IQ - The Lost Attic : A Collection Of Rarities (1983-1999) [compilation] (2000) by IQ (보컬) on maniadb.com

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Either talk or listen
Don't entertain nobody else
Now that the lines are positive
Someone save me from myself

Unthinkable, unbelievable
There's no way out

Unconvincing hypocrites
Are you putting sense aside?
All you sarcastic sycophants
You pussyfoot in, santified

As he's cornering individuals
He contrives a role reversal
A universal scam saved in ignorance
Surely taking you down
I must confess I feel second blessed

A voice I can't forget reverberates inside my head:
"You're all you'll ever be
Your soul is stained, give in to me
By these almighty hands
The purifying flames are fanned
The hours left to us fade so fast
The first shall be the last to know"

Unthinkable, unbelievable

Nicholls-Holmes

The eyes that watch her weeping
As she turns to leave
Surrender to another tear
Uncertain of this new decision we have made
Too empty, though, to say for sure
And she and I no longer know the reason
It's all I can do to bury my fear
I wanted so much to always be here

Wherever she goes, whatever she does
How can I let go?
When all that I know, in all that I see
I know in my heart reminders will come

Both out of words and out of hope
Another day exactly like I've come to know
So nervously I close my eyes
In hoping, when I open them, that she'll be gone
For well she knows I can't give in to sorrow
I wait for a chance to be letting her know
I love her enough to be letting her go

I know it's everything we said
But I must not trust
It's too late, too late to trust
And I must not trust
It's too late, too late to trust

Across the plateau no clouds storm the sky,
Above the riverbed the world's run dry,
I beat the air, for those who hear,
And through the night my call goes out unheard,
I cry for company and get no word,
The silent groan, God only knows,
I stand alone.

The wind devides the empty shells below,
Deep in the valley night begins to grow,
The memory, the best of me,
From out the shadows something takes my hand,
To lead me homeward through a foreign land,
The silence grown, the palest eyes,
I'm the only one.

A mother's son, a father's pride,
How can I run and where to hide?
I close my eyes and hope tonight,
My healing flesh will be all right;
A baby cries, another ghost,
A different side to claim the most,
My blood gone black and down to dust,
So save my soul or let me die,
I'm still alive.

I'm on the other side,
Shaken down, lovely but cockeyed,
No wonder I feel nervous,
Lord, they don't deserve us anyway.

I want to burn these wings,
You can see how it's happening,
Still they're telling me to smack the enemy,
It's killing time!

I should have known before,
Only bad's half as good as dead,
I can't go any faster, stuck like alabaster,
White as I know.

We stand in lines of old, staying cold,
Swallow all the anger,
Releases get away, coming down,
Across the fields of amber,
To the water, ocean far below.

As the mirror to the sun,
The colour of the evening, never let go,


Hold my stomach, keep it tight,
They're pulling out the breathing, let it go;
If you ever change your mind,
Don't be caught alone, no, it's only me,
With all the hopes and fears combined,
It's hard to care for living anymore,
I wouldn't let you down again.

Inspired by hunger, fired by lust,
I sold the children's faces, painted gold,
Something moving taking hold,


Is gathering but never growing old,
I did everything I could just to say,
Believe me, you're not alone,
But with the winter in my bones,
Oh what else can I do now?
It's only me,
I wouldn't let you down again.

Break back to back lately,
Oh and how they moved when I was
younger than this,
Get my spirit caught beneath the surface,
SDee me play dead today,
I love my daydreams, leave my doldrums,
Armies of priests
All come to practice their party pieces,
Pounding like metal from side to side,
To shoot, to save,
And risk that horizon,
No smoke can shield, it stays unhealed,
Safe in our stillness,
At last we see him rise from out the earth.

I set the silhouette that leaves me scarred,
Lost my condition from the perfect star,
I caught the fire, can't help but see,
There's none to carry on.

I knew these plains before the world was mine,
With no escape in mind, I'll be resigned,
Inside alone, I know for sure,
The future's all gone

(Mann, additional material Holmes)

Apathetic and here, I...
Watch myself glide from the sky, losing height
And end up as something gone bump in the light
Which doesn't desire to be dragged from the night
But change is the heartbeat of life into life
Which, trembling, approaches the knife

Redemption is costly, there's blood on the land
And all of us till it, it sticks to our hands
It seems to be bound up in our very glands
It sucks all our wagon wheels into its slush
And falsifies our every blush

The heart's a thermometer, readings are odd
We're from lukewarmer regions where Cain gives the nod
And we tread upon roads where our fathers have trod
We are mapless and hapless and blown by the breeze
And we chatter of being at ease
Dreary me, we chatter of being at ease

Nicholls-Orford-Holmes

Once I was down, nowhere to climb
What lay ahead unclearly defined
I could have done more than I did
I was so young, easily led
When I was a boy out of time

Give me a place where I can hide
None can erase one who has died
I want to belong, I long to believe
Words that were sent, never received
With eyes of the blind, we collide

One of these days you'll find
So much rhythm in your head
Can serve to clean your mind
and the voices you can hear
Can't relate to what you see
and the monotone inflection
Infiltrates internally

Barbell is in, Barbell is in
Barbell is in, Barbell is in

One of these days you'll find
So much rhythm in your head
Can serve to clean your mind
and the voices you can hear
Can't relate to what you see
and the monotone inflection
Infiltrates internally

Barbell is in, Barbell is in
Barbell is in, Barbell is in

As I was a walking one morning in May
I spied a young couple a makin' of hay.
O one was a fair maid and her beauty showed clear
and the other was a soldier, a bold grenadier.

