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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Sitting at the back of a smoke filled room On a cold and sunny afternoon Drinking red wine And counting the laugh lines On the face of the girl who stands in the doorway And over her shoulder There's a world growing colder I'm feeling older and slowly less sober It's the first and the last time That we'll ever meet Just falling leaves From winter trees So light gives in to dark The nylon sheets softly spark Nostalgia strikes hard at the heart That cannot escape from its past And it's the first and the last time That we'll ever meet Just falling leaves Dropping from winter trees And it's the first and the last time That we'll ever meet Just falling leaves Dropping from winter trees Strangers touching the parts That love cannot reach |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Sitting at the back of a smoke filled room
On a cold and sunny afternoon Drinking red wine And counting the laugh lines On the face of the girl who stands in the doorway And over her shoulder There's a world growing colder I'm feeling older and slowly less sober It's the first and the last time That we'll ever meet Just falling leaves From winter trees So light gives in to dark The nylon sheets softly spark Nostalgia strikes hard at the heart That cannot escape from its past And it's the first and the last time That we'll ever meet Just falling leaves Dropping from winter trees Strangers touching the parts That love cannot reach |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Can't love or be loved Can't touch or be touched And he's lonely He can't love or be loved Can't touch or be touched Yes he's lonely And now he's all stressed up With nowhere to go He's drunk 25 pints of Amoco Numbness. Voidy Numbness Got the Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Another drink, another girl Another life in another world He's a phony Well, well, he ain't superstitious But he's feeling mighty strange That rinkle, tinkle tink Of no-one on the phone again Again! Quit drinking the drink Jump on the train He gotta watch the rain beat upon the rain He gotta feel his shame beat upon his shame He gotta know his pain by it's real name Know his pain by it's real name Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Can't love or be loved Can't touch or be touched Yes he's lonely |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Can't love or be loved
Can't touch or be touched And he's lonely He can't love or be loved Can't touch or be touched Yes he's lonely And now he's all stressed up With nowhere to go He's drunk 25 pints of Amoco Numbness. Voidy Numbness Got the Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness Another drink, another girl Another life in another world He's a phony Well, well, he ain't superstitious But he's feeling mighty strange That rinkle, tinkle tink Of no-one on the phone again Again! Quit drinking the drink Jump on the train He gotta watch the rain beat upon the rain He gotta feel his shame beat upon his shame He gotta know his pain by it's real name Know his pain by it's real name Numbness v-v-v-Voidy Numbness |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
Peeling the skin back from my eyes I felt surprised that the time on the clock was the time I usually retire to the place where I clear my head of you But just for today I think I'll lie here and dream of you I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in But if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out A howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows. As street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your windows A broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes Uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in but if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
Peeling the skin back from my eyes I felt surprised that the time on the clock was the time I usually retire to the place where I clear my head of you But just for today I think I'll lie here and dream of you I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in But if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out A howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows. As street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your windows A broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes Uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in but if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out |
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from The The - Soul Mining (2002)
Peeling the skin back from my eyes I felt surprised that the time on the clock was the time I usually retire to the place where I clear my head of you But just for today I think I'll lie here and dream of you I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in But if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out A howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows. As street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your windows A broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes Uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in but if the sweat pours out just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
as the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one, A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline-- Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity-- Sits back in his new leather chair ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast. I'm smiling through my teeth. Anybody can be a millionaire, so everybody's gotta try but by the laws of this human jungle only the heartless will survive. & down there--but for the grace of god --go I. The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams, the hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger, the little drunken lives,-- driven' through the traffic lights & away from who they are! But I've been thinking of you-- In this great city of great solitude. Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination, Searchin' for the world I...left behind. A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life. It's all I want--& all I miss-- but how can I return, to a place that don't exist!! from Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh, I've flown around the world standing on the wing of a jet. tryin' to salvage my emotions from the bottom of the oceans-- Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner. My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner, I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak, I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit-- Oh the hand that wrote the agony has just begun-- Will be the hand that pulls the trigger --of this gun!!! |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
