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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
Does the pain remain when the head is turned
And the body walks away? You used to know Does nausea ensue when you chance upon a memory Of someone you used to know? Does warmth increase when the pulse is strong But the response is weak? You used to know I just lay down guidelines in front of me It's similar to the things you do to me I'll give you an example typically It's less complicated than it simply should be |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Does the pain remain when the head is turned
And the body walks away? You used to know Does nausea ensue when you chance upon a memory Of someone you used to know? Does warmth increase when the pulse is strong But the response is weak? You used to know I just lay down guidelines in front of me It's similar to the things you do to me I'll give you an example typically It's less complicated than it simply should be |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Two people in a room
Facial movements betray A private display Of nervous disorder And mutual torture Two people in a room Bloody image is conjured But no one is injured The weapons are chosen But the action is frozen Two people in a room Positions are shifted The ceasefire uplifted The lighting is fierce It's intended to pierce Any cloak of deceit And encourage retreat And God they're so gifted My God they're so gifted |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
Two people in a room
Facial movements betray A private display Of nervous disorder And mutual torture Two people in a room Bloody image is conjured But no one is injured The weapons are chosen But the action is frozen Two people in a room Positions are shifted The ceasefire uplifted The lighting is fierce It's intended to pierce Any cloak of deceit And encourage retreat And God they're so gifted My God they're so gifted |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Two people in a room
Facial movements betray A private display Of nervous disorder And mutual torture Two people in a room Bloody image is conjured But no one is injured The weapons are chosen But the action is frozen Two people in a room Positions are shifted The ceasefire uplifted The lighting is fierce It's intended to pierce Any cloak of deceit And encourage retreat And God they're so gifted My God they're so gifted |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
His father's smile
And the sparkle in his eye In the house not home, behind closed doors They hide their fakes, between the floors In the house not home, under the bed Stories are told, and lies are spread The house not home is full of love It's the hate which seeps in from above I'm going to torch it Torch it down I'm going to torch it With you on the top In the house not home, they gild their flaws Preen their feathers, and sheath their claws In the house not home, eyes are closed Blood runs hot, whilst hell hath froze In the house not home, me-me prayers The wailing wall of cheap despair In the house not home, the long house turns Shit to gold, the tall house burns In the house not home, dreams are trained Innocence, hope, lost mysteries explained I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it with you on the top I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it with you on the top Goodbye In the house not home There are four blanks Your ignorance was unusable Your thoughtlessness was not I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it with you on the top I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it I'm going to torch it with you on the top We sing our cheap despair as our secrets are sold The spirit is broken, I'm gonna torch you down The spirit is not broken, I'm gonna raise it up from the ground |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
Oh you should miss her, she says she's my sister
She's never hard to find She's tender-trusting, she's everlasting Can I change my mind? Is it too late to change my mind? Mirror, mirror, icy sister Love is never blind She's slowly turning, mouth gently burning Can I change my mind? She pisses icy water on poetic mornings Got to be cruel to be kind Is this real life, is it for life? Can I change my mind? |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Oh you should miss her, she says she's my sister
She's never hard to find She's tender-trusting, she's everlasting Can I change my mind? Is it too late to change my mind? Mirror, mirror, icy sister Love is never blind She's slowly turning, mouth gently burning Can I change my mind? She pisses icy water on poetic mornings Got to be cruel to be kind Is this real life, is it for life? Can I change my mind? |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Think of a number
divide it by two, something is nothing nothing is nothing Open a box tear off the lid then think of a number don't think of an answer Open your eyes think of a number don't get swept under a number's a number A chance encunter you want to avoid the inevitable, so you do, oh yes you do t he impossible Now you ain't got a number you just want to rhumba and there ain't no way you're gonna go under Go under |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
Think of a number
divide it by two, something is nothing nothing is nothing Open a box tear off the lid then think of a number don't think of an answer Open your eyes think of a number don't get swept under a number's a number A chance encunter you want to avoid the inevitable, so you do, oh yes you do t he impossible Now you ain't got a number you just want to rhumba and there ain't no way you're gonna go under Go under |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Think of a number