Good morning, good morning, good morning said he
O where are you going my pretty lady?
I'm a going a walking by the clear crystal stream
to see cool water glide and hear nightingales sing.

O soldier, o soldier, will you marry me?
O no, my sweet lady that never can be.
For I've got a wife at home in my own country,
Two wives and the army's too many for me.

(Holmes)

Prince Charles: And now, the British premier of
'My Legs' by Ken and Ron Sex Bachelor.

Narrator: Mice. The hall was dark and rubbery,
Fezzit is waiting for a likely young chicken to drop in a lake.
But Bernie doesn't believe this and quickly woofs.
Meanwhile, Shelat and Target are destined by a huge cat.

Bernie: Crikey, you lot, am I all?

Derek Guyler: The gun is above me head

Narrator: Then Berny rushes naked into the pre-heated oven.

Target: There's a false lady outside selling pyjamas. What
shall I tell her?

Olive out of On The Buses: Please will you coat my legs?

Target: Lock me up, baby.

Johnny McDozenlegs: Ask if she's tepid, do.

Bernie: Yes, do.

Richard Wattis: Yes, do.

Dr Wizzy: Yes, do.

Sid James: Yes, do.

Monica Rose: Yes, do.

Esma Cannon: Yes, do.

Joyce Grenfell: Yes, do! Yes,yes, do!

Peggy Mount: Am I shiny enough yet?

Shelat: Is there a long pipe in the house?

Narrator: For a while, all was silent. Until...

Anne Aston: Oh, look! I whopped my big kidneys out for all to see.

All: Ooooh...

Bernie(the bolt): Do not say "Oooh."

All: No, we shall not say "Oooh."

Bernie: No! Never say "Oooh!"

Dr Wizzy: If only Lieutenant Uhuhu was here. She wouldn't
say "Oooh."

Charles Hawtrey: Love. Love my dire native.

Karen Carpenter: Carry me to Zimbabwe, me lovely fishes.

Susan Dropweewee: Soon me cannelloni is 'tween me legs.

All (singing): "Cause we couldn't

I was waiting for the change
To come from underneath the ground
Caught in half-light, there she stood
But I had given all I could
Upside down the shape looked normal
In its magic uniform
I can't remember getting older
I can't get it off my mind

It's only fascination diving
Keeps my spirits half-alive
My infatuation driving my incentive to survive

Does it suffocate the daughters
Or does torture sink a thrill?
Still obsessed with time will time
It's now and never, watch it swell

It's only fascination diving
Keeps my spirits half-alive
My infatuation driving my incentive to survive

It may be far away but it's here to stay
New reminders sway into yesterday
She walks towards me now
She lives, I don't know how
I can hardly move, I can hardly breathe

Roses, I am chrome
No, she's not at home
Shot down to the bone
Sitting here alone
She walks towards me now
She lives, I don't know how
I can hardly move
I can hardly believe in even nothing
I hide you in bullets, I had it all
Still dragged from shock to shock
One drink to let me sink
If I never see you again
If I'm jaded, stretched or cleaned
Don't tell me, I guessed
While you bled for me less
I love what you used to be

So the certanty is I can get no air,
Getting nowhere at all,
Open-ended and suspended one by one,
In the slipstream,
And Harvest hold the horrbag,
Emotion starts to lag,
With panache I keep a-crashing,
Through the sky,
No compassion have I.

Kick a kiss of superstition and I cry,
"Just a guide or I throw
All the panic I can muster,
Threatening to the cluster";
The hangman's whore so obvious,
Discretion's such a drag,
But I know his apparatus snows my mind,
When it gets too far out.

Guard the ribs and fall,


I long to catch my breath, condemm it all
As the number I become,
They count me out a volunteer.

See how they run in silence up the belfry steps,
Each unaffected by the sight of the blistered skin;
Someone to calm me till the pounding in my head stops,
Over the tens of thousands find no way out of in:
Through the pandemonium, My heart is beating like a drum,
Barricaded in here, crawling's getting creepier,
With my head in my hands, all the heaven in my heart.

Get me out of here, let me get away,
Let me go from here, get me out away,
Get me out of here, let me get away,
Let me out of here, let me go today

> Garden over me, the secret I love most,
God and Man agree to giving up the ghost,
High above the moon, the sun has left the sky,
I would love to know if you're the reason why.
Garden under me, the naked and the dead,
I can still remember everything we said,
Higher, higher now than I have ever been
More than meets the eye than mine have ever seen.
Garden over me, you never know the grief,
Hide this side away to satisfy belief,
I can't stand the agony of nothing new,
When the soft white belly enters into you
I go down
The ribbon wrapped a gun, I blinded everyone,
Collected underground, now I'm up I'm down
It isn't how you lie, it's in the way you're mine,
How was I to know the nerves would overflow?
I want to see you, I want to touch you
I want to feel the breathing changing.
I want to be you, to be inside you,
To pull you under, get you fighting.
Unsodden even the water leaking,
Don't want to hear the widow speaking,
And just to know if there could be something,
You couldn't get that, yeah...
Ah, you fools, don't you see?
He's darker than he's going to be,
The state I'm in, hollow bone,
Diamond hard heart of stone.
Lost in love, senses flown
Diamond hard heart of stone.