The rising moon faces the sickening sun,
as the lights in the tower blocks go on, one by one, A big shot, overlooking this black iron skyline-- Surrounded by his symbols of prosperity-- Sits back in his new leather chair ripped off the back of some unfortunate beast. I'm smiling through my teeth. Anybody can be a millionaire, so everybody's gotta try but by the laws of this human jungle only the heartless will survive. & down there--but for the grace of god --go I. The smoke & the steam, & the broken down dreams, the hope, & the hunger, frustration & anger, the little drunken lives,-- driven' through the traffic lights & away from who they are! But I've been thinking of you-- In this great city of great solitude. Crossin' the central reservation, of my imagination, Searchin' for the world I...left behind. A shadow hunting shadows of childhood life. It's all I want--& all I miss-- but how can I return, to a place that don't exist!! from Mombosa to Miami, Beiruit to Bangladesh, I've flown around the world standing on the wing of a jet. tryin' to salvage my emotions from the bottom of the oceans-- Y'see I sold my soul, to pay for my dinner. My stomach grew fatter, but my heart grew thinner, I ain't foolin' I'm fallin', I wasn't wicked, just weak, I ain't lyin' I'm dyin', crippled by deceit-- Oh the hand that wrote the agony has just begun-- Will be the hand that pulls the trigger --of this gun!!! |
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from The The - Dusk (1993)
And have you ever wanted something so badly
That it possessed your body & your soul Through the night & through the day Until you finally get it! And then you realize that it wasn't what you wanted after all. And then those selfsame sickly little thoughts Now go & attach themselves to something.... ....or somebody....new! And the whole goddamn thing starts all over again. Well, I've been crushing the symptoms but I can't locate the Cause. Could God really be so cruel? To give us feelings that could never be fulfilled. Baby! I've got my sights set on you. I've got my sight set on you And someday, someday, someday, you'll come my way. But when you put your arms around me I'll be looking over your shoulder for something new 'cause I ain't ever found peace upon the breast of a girl I ain't ever found peace with the religion of the world I ain't ever found peace at the bottom of a glass Sometimes it seems the more I ask for the less I receive Sometimes it seems the more I ask for the less I receive The only true freedom is freedom from the heart's desires & the only true happiness....this way lies. |
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from The The - Dusk (1993)
I'm scared of the things I think of
when night comes along. Something gets hold of me. Something I can't never see. Oh, it's a wicked world Awaits the ones our young girls bear Oh, I need somebody to hold me In the fading light of this coming night. In the fading light of this coming night. How many whores have walked through that door Lain by my side & climbed in my mind & taken me down to where the heat blisters the skin upon my feet makes me reach out & weep for the days when I was pure of heart & slept in peace. Oh, it's a wicked world Awaits the ones our young girls bear Oh, I need somebody to hold me In the fading light of this coming night. In the fading light. This coming night. In the fading light. Of this coming night. In the fading light this is the night. |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
Well... you didn't wake up this morning,
'cause you didn't go to bed. You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red! The calendar on your wall -- is ticking -- the days off. You've been reading some old letters. You smile and think how much you've changed. All the money in the world couldn't buy back those days. You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes. You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky. This is the day -- your life will surely change. This is the day -- when things fall into place. CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS You could've done anything, if you'd wanted. And all your friends and family think that you're lucky. But the side of you they'll never see Is when you're left alone with the memories That hold your life together like -- glue You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes. You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky. This is the day -- your life will surely change. This is the day -- when things fall into place. This is the day -- your life will surely change. (repeat to fade) |
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from The The - Soul Mining (2002)
Well... you didn't wake up this morning,
'cause you didn't go to bed. You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red! The calendar on your wall -- is ticking -- the days off. You've been reading some old letters. You smile and think how much you've changed. All the money in the world couldn't buy back those days. You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes. You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky. This is the day -- your life will surely change. This is the day -- when things fall into place. CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS You could've done anything, if you'd wanted. And all your friends and family think that you're lucky. But the side of you they'll never see Is when you're left alone with the memories That hold your life together like -- glue You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes. You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky. This is the day -- your life will surely change. This is the day -- when things fall into place. This is the day -- your life will surely change. (repeat to fade) |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
A lonely silhouette Smoking a cigarette Hoping for the phone to ring Though she's sick of the sound Of people's mouths Winding her up And putting her down Don't get sad When people that you trusted stab you in the back So, you thought they were your friends? Now you know (now you know) There's one thing in life that holds And now she wants to cry Staying in on Friday night Lying in her birthday suit And listening to the bickering From the room above And wondering if it's fear of loneliness or love That keeps people like that together Forever... Don't get sad When people that you trust stab you in the back So, you thought they were your friends? Now you know (now you know) There's one thing in life that holds You're on your own (you've gotta grow) |
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from The The - Mind Bomb (1989)
What is evil? What is love?