divide it by two, something is nothing nothing is nothing Open a box tear off the lid then think of a number don't think of an answer Open your eyes think of a number don't get swept under a number's a number A chance encunter you want to avoid the inevitable, so you do, oh yes you do t he impossible Now you ain't got a number you just want to rhumba and there ain't no way you're gonna go under Go under |
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from Wire - A Bell Is A Cup Until It's Struck (1988)
Painted statues in underground streams
With invitations to the Pharaoh's dream They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen Walking mirrors in the Pharaoh's harem And here they come The queen of Ur And the king of Um Tainted Matthews in car-key relations Gilt invitations to the blue queen's ball They stare at themselves, there's a need to be seen Talking pillars in the blue queen's hall Fading tattoos of empty stations Great expectations at Vince's loyal mince They stare at each other, there's a need to be seen Crack-head mirrors, licking the soiled mint Olympic statues from terminal stations Sifting invitations to the market floor Steering into the future, it pays to be seen Polishing mirrors, keeping the score A babbling gaggle, a scrabbling rabble Fighting invitations to the emperor's shilling They stare through themselves, there's nothing to see Hand-picked recruits for ghostly pursuit |
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from Wire - The Peel Sessions (1998)
The island monkeys love the dark
No one is home, they're thin skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Hook up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feedi |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
The island monkeys love the dark
No one is home, they're thin skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Hook up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feedi |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
The island monkeys love the dark
No one is home, they're thin skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Hook up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feedi |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
The island monkeys love the dark
No one is home, they're thin skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Hook up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feedi |
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from Wire - It's Beginning To And Back Again (1989)
I got to be for the offer of virtue
Once in and taken apart This is the shape of interference Please don't adjust your heart Now touching the edges of something Wanting to find truer response Could I ever erase the influence? Brushing in against what's (already) understood Dredging shifting basing phrasing Once in and taken to heart I fought your red colour I scratch your head again Staring trying embracing gazing I shot your silver dollar Fill the space within your heart You wear my golden collar |
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from Wire - A Bell Is A Cup Until It's Struck (1988)
The island monkeys love the dark
No one is home, they're thin-skinned sharks Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks No one is home, the chemicals talk Load up the spoiled goods Hook up the spoiled gods Fill up the kindness cups Drink up the finest drops Feeding frenzy, sleepless attacks No one is home, power attracts Death on a raft, life in a whale No one is home to finish the tale Paint it red, light it in blue No one is home over at the zoo Lashing together, a timbre design No one is home, no one is blind The last boat launched, cling to the rail No one is home, they're in full sail Forging chains, caught on the tracks No one is home and they're not coming back The island monkeys love the dark No one is home, they've gone for a walk The island monkeys love the dark No one is home, the chemicals talk |
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from Wire - The Scottish Play/ 2004 [live] (2005)
Nest in a bird, an enemy flew in
Fashion a life out of audio ruin Farmers of God, is it good what you're doing? Chanting a curse whilst religiously chewing Is it time to repair? Is it time for unlocking? To the shrine of the nomads, the pilgrims are flocking Tracing a bee-line to witness a flogging A slayer of giants in the finest of stockings Tracing a bee-line to witness a flogging A slayer of giants in the finest of stockings Hearing the cheering of mothers and daughters There's change in the air and a shortage of water A bounty is posted, conditions: no quarter Don't bargain with fish which are still in the water A love of the camera; a stomach for slaughter Fresh from the front: our favourite reporter The risks are increasing, she'd hang if they caught her The odds on survival grow shorter and shorter... Is it time to repair? Is it time for unlocking? To the shrine of the nomads, the pilgrims are flocking Tracing a bee-line to witness a flogging A slayer of giants in the finest of stockings |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Reviewed, it seemed
