For this testing.
Digesting every word the experts say.
Erogenous zones I love you.
Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Found a girl I wanted to date,
Thought I'd better get it straight.
Went to buy a book before's too late.
Don't leave nothing to fate.
And I have studied every line, every page in the book,
And now I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look,
Take a look.

This is it Rael!

I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it,
'Cos I understand it. Look! I've found the hotspots, Figures 1-9.
- Still counting out time, i've got my finger on the button,
"Don't say nuttin - just lie there still
And I'll get you turned on just fine."
Erogenous zones I love you,
Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Touch and go with 1-6.
Bit of trouble in zone No. 7.
Gotta remember all of my tricks.
There's heaven ahead in No. 11!
Getting crucial responses with dilation of the pupils.
"Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip. Whipee!

- Move over Casanova -

I'm counting out time, reaction none too happy,
Please don't slap me,
I'm a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail.
I'm counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my
Mistress.
I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away.
Erogenous zones I question you -
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, mankind handkinds thru' the blues.

Watcher of the skies watcher of all
His is a world alone no world is his own,
He whom life can no longer surprise,
Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown.

Creatures shaped this planet's soil,
Now their reign has come to end,
Has life again destroyed life,
Do they play elsewhere, do they know
more than their childhood games ?
Maybe the lizard's shedded its tail,
This is the end of man's long union with Earth.

Judge not this race by empty remains
Do you judge God by his creatures when they are dead.
For now the lizard's shedded its tail
This is the end of man's long union with Earth.

From life alone to life as one,
Think not now your journey done
For though your ship be sturdy, no
Mercy has the sea,
Will you survive on the ocean of being,
Come ancient children hear what I say
This is my parting council for you on your way.

Sadly now your thoughts turn to the stars
Where we have gone you know you never can go.
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
This is your fate alone, this fate is your own.

There is lambswool under my naked feet,
The wool is soft and warm,
- 'Gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.

The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping they'll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
There's no hiding in my memory.
There's no room to avoid.

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needle's eye is winking, closing on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers;

"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

There's only one direction in the faces that I see;
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chamber's said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree,
There are pulled up by the magnet, believeing they're free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers;

"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies
glowing bright.
Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight;
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers;

"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lit up their pitchers - they carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack.
And the tickler takes his sticleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers;

"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."

Struggling down the slope,
There's not much hope.
I begin to try to ride the scree
But the rocks are tumbling all around me.

If I want John alive,
I've got to ditch my fear - take a dive
While I've still got my drive to survive.

Evel Knievel, you got nothing on me.
Here I go!

At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors.
They try to find, find themselves an audience;
Their deductions need applause.

The rich man stands in front of me.
The poor man behind my back.
They believe they can control the game,
But the juggler holds another pack.

I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman,
You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can.
He'll smile through his guard,
Survival trains hard.
I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands,
He looks at you once, you know he understands,
Don't need any shield,
When you're out in the field.

But down here,
I'm so alone with my fear,
With everything that I hear.
And every single door, that I've walked through
Brings me back, back here again,
I've got to find my own way.

The priest and the magician,
Singing all the chants that they have ever heard;
And they're all calling out my name,
Even academics, searching printed word.

My father to the left of me,
My mother to the right.
Like everyone else they're pointing
But nowhere feels quite right.

And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found.
There's no need to sell if you're homeword bound.
If I choose a side.
He won't take me for a ride.

Back inside
This chamber of so many doors;
I've nowhere, nowhere to hide.
I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me.
Find a door
That doesn't lead me back again
- Take me away.

Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight,
It's only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight.

In the cold, feel the cold
all around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound.

Striking out to reach you,
I can't get through to the other side.
When you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.

Taken down, taken down
by the undertow
And I'm spiralled down the river bed,
My fire is burning low.

Catching hold of a rock that's firm,
I'm waiting for John to be carried past.
We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast.

And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
have no-one, no-one, no-one left to keep.
Hang on John! We're out of this at last.
Something's changed, that's not your face.
It's mine

When its cold, it come slow
it is warm, just watch it grow
- All around me
it is here, it is now.

Just a little bit of it can bring you up or down,
Like the supper it is cooking in your hometown.
it is chicken, it is eggs,
it is in between your legs.
it is walking on the moon,
leaving your cocoon.

it is the jigsaw, it is purple haze.
it never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase
it is in the singles bar, in the distance of the face
it is in between the cages, it is always in a space
it is here, it is now.

Any rock can be made to roll
If you've enough of it to pay the toll
it has no home in words or goal
Not even in your favorite hole
it is hope for the dope
When you ride the horse without a hoof
it is shaken not stirred;
Cocktails on the roof.