What is evil? What is love? What is evil? What is love? What is evil? What is love? What is evil? What is evil? What is love? What is evil? Somethings telling you to wake up and salute The dangers of obedience and the violence of truth Somethings telling you to wake up and salute The dangers of obedience and the violence of truth God is Evil, God is love God is the force that possesses us God is beauty, God is truth God is the force that is watching over you What is evil? What is love? What is evil? What is love? What is evil? What is love? |
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from The The - Soul Mining (2002)
Your laying on your bed - & making shadows on the wall
It's almost too hot to move - Outside your window - People are driving home from work - for the weekend. But your waiting for the phone to ring - Your gonna tell her exactly what you think. You practice getting your mouth around the words that explain the way you feel. You've been scared to show your real self - In case she doesn't like what she sees - You've been a "prostitute to humility" - She's invaded your life & you've got to Live apart - in order to...survive - You were emotionally independent - But starved of affection. But now you've been trapped by tenderness & been beaten into "submission"... It's now way past the hour she usually phones - & you've decided not to tell her your little joke Where could she have got to. Why is she torturing you - You roll on your side - & run your fingers through your hair - Your scared of losing her - & facing yourself - A red sky at night may be a shepherds delight, But your cutting chunks from your heart. & rubbing the meat into your eyes. She can't leave you now - you've given up all your friends Your relying on her - for your independence She can't leave you here - alone & defenseless Your relying on her for your independence YOUR RELYING ON HER Thomas Leer - synths Zeke Manyika - drums Camelle G. Hinds - bass guitar Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals |
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from The The - Soul Mining (2002)
All my books lay on the table waitin' to unfold.
I sit & stare at my reflection while the darkness chills my bones. My head fills like a junk shop - - in desperate need of repair. The path of least resistance leads to the garbage heap of despair. (I think I'd better get back in bed!) "I'm just a symptom of the moral decay that's gnawing at the heart of the country" [x2] You can't destroy your problems - by destroying yourself, DEATH is not the answer, for your soul may burn in hell My memory, my fond deceiver - - is turning all my past into pain. While I'm being raped by progress - Tomorrow's world is here to stay. (They wouldn't have it any other way) "I'm just a symptom of the moral decay that's gnawing at the heart of the country" [x4] Jeremy Meek - bass guitar Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
There's a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright, Oh what a night, this is gonna bebr>I think I'll let the world sleep without me. I got one eye open, one eye closed. & my thin body's trembling beneath the bedclothes, My hearts beatin' against the roof of my mouth It's almost time to get out of this house. I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel, I got my right foot on the floorboard, & I'm preparing to kill or be killed. There's a high wind blowin', & the stars are shining bright. & the rain upon the tarmac, helps me sail through the traffic lights, I'm heading down to the dock of the bay, to feel the power of the waves, I'm gonna move up close to that wind, & wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings. Y'see I'm stuck between hell & the deep blue sea, & I know that water's sucked under better man than me, I was just another western guy, with desires that couldn't be satisfied, So one day, I asked the angels for inspiration, but the devil bought me a drink, & he's been buying them ever since, he's had the liquor on my tongue feel like the sea upon the sand, he's had me signing confessions from this shaking hand, he's had me struggling to hang onto hope Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat with a bottle of vodka in my overcoat, & my dog eared bible lostoverboard Y'see he tricked me into temptation, So I've tricked him into this confrontation, I never said I was the man I appeared to be not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity. Or the soul on firescribbling thoughts for posterity. I'm gonna have little lucifer, runnin' off to purgatory, with his tail between his legs, I'm gonna teach him a lesson he ain't ever gonna forget. All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones but they won't be chewing the meat off my bones. There's a high wind blowin' & the stars are shining bright. Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight, in the bowels of the big city skyline, Oh this feelin' inside runs dark & deep Tonight my hearts not thumping A Mercy Beat I was just another western guy, with desires that couldn't besatisfied. ..... |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
There's a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright, Oh what a night, this is gonna bebr>I think I'll let the world sleep without me. I got one eye open, one eye closed. & my thin body's trembling beneath the bedclothes, My hearts beatin' against the roof of my mouth It's almost time to get out of this house. I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel, I got my right foot on the floorboard, & I'm preparing to kill or be killed. There's a high wind blowin', & the stars are shining bright. & the rain upon the tarmac, helps me sail through the traffic lights, I'm heading down to the dock of the bay, to feel the power of the waves, I'm gonna move up close to that wind, & wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings. Y'see I'm stuck between hell & the deep blue sea, & I know that water's sucked under better man than me, I was just another western guy, with desires that couldn't be satisfied, So one day, I asked the angels for inspiration, but the devil bought me a drink, & he's been buying them ever since, he's had the liquor on my tongue feel like the sea upon the sand, he's had me signing confessions from this shaking hand, he's had me struggling to hang onto hope Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat with a bottle of vodka in my overcoat, & my dog eared bible lostoverboard Y'see he tricked me into temptation, So I've tricked him into this confrontation, I never said I was the man I appeared to be not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity. Or the soul on firescribbling thoughts for posterity. I'm gonna have little lucifer, runnin' off to purgatory, with his tail between his legs, I'm gonna teach him a lesson he ain't ever gonna forget. All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones but they won't be chewing the meat off my bones. There's a high wind blowin' & the stars are shining bright. Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight, in the bowels of the big city skyline, Oh this feelin' inside runs dark & deep Tonight my hearts not thumping A Mercy Beat I was just another western guy, with desires that couldn't besatisfied. ..... |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Fee fi fo fum Smell the blood of a gullible bum Brain dead bored bought into the fraud BiggerHarderFasterMore! Trying to find some way of stopping Struggling home with bags of shopping Gotta buy gotta-gotta buy-buy Gotta buy, gotta-gotta-gotta-gotta buy Don't even like it But you've just gotta try it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it Always someone on the TV screen Trying to sell you something you don't want or need Sponsored by this, brought to you by that Even as you slump in the back seat of a cab But if it ain't you Well, what're you gonna do? There's always someone Right behind you in the queue! Don't even like it But you've just gotta try it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it You don't even need it But you've just gotta have it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it Fee fi fo fum Smell the blood of a gullible bum Who should've been happy Could've been content Who got everything he set out to get But what is the use of possessing the world When you do not even possess your self? What is the point of selling your soul When there's nothing to buy And nowhere to go? |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Fee fi fo fum
Smell the blood of a gullible bum Brain dead bored bought into the fraud BiggerHarderFasterMore! Trying to find some way of stopping Struggling home with bags of shopping Gotta buy gotta-gotta buy-buy Gotta buy, gotta-gotta-gotta-gotta buy Don't even like it But you've just gotta try it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it Always someone on the TV screen Trying to sell you something you don't want or need Sponsored by this, brought to you by that Even as you slump in the back seat of a cab But if it ain't you Well, what're you gonna do? There's always someone Right behind you in the queue! Don't even like it But you've just gotta try it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it You don't even need it But you've just gotta have it You don't even want it But you're gonna buy Gonna-gonna-gonna buy it Fee fi fo fum Smell the blood of a gullible bum Who should've been happy Could've been content Who got everything he set out to get But what is the use of possessing the world When you do not even possess your self? What is the point of selling your soul When there's nothing to buy And nowhere to go? |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
6 o'clock in the morning & i'm the last person in this plane
still awake Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, Of this land that can't forget its past. Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other GI Joes EE-AY-EE-AY----adios! CHORUS This is your captain calling--"with an urgent warning" We're above the Gulf of Arabia--"our altitude is falling" & I can't hold her up--"there's no time for thinking" All hands on deck--"this bird is sinking" Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money I've made--bodies I've maimed. Time was when I seemed to know, Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man While all the planets like wars start joining hands, Oh what a heaven--what a hell!! Y'know there's nothing can be done in the whole wide world. I don't know whats wrong or right, I'm just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ but I'm praying that Gods with you when you die!!! |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
6 o'clock in the morning & i'm the last person in this plane
still awake Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, Of this land that can't forget its past. Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other GI Joes EE-AY-EE-AY----adios! CHORUS This is your captain calling--"with an urgent warning" We're above the Gulf of Arabia--"our altitude is falling" & I can't hold her up--"there's no time for thinking" All hands on deck--"this bird is sinking" Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money I've made--bodies I've maimed. Time was when I seemed to know, Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man While all the planets like wars start joining hands, Oh what a heaven--what a hell!! Y'know there's nothing can be done in the whole wide world. I don't know whats wrong or right, I'm just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ but I'm praying that Gods with you when you die!!! |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
6 o'clock in the morning & i'm the last person in this plane
still awake Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, Of this land that can't forget its past. Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other GI Joes EE-AY-EE-AY----adios! CHORUS This is your captain calling--"with an urgent warning" We're above the Gulf of Arabia--"our altitude is falling" & I can't hold her up--"there's no time for thinking" All hands on deck--"this bird is sinking" Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money I've made--bodies I've maimed. Time was when I seemed to know, Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man While all the planets like wars start joining hands, Oh what a heaven--what a hell!! Y'know there's nothing can be done in the whole wide world. I don't know whats wrong or right, I'm just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ but I'm praying that Gods with you when you die!!! |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
6 o'clock in the morning & i'm the last person in this plane
still awake Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores, Of this land that can't forget its past. Oh the wind that carries this plane, is the wind of change, heaven sent and hell bent! over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other GI Joes EE-AY-EE-AY----adios! CHORUS This is your captain calling--"with an urgent warning" We're above the Gulf of Arabia--"our altitude is falling" & I can't hold her up--"there's no time for thinking" All hands on deck--"this bird is sinking" Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains all the money I've made--bodies I've maimed. Time was when I seemed to know, Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man While all the planets like wars start joining hands, Oh what a heaven--what a hell!! Y'know there's nothing can be done in the whole wide world. I don't know whats wrong or right, I'm just a regular guy, with bottled up insides, I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ but I'm praying that Gods with you when you die!!! |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Mirror, mirror on the wall You've watched me grow since I was small So what will I regret the most The things I do or the things I don't? The deeper you peer into my soul You'll find that I already know But I can't say it Because I can barely face it My life is halfway through And I still haven't done What I'm here to do Even though the chances flowed I sat and watched the hours fold In upon themselves To stop their hands revealing What I can't say What I can barely face My life is halfway through And I still haven't done What I'm here to do My mummy said What you give is what you get And the only thing worth having Is happiness But trapped inside my bones Fear, desire And hope are on fire And will expand like smoke And fall down like rain Again Again Again |
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from The The - Soul Mining (2002)
Your floating down a tunnel - in a little wooden box.