As if someone were watching over it Before it was As if response were based on fact Providing, deciding, it was soon there Squared to it, faced to it, it was not there Renewed, it fought As if it had a cause to live for Denied, it learned As if it had sooner been destroyed Providing, deciding, it was soon there Squared to it, faced to it, it was not there Reviewed, it fought As if someone were watching over it Before it had sooner been denied Renewed, it seemed As if it had a cause to live for Destroyed, it was later based on fact |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
Reviewed, it seemed
As if someone were watching over it Before it was As if response were based on fact Providing, deciding, it was soon there Squared to it, faced to it, it was not there Renewed, it fought As if it had a cause to live for Denied, it learned As if it had sooner been destroyed Providing, deciding, it was soon there Squared to it, faced to it, it was not there Reviewed, it fought As if someone were watching over it Before it had sooner been denied Renewed, it seemed As if it had a cause to live for Destroyed, it was later based on fact |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Sitting in a surgeon's world, a surgeon's will
A surgeon's girl with me Standing on a river bed, where weeds can be I'm on my knee, to you I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me Said you weren't a tuna fish, put in a tin They're very big, Ha Ha I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
Sitting in a surgeon's world, a surgeon's will
A surgeon's girl with me Standing on a river bed, where weeds can be I'm on my knee, to you I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me Said you weren't a tuna fish, put in a tin They're very big, Ha Ha I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me |
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from Wire - On The Box 1979 [live] (2005)
Sitting in a surgeon's world, a surgeon's will
A surgeon's girl with me Standing on a river bed, where weeds can be I'm on my knee, to you I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me Said you weren't a tuna fish, put in a tin They're very big, Ha Ha I've seen in glossy mags I've seen you and you see me I've seen you and you see me |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something going on that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something going on that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right |
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from Wire - The Scottish Play/ 2004 [live] (2005)
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something going on that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something going on that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right |
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from Wire - On The Box 1979 [live] (2005)
There's something strange going on tonight
There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something going on that wasn't here before Keep your eyes glued to the floor No one's gonna save your life Something strange going on tonight There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
You have nothing to fear
I'm just making enquiries Dog bone hunting Gives you back to yourself Standing before me The gargoyle turns Jutting jaws and The stubble burns I shift the blame To the worm in the bottle I shift the blame To anyone standing before |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
You have nothing to fear
I'm just making enquiries Dog bone hunting Gives you back to yourself Standing before me The gargoyle turns Jutting jaws and The stubble burns I shift the blame To the worm in the bottle I shift the blame To anyone standing before |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
You have nothing to fear
I'm just making enquiries Dog bone hunting Gives you back to yourself Standing before me The gargoyle turns Jutting jaws and The stubble burns I shift the blame To the worm in the bottle I shift the blame To anyone standing before |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Start to move
Time at hand Bird in hand No bush but trees thicken Which now, rooster or chicken? Leave the past Feel the wrench Smell the stench Was good, but flesh soon rots Emotions, we all got spots Please believe me I still do care Please believe me I'm just not there |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
Start to move
Time at hand Bird in hand No bush but trees thicken Which now, rooster or chicken? Leave the past Feel the wrench Smell the stench Was good, but flesh soon rots Emotions, we all got spots Please believe me I still do care Please believe me I'm just not there |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
In times of peril such as these
Pleased as punch but not so nimble Taking chances that you're given Take the Trabant to Brabant Find security In Western arms, in Western arms Find security The non-believers can't agree Hands are tied, we can't discuss it Swapping pot-pourri for concrete Take the glitter to Gorky Find security In Western arms, in Western arms Find security Insiders think they've cracked the nut Punch to please and not to crumble Faking answers you are living Empty larder history Find security In Western arms, in Western arms Find security The double agent's single cell Splits the endgame party symbol Forked, endorsed, but not forgiven Delegations with stones Find security Buy Western charms, buy Western charms With security |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
Sporting effects
In a small black reptile Broadened at the shoulder And swing at the hips Room for a big fish A crack of whips Demander of service And generous tips Narrow in the eye And puller of wool The bow on the purse strings Diaries full, arrangements fixed A crossing of arms The sucking of cheeks The appetite rich From scaling peaks Badges of office Extensive plates Cultivating pets Expensive dates |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