When you eat right fru it you see everything alove
it is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive
If you think that its pretentious, you've been taken for a ride.
Look across the mirror, before you choose decide
it is here, it is now
it is Real, it is Rael

'Cos it's only knock and knowall, but I like it.

The magic of time that surrounded the world
In the mist and the cloud of new life
The seas had been filled and the air made clean
Awaiting the change on the ground

Sunlight in the daytime and the dew came at night
And the rain fell to dampen the earth
And the rain filled the rivers and the rivers the lakes
And the life on the ground did emerge

Rock is hidden by moss and flowers
The trees are clothed in green
The silent sun has fashioned the world
A stage for man to come

The magic of time that surrounded the world
In the mist and the cloud of new life
The seas had been filled and the air made clean
Awaiting the change on the ground

I'll tell you the story
Of how my life ran
Well, at first it was easy
But it finished so hard

Hey! You started me going
Hey! I was so happy
Hey! You started a going inside me
I need your love right now

Promises broken
The things I believed in
You were so nice, girl
And I couldn't see through it

Hey! You ended my happiness
Hey! You needed my love
Hey! You ruined the world I was planning
Hey! You left it all too late

Hey! It's all over now
Hey! You want to apologise
Hey! Well look at me, hundreds of pieces
Why did you lead me on?

Hey! It's all over now
Hey! You want to apologise
Hey! Well look at me, hundreds of pieces
Hey! Why did you lead me on, girl?
Hey! You ought to apologise
[fade out]

Pastel colours bring the sky to life
Cleanse the night with a breath of dawn
Silence broken when a baby cries
Piercing the mist that cloaks the cool outside

The streets are beginning to move gently now
Daylight lays on the ground
Dew drops trickle down leaves gently now
Soaking the pathway of the thousands of the thousands of shoes

Windows opening as the postman calls
Letters to smell, letters to burn
Daily papers through the hole in the door
Sex and news fill the wisdom of a million minds

Time is a measure of strength quickly now
Speed is the cause of decay
Traffic is humble to pull on your knees
Pushing and pulling the tired little men in their cars

Wake up! Your conscious is calling!
Reality begins at nine
Wake up! Think what you’re missing
Hidden in the world of dawn

Rest your body with soothing sleep
Dream of the hours you left behind
Listen carefully for the break of day
The twilight’s near, silence brings the fantasy here

Silhouettes mingle with sky backed with smog
Ripples of morning flow by
The quietness flavours the glow ? breathe it in
Merging the bliss that is glazing the warm face of gloom

Wake up! Your conscious is calling!
Reality begins at nine
Wake up! Think what you’re missing
Hidden in the world of dawn

Hey, Sea Bee
Fly through the waters of sadness that pull you away from me
Hey, Sea Bee
You'll freeze in the wind that gently is blowing you away from me

Fly to me quickly
Soften your cold wings
I'll find you comfort
You know you're gonna fall down, down, down
'Til you end up on the ground
You have no fun
You're on your own

Where you flying now in the sky?
Can you cast your eyes below?

Hey, Sea Bee
Raindrops are falling in the shadows where you were so close to me
Hey, Sea Bee
The beauty I saw has been wrenched from the seat of my sorrowed eyes

Swim home to me now
You can just make it
I know you like it
You know you're gonna fall down, down, down
'Til you end up on the ground
You're slipping now
You're on your own

Drifting higher in the sky
Disappearing from my sight

Hey, Sea Bee
Once in a while when you think of a friend that you left behind
Hey, Sea Bee
I can't forget you or the warmth that surrounded your gentle heart

Flannan Isle lies in the South by the Point of Kedgeree
Forty-seven miles from land in the roughest part of the sea
On the finest day the sea is black
They say no one has ever come back from there

They say the wicked spirits haunt the lighthouse in the night
Fierce ghosts of many men who tried to stop the warning light
Waves are hurled against the ugly rocks
Spray is changed at once to a wall of ice
Bird who wants to rest its tired wings
Lands, and it is turned to a [dummy?] of stone

The island's rocks have many caves that smell of dying flesh
They lure the strangers to their maze of never ending length
The empty cave is filled with sound
[A madman lying???] in the ground below

Each month a boat is sucked to perish by the rocky isle
Each time the moon is full the currents are directed there
Boats that sail too near to Flannan Isle
Feel the weather change and they turn away
If they dare to look behind them, still
Screams of disappointment fill the air

See him digging, see him weeding
Every single day of the year
Coffee at eleven, four-thirty tea
His security is built on routine

But inside his mind there's a lot going on
Planning the world but it just don't do no good
I say, what's the use?

Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away

I say, what's the use?

Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away

In cessation, repetition
Funeral for an age of decay
Meditation, deep frustration
Caused our hairy friend to die

Here lies a man who failed to escape
Filled his small head with the worries that plague the world
I say, what's the use?