Your cold & your lonely & enveloped in fog. You've been prized open & left here to die - You should've trusted your instincts - - because they don't tell lies. "Something always goes wrong when things are going right... You've swallowed your pride - - to quell the pain inside Someone captured your heart - just like a thief in the night & squeezed all juice out - until it ran dry" You've been read like an open book - page by page. You'll NEVER tell anyone your inner thoughts again You were taken in - by a heart of fools gold. Now your drifting in circles - In the depths of your soul!!! Andy Duncan - drums Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals |
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Mirror, mirror on the wall
You've watched me grow since I was small So what will I regret the most The things I do or the things I don't? The deeper you peer into my soul You'll find that I already know But I can't say it Because I can barely face it My life is halfway through And I still haven't done What I'm here to do Even though the chances flowed I sat and watched the hours fold In upon themselves To stop their hands revealing What I can't say What I can barely face My life is halfway through And I still haven't done What I'm here to do My mummy said What you give is what you get And the only thing worth having Is happiness But trapped inside my bones Fear, desire And hope are on fire And will expand like smoke And fall down like rain Again Again Again |
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As I sat in the back of that old taxi cab
Waitin' for the evenin' to come On every street of this city I heard you call my name You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling From the day that we are born, until the day we die We are hostage to our hearts' desire Though I ride this city I can't escape from you And when I look up to the stars I wonder Can the world really be so cruel? You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling Tonight the wolves are howling I can't escape from you A yearning past denying I will surrender to You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling You're the strangest feeling I ever had The strangest feeling Shine on me, Sodium light baby Shine on me, Sodium light baby Shine on me, Sodium light baby Shine on me, Sodium light baby |
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I followed that bead of sweat,
to the small of your back, from the nape of your neck, Lightin' it up, with every drag upon my cigarette. It can run, but it can't hide-- Like the unspoken feelings on your mind. I'm too tense to be tender, your too weak to be true. You try to make it easier upon yourself, By makin' it hard on you! but it's the lies in your eyes that make me wanna cry-- It's just sometimes I get so lonesome --I could die. I'm just another western guy, with desires that I can't satisfy So all the love I gave to you Means nothing at all. Dear God, God, God, this slow train to dawn. So are you lying when you say you love me. I'm lying when I say I don't-- We've opened our hearts to let each other look in, To have and to hold, but it's the words that remain unsaid, that are the words I wanna hear you speak, I bet the birds start singing, & the sun comes up, before we fall asleep-- Oh the tears in your eyes, just make me wanna cry, It's just sometimes I get so lonesome--I Could Die!! |
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I followed that bead of sweat,
to the small of your back, from the nape of your neck, Lightin' it up, with every drag upon my cigarette. It can run, but it can't hide-- Like the unspoken feelings on your mind. I'm too tense to be tender, your too weak to be true. You try to make it easier upon yourself, By makin' it hard on you! but it's the lies in your eyes that make me wanna cry-- It's just sometimes I get so lonesome --I could die. I'm just another western guy, with desires that I can't satisfy So all the love I gave to you Means nothing at all. Dear God, God, God, this slow train to dawn. So are you lying when you say you love me. I'm lying when I say I don't-- We've opened our hearts to let each other look in, To have and to hold, but it's the words that remain unsaid, that are the words I wanna hear you speak, I bet the birds start singing, & the sun comes up, before we fall asleep-- Oh the tears in your eyes, just make me wanna cry, It's just sometimes I get so lonesome--I Could Die!! |
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from The The - Dusk (1993)
The more I see
The less I know About all the things I thought were wrong or right & carved in stone So, don't ask me about War, Religion, or God Love, Sex, or Death Because.... Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself. You've gotta work out your own salvation. With no explanation to this Earth we fall On hands & knees we crawl And we look up to the stars And we reach out & pray To a deaf, dumb & blind God who never explains. Every body knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself. Lord, I've been here for so long I can feel it coming down on me I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be. |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
The more I see
The less I know About all the things I thought were wrong or right & carved in stone So, don't ask me about War, Religion, or God Love, Sex, or Death Because.... Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself. You've gotta work out your own salvation. With no explanation to this Earth we fall On hands & knees we crawl And we look up to the stars And we reach out & pray To a deaf, dumb & blind God who never explains. Every body knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself. Lord, I've been here for so long I can feel it coming down on me I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be. |
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Say it Say it Say it! (he can't say it) He's just an imperfect man Trapped in an imperfect body Ain't happy or sad, lonely or sorry Mr. Slo-Blo Mr. Yo-Yo Mr. See which way is the wind gonna blow Hangs from a wire, fingers on fire Drifting higher and higher He tried to be smart to catch out his own heart Cruel to be kind as he cut out all the soft parts But some days in little ways Love seeps out in the things he says And all he really wants Is to feel grown up again |