I've found something
No one else is looking for I've found something That there's no use for And what's more I'm keeping it to myself I'm leaning over backwards Shoulders pressed to the floor I'm leaning over backwards Shoulders pressed to the door Two falls or one submission Or a single K.O. Two falls or one submission Or a single K.O. But what's one submission Amongst friends? |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
I've found something
No one else is looking for I've found something That there's no use for And what's more I'm keeping it to myself I'm leaning over backwards Shoulders pressed to the floor I'm leaning over backwards Shoulders pressed to the door Two falls or one submission Or a single K.O. Two falls or one submission Or a single K.O. But what's one submission Amongst friends? |
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from Wire - A Bell Is A Cup Until It's Struck (1988)
You have nothing to fear
I'm just making enquiries Dog bone hunting Gives you back to yourself Standing before me The gargoyle turns Jutting jaws and The stubble burns I shift the blame To the worm in the bottle I shift the blame To anyone standing before me I check-up the once over Give yourself an opening Keep your mouth shut In the event of an accident Contact the following A certain air An invading smile Inbreeding seals the flaw Silk skin paws Hang by both feet Embracing the world Hang the expense Breugels cut corners Wring out the senses I have nothing like it I've seen nothing like it |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
Our own correspondant is sorry to tell
Of an uneasy time that all is not well On the borders there's movement In the hills there is trouble Food is short, crime is double Prices have risen since the government fell Casualties increase as the enemy shell T |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Our own correspondant is sorry to tell
Of an uneasy time that all is not well On the borders there's movement In the hills there is trouble Food is short, crime is double Prices have risen since the government fell Casualties increase as the enemy shell T |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Our own correspondant is sorry to tell
Of an uneasy time that all is not well On the borders there's movement In the hills there is trouble Food is short, crime is double Prices have risen since the government fell Casualties increase as the enemy shell T |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Practice makes perfect, yes I can prove it
Business or pleasure, the more that you do it Please dress in your best things, this course was unplanned 'Cause you see up in my bedroom I've got Sarah Bernhardt's hand Practice makes perfect, I've done this bef |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
Practice makes perfect, yes I can prove it
Business or pleasure, the more that you do it Please dress in your best things, this course was unplanned 'Cause you see up in my bedroom I've got Sarah Bernhardt's hand Practice makes perfect, I've done this bef |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Practice makes perfect, yes I can prove it
Business or pleasure, the more that you do it Please dress in your best things, this course was unplanned 'Cause you see up in my bedroom I've got Sarah Bernhardt's hand Practice makes perfect, I've done this bef |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the |
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from Wire - The Peel Sessions (1998)
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
I was sold up the river to the red slave trade
The stores were gathered, the plans were laid Synchronised watches at 18:05 How many dead or alive In 1955 The pink flags was screaming Bugle boys sucked and blew No time for confessions, orders given Books were cooked, on the 4th of the 3rd How many seen or heard On the 12th of the 3rd How many dead or alive |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
I was sold up the river to the red slave trade
The stores were gathered, the plans were laid Synchronised watches at 18:05 How many dead or alive In 1955 The pink flags was screaming Bugle boys sucked and blew No time for confessions, orders given Books were cooked, on the 4th of the 3rd How many seen or heard On the 12th of the 3rd How many dead or alive |
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from Wire - The Scottish Play/ 2004 [live] (2005)
I was sold up the river to the red slave trade
The stores were gathered, the plans were laid Synchronised watches at 18:05 How many dead or alive In 1955 The pink flags was screaming Bugle boys sucked and blew No time for confessions, orders given Books were cooked, on the 4th of the 3rd How many seen or heard On the 12th of the 3rd How many dead or alive |
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from Wire - On The Box 1979 [live] (2005)
I was sold up the river to the red slave trade
The stores were gathered, the plans were laid Synchronised watches at 18:05 How many dead or alive In 1955 The pink flags was screaming Bugle boys sucked and blew No time for confessions, orders given Books were cooked, on the 4th of the 3rd How many seen or heard On the 12th of the 3rd How many dead or alive |
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from Wire - A Bell Is A Cup Until It's Struck (1988)
Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the service it starts here He sees it in the barmaid's face, a winning smile's caress A million eyes in public stalk, the queue up to confess Lost causes, loves, hates and shames, old battles fought and won Bad debts, bad tips, the graveyard song, the dreamers talk in tongues Haloes swarm, the air is thin, thick smoke in tights of blue Elvis has a wooden heart, eyes dart across the room Empty heads and stomachs full, the ashtrays overflow Drinks are raised and voices praise good deeds of long ago He drains his glass and makes a sign, the Virgin Queen appears The Prince King needs a tender touch, his sacred heart knows no fear Upon a cloud on optic shrine, he can't control his tears On his knees, hands held in prayer, a practice lapsed for years The altar clears, the light grows dim, the sanctus bell is rung A miracle at closing time, our lady holds her son The faithful come to celebrate the vision Thomas saw A rail now stands around the spot where Thomas kissed the floor Amen |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
End part beginning
17 and counting Erase then cut and paste From here to another place Demonstrations, indignations Colour, colour, collar, nation Empty and filling Ready and willing A brase to cut and dash It's another current fashion Patterns of behaviour I've been to Monrovia Inflate to make a splash Cut and diced it always lacks passion |
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from Wire - It's Beginning To And Back Again (1989)
Something snapped, over and over
Something snapped, over the horizon Something burst, over and over Something burst, just out of sight Like a rope on the border, over and over Like a damn on the boundary, just out of sight Over and over, just below the skyline Over and over, just out of sight Something broke, over and over Something broke, over the way Something dropped, over and over Something dropped, just out of sight Over and over, just below the skyline Over and over, just out of sight Over and under, under the sideline Over and under, just out of sight |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
No blind spots in the leopard's eyes
Can only help to jeopardise The lives of lambs, the shepherd cries An outdoor life for a silverfish Eternal dust less ticklish Than the clean room, a houseguest's wish He lies on his side, is he trying to hide? In fact it's the earth, which he's known since birth Face worker, a serpentine miner A roof falls, an underliner Of leaf structure, the egg timer |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
Lobster red, nothing said When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision Lobster head and lobster feet On arriving with a third language |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
Lobster red, nothing said When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision Lobster head and lobster feet On arriving with a third language |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
No blind spots in the leopard's eyes
Can only help to jeopardise The lives of lambs, the shepherd cries An outdoor life for a silverfish Eternal dust less ticklish Than the clean room, a houseguest's wish He lies on his side, is he trying to hide? In fact it's the earth, which he's known since birth Face worker, a serpentine miner A roof falls, an underliner Of leaf structure, the egg timer |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
Lobster red, nothing said When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision Lobster head and lobster feet On arriving with a third language |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
Splinter of wood underneath a nail
Spiked on a tree where hope was pinned Pining for a moment of even more It just slipped out there Harping on the old tune, playing the piping Suspense on a bridgehead distorting and curving classical angles Hanging in the slipstream Is there any movement? Swaying in the shadows Could this be my moment? Novel undertakings clear the place where it all feeds in Promising tomorrows we shall see what we shall see Forensic score the final test, borrowing blood the final brief Quicken to the point express arrival, it's yours today |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
If you keep on repeating,
Repeating a word, It becomes increasing, Increasingly absurd. SO LOVING, I'm intending to, Pretending. I thought I was in, But now I'm trying to get out, I'm learning the twist, Ignoring the shouts. SO ADOR eye eyeing, I'm enquiring, Perspiring. My options are open, And it's up to me, Things are so trying, So trying for me. SO TIR eye eyeing, I'm spying something, SO TIR eye eyeing, I'm spying something. |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
If you keep on repeating,
Repeating a word, It becomes increasing, Increasingly absurd. SO LOVING, I'm intending to, Pretending. I thought I was in, But now I'm trying to get out, I'm learning the twist, Ignoring the shouts. SO ADOR eye eyeing, I'm enquiring, Perspiring. My options are open, And it's up to me, Things are so trying, So trying for me. SO TIR eye eyeing, I'm spying something, SO TIR eye eyeing, I'm spying something. |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
It's sinister
I'd attempt a casual structure Preceding interaction Symphonic in persuasion Noblesse oblige Each minister Is just a drop compared with Having double vision It's desirable in part Refuse the ruse Deciding each devise If you don't think twice Once is enough, once is enough Preparing its demise It's something you'll devise Once is enough, once is enough In passing You sprang a leak instead You'd sooner see its piety You'd replied in its course Before you Resume transmission You retiring I'll respond with curtained thought A pause for intermission My advice is simple |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