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Say it
Say it Say it! (he can't say it) He's just an imperfect man Trapped in an imperfect body Ain't happy or sad, lonely or sorry Mr. Slo-Blo Mr. Yo-Yo Mr. See which way is the wind gonna blow Hangs from a wire, fingers on fire Drifting higher and higher He tried to be smart to catch out his own heart Cruel to be kind as he cut out all the soft parts But some days in little ways Love seeps out in the things he says And all he really wants Is to feel grown up again |
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W-w-wave upon wave Roll upon roll Tiny it shrinks Then huge it blows Gotta be sharp Gotta be strong Things get w-w-weird Before they go wrong And he knows that once he starts He just can't stop Next life he's coming back as a dog Blindin' his eyes Rushin' thru his veins Tricklin' down thighs Again SaltWaterSaltWaterSaltWater |
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W-w-wave upon wave
Roll upon roll Tiny it shrinks Then huge it blows Gotta be sharp Gotta be strong Things get w-w-weird Before they go wrong And he knows that once he starts He just can't stop Next life he's coming back as a dog Blindin' his eyes Rushin' thru his veins Tricklin' down thighs Again SaltWater/SaltWater/SaltWater |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
I paint my lips pillar box red
Reminds me of the country Where I was born and bred Roots lie deeper than bones So back in time I go Through the tobacco smoke veil On the perfumed trail Where only childhood knows I lift my face to feel the rain Every thing's changed Though it seems the same The shallow hugs, the muted rage The weeping skies, the shadowless days I love and I hate this place I ran away but I couldn't escape I paint my lips pillar box red Reminds me of the country Where I was born and bred Roots lie deeper than bones So back in time I go Through the saloon bar doors Onto the chewing gum floors Where only childhood knows I lift my face to feel the rain Every thing's changed though it seems the same The sarcasm, the bitter remarks That pierce the chest and wound the heart The shallow hugs, the muted rage The weeping skies, the shadowless days I love and I hate this place I ran away but I couldn't escape I paint my lips pillar box red It reminds me of the country Where I was born and bred I paint my lips pillar box red It reminds me of the country Where I was born and bred |
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from The The - Naked Self (2000)
Sensed but unheard As the curtain softly stirs It is not just a memory But it lives and breathes Watching over you whilst you sleep Kneeling beside you when you weep Hey, don't be afraid Don't try to run away Because pain can be your friend As it explains The answers to your questions Consoles you in blue reflections Listens to your soul's confessions Then leads you in new directions So open your heart again And feel the walls dissolve Something's whispering to you It's time to let go Because the only thing that stays the same Is that everything must change Everything must change Hey, embrace your pain You cannot run away And pain can be your friend As it explains The answers to your questions Consoles you in blue reflections Listens to your soul's confessions Then leads you in new directions And all the while that you were waiting For love to keep the light from waning It's pain that stops the heart from hating That cures the mind of hesitating That helps the soul in separating From everything that it's been blaming Everything's changing |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
I'm a man without a soul...Honey, yeah
I lost it while parading it, in a town full of thieves Y'see I didn't wanna be with any people I know. But god knows, I didn't wanna be alone I thought if I acted like someone else I'd feel more comfortable with myself So I showered down, left my little room Jumped in my car for protection from hostility Well it ain't easy to be bold in an unknown city Yeah I was feeling strong mouthed and weak willed When I ran into the cure for my ills Don't tell me what your name is I want your body, not your mind, I want a feeling, worth paying for before I say goodbye But as I was talking, I couldn't look her in the eyes, I just kept wondering, How many men unleashed their frustration between her thighs? There'll be no sleep 'til the morning There'll be no lullabyes 'cause the devil borrowed my clothes just for tonight Well my adrenalin, was curdling like cream, as I was being led by the hand. Through the sound of sirens And the distant noise of some drunken jazz band, Through the stench of disinfectant-- that "INFECTED" my head, through the darkness of a corridor and into a stranger's bed. Well I didn't wanna hurt your feelings, honey But I couldn't suppress my own, I had to pull myself outta this nosedive by proving something to myself. She was lying on her back with her lips parted. Squealing like a stuffed pig I was going through the motions faking the emotions, and wriggling around like a lizard in a tin. Trying so hard to cleanse myself, I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to please myself, I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. Come my love with your desire Out of the blue...and into the fire!! |
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from The The - Infected (1987)
I'm a man without a soul...Honey, yeah
I lost it while parading it, in a town full of thieves Y'see I didn't wanna be with any people I know. But god knows, I didn't wanna be alone I thought if I acted like someone else I'd feel more comfortable with myself So I showered down, left my little room Jumped in my car for protection from hostility Well it ain't easy to be bold in an unknown city Yeah I was feeling strong mouthed and weak willed When I ran into the cure for my ills Don't tell me what your name is I want your body, not your mind, I want a feeling, worth paying for before I say goodbye But as I was talking, I couldn't look her in the eyes, I just kept wondering, How many men unleashed their frustration between her thighs? There'll be no sleep 'til the morning There'll be no lullabyes 'cause the devil borrowed my clothes just for tonight Well my adrenalin, was curdling like cream, as I was being led by the hand. Through the sound of sirens And the distant noise of some drunken jazz band, Through the stench of disinfectant-- that "INFECTED" my head, through the darkness of a corridor and into a stranger's bed. Well I didn't wanna hurt your feelings, honey But I couldn't suppress my own, I had to pull myself outta this nosedive by proving something to myself. She was lying on her back with her lips parted. Squealing like a stuffed pig I was going through the motions faking the emotions, and wriggling around like a lizard in a tin. Trying so hard to cleanse myself, I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to please myself, I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. I was trying so hard to be myself I was turning into somebody else. Come my love with your desire Out of the blue...and into the fire!! |
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from The The - Hanky Panky (1995)
I could say it's over now
That I was glad to see you go I could hate you for the way, I'm feeling My lips could tell a lie But my heart would know It's a sin to make me cry When you know I love you so I could tell my heart that I don't miss you My lips could tell a lie But my heart would know I could give you all the blame But I'm sure the truth would show I could tell this world I found a new love My lips could tell a lie But my heart would know I can't fool my cryin' heart Because it knows I need you so I could tell my heart, I'm glad we parted My lips could tell a lie But my heart would know I could say it's over now That I was glad to see you go I could hate you for the way, I'm feeling My lips could tell a lie But my heart would know |
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LoveLoveLove
LoveLoveLove Me & my friend were walking In the cold light of mourning. Tears may blind the eyes but the soul is not deceived In this world even winter ain't what it seems. Here come the blue skies Here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. In our lives we hunger for those we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the feelings unexpressed Play upon our hearts like the mist upon our breath. But, awoken by grief, our spirits speak ""How could you believe that the life within the seed that grew arms that reached And a heart that beat. And lips that smiled And eyes that cried. Could ever die?"" Here come the blue skies Here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. Shall rise. Shall rise. Shall rise. Shall rise. |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
LoveLoveLove
LoveLoveLove Me & my friend were walking In the cold light of mourning. Tears may blind the eyes but the soul is not deceived In this world even winter ain't what it seems. Here come the blue skies Here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. In our lives we hunger for those we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the feelings unexpressed Play upon our hearts like the mist upon our breath. But, awoken by grief, our spirits speak ""How could you believe that the life within the seed that grew arms that reached And a heart that beat. And lips that smiled And eyes that cried. Could ever die?"" Here come the blue skies Here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. LoveLoveLove is stronger than death. Shall rise. Shall rise. Shall rise. Shall rise. |
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from The The - Dusk (1993)
Planet Earth is slowing down Overseas, underground Wherever you look around Lord, take me by the hand lead me through these desert sands To the shores of a promised land. You make me start when you look into my heart And see me for who I really am. If you can't change the world. Change yourself. If you can't change the world. Change yourself. I didn't care if the sun didn't shine & the rain didn't fall from the sky I just cared about myself From this world to the next And from the next back to this. By our actions we are bound. We're running out of love running out of hate running out of space for the human race. Planet Earth is slowing down. You make me cry when you look into my eyes. And see me for who I really am. If you can't change the world. Change yourself. If you can't change the world. Change yourself. And if you can't change yourself....change the world. I'm in love with the planet I'm standing on I can't stop I can't stop thinking of All the people I've ever loved All the people I have lost All the people I'll never know All the feelings I've never shown. The world's too big. And life's too short. To be alone...To be alone. |
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from The The - Mind Bomb (1989)
Tell me what you're thinking baby
Your heart's beating faster than mine And I know something's going on in your life In your life.. in your life You were the girl I wanted to cry with You were the girl I wanted to die with And you were the boy who turned into the man Broke my heart and let go off my hand Our bed is empty, the fire is out And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out There's no more blood and no more pain In our kingdom of rain You think you know about life You think you know about love But when you put your hands inside me It doesn't even feel like I'm being touched, and You were the boy I wanted to cry with You were the boy I wanted to die with You've moved further from my side, year by year, While still making love dutifully sincere But as silent as the car lights that move across this room As cold as our bodies silhouetted by the moon And I would lie awake and wonder Is it just me or this the way love is supposed to be? Tell me what you told him baby My heart's beating out of time with my mind And I know something's going wrong in our lives I just wanted somebody to caress, this damsel in distress I just wanted somebody to undress, this damsel in distress I just wanted somebody to bless, this damsel in distress I just wanted somebody to possess, this young girl Our bed is empty, the fire is out And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out There's no more blood and no more pain In our kingdom of rain |