It's sinister
I'd attempt a casual structure Preceding interaction Symphonic in persuasion Noblesse oblige Each minister Is just a drop compared with Having double vision It's desirable in part Refuse the ruse Deciding each devise If you don't think twice Once is enough, once is enough Preparing its demise It's something you'll devise Once is enough, once is enough In passing You sprang a leak instead You'd sooner see its piety You'd replied in its course Before you Resume transmission You retiring I'll respond with curtained thought A pause for intermission My advice is simple |
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from Wire - The Peel Sessions (1998)
I'm tired of being told what to think
I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit You can take your fucking money and shove it up your arse 'Cause you think you understand |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
I'm tired of being told what to think
I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit You can take your fucking money and shove it up your arse 'Cause you think you understand |
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from Wire - 154 (2003)
I'm tired of being told what to think
I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit You can take your fucking money and shove it up your arse 'Cause you think you understand |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
I'm tired of being told what to think
I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit You can take your fucking money and shove it up your arse 'Cause you think you understand |
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from Wire - On Returing (2005)
Sailing under a false flag
We're crossing the IDL Becalmed where no creature lives Lost, forsaken, cursed Holed below the water line A shift in the plimsoll line Pumps in the engine room Women and children first Hysterical, no humour Sabotage, a rumour Ca |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Sailing under a false flag
We're crossing the IDL Becalmed where no creature lives Lost, forsaken, cursed Holed below the water line A shift in the plimsoll line Pumps in the engine room Women and children first Hysterical, no humour Sabotage, a rumour Ca |
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from Wire - Pink Flag (2003)
Sailing under a false flag
We're crossing the IDL Becalmed where no creature lives Lost, forsaken, cursed Holed below the water line A shift in the plimsoll line Pumps in the engine room Women and children first Hysterical, no humour Sabotage, a rumour Ca |
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from Wire - Manscape (1990)
The weak beneath the beak
The creep beneath the deep The meat beneath the beat The shit behind the teeth The Morning Bell Proves the distance To be another optical conclusion That you can buy shares in The cages are full again boys! The pages are full again boys! The strangers are friends again boys! The knives are blunt again boys |
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
Crooks lay in a weighted state waiting for the dead assassin while the rust pure powder puffs, a shimmering opaque red. Papers spread, no-one driving, we hurled direct ahead, the windows dark-green tinted, the hearse a taxi instead. Snow storms forecast imminently in areas Dogger, Viking, Moray, Forth, and Orkney. Keeping cover in denuded scrub, the school destroyed raised the club, panic spreading with threat of fire. Crowding beneath a layer of foam, refugees intertwined, alone. Within the institution walls, in pastel blue, clinical white, slashed red lipsticked walls, mercy nurse tonight. Seems like dark grey stockings in the raking torchlight with 4 AM stubble, a midnight transvestite.
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
Crooks lay in a weighted state waiting for the dead assassin while the rust pure powder puffs, a shimmering opaque red. Papers spread, no-one driving, we hurled direct ahead, the windows dark-green tinted, the hearse a taxi instead. Snow storms forecast imminently in areas Dogger, Viking, Moray, Forth, and Orkney. Keeping cover in denuded scrub, the school destroyed raised the club, panic spreading with threat of fire. Crowding beneath a layer of foam, refugees intertwined, alone. Within the institution walls, in pastel blue, clinical white, slashed red lipsticked walls, mercy nurse tonight. Seems like dark grey stockings in the raking torchlight with 4 AM stubble, a midnight transvestite.
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from Wire - Chairs Missing (1994)
An unwilling sailor adrift from Artic waters
As the water gets warmer, my iceburg gets smaller As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear As the flames get nearer, its thought gets clearer A blue-white polar bear arrives at the end Diverting his attenti |
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from Wire - Pink Flag / 154 / Chairs Missing (2000)
An unwilling sailor adrift from Artic waters
As the water gets warmer, my iceburg gets smaller As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear As the flames get nearer, its thought gets clearer A blue-white polar bear arrives at the end Diverting his attenti |
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