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I've got too much energy to switch off my mind,
but not enough to get myself organized. My heart is heavy--my head is confused, And my aching little soul--has started burning blue! CHORUS I can't give you up, till I've got more than enough. So infect me with your love-- Nurse me into sickness. Nurse me back to health. Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world. When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy, And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed. CHORUS Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier. Run your fingers through my hair, and tell me what I wanna hear-- Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth from my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb. CHORUS Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health And tell me what it is that I want in this world!! |
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I've got too much energy to switch off my mind,
but not enough to get myself organized. My heart is heavy--my head is confused, And my aching little soul--has started burning blue! CHORUS I can't give you up, till I've got more than enough. So infect me with your love-- Nurse me into sickness. Nurse me back to health. Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world. When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy, And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed. CHORUS Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier. Run your fingers through my hair, and tell me what I wanna hear-- Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth from my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb. CHORUS Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health And tell me what it is that I want in this world!! |
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I've got too much energy to switch off my mind,
but not enough to get myself organized. My heart is heavy--my head is confused, And my aching little soul--has started burning blue! CHORUS I can't give you up, till I've got more than enough. So infect me with your love-- Nurse me into sickness. Nurse me back to health. Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world. When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy, And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed. CHORUS Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier. Run your fingers through my hair, and tell me what I wanna hear-- Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth from my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb. CHORUS Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health And tell me what it is that I want in this world!! |
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I've got too much energy to switch off my mind,
but not enough to get myself organized. My heart is heavy--my head is confused, And my aching little soul--has started burning blue! CHORUS I can't give you up, till I've got more than enough. So infect me with your love-- Nurse me into sickness. Nurse me back to health. Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world. When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy, And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed. CHORUS Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier. Run your fingers through my hair, and tell me what I wanna hear-- Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth from my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb. CHORUS Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health And tell me what it is that I want in this world!! |
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All you want to do is sit around and pout
And now I got enough and so I'm getting out I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow I been in the doghouse so doggone long That when I get a kiss I think that something's wrong I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow I'll go find a gal that wants to treat me right You go get yourself a man that wants to fight I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow You start your jaws a-wagging and it never stops You never shut your mouth until I blow my top I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow I remember back when you were nice and sweet Things have changed, you'd rather fight than eat I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow I'm a-gonna do some riding on the midnight train I'm taking everything except my ball and chain I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow |
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from The The - Hanky Panky (1995)
I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin
I wouldn't let my dear savior in Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night Praise the lord, I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light No more darkness, no more night Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight Praise the lord, I saw the light Just like a blind man, I wandered alone Worries and fears I claimed for my own Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight Praise the lord, I saw the light I was a fool to wander and stray For straight is the gate and narrow the way Now I have traded the wrong for the right Praise the lord, I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light |
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from The The - 45 RPM, The Singles Of The The (2002)
I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin
I wouldn't let my dear savior in Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night Praise the lord, I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light No more darkness, no more night Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight Praise the lord, I saw the light Just like a blind man, I wandered alone Worries and fears I claimed for my own Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight Praise the lord, I saw the light I was a fool to wander and stray For straight is the gate and narrow the way Now I have traded the wrong for the right Praise the lord, I saw the light I saw the light, I saw the light |
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