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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
it's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you So now i'm alone Now i can think for myself About little deals And *issues* And things that i just don't understand Like a white lie that night Or a slight touch at times I don't think it meant anything to you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GARY WEBB <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
And this is my story
My face, the picture's changed Do you remember me Now I'm fighting to breathe It's been such a long time Do you want to come Do you want to come Do you want to come with me Nothing here for me now I can't belive the noise We'll take this place apart I know they'll find me soon But now the weakness comes I'll question everything I'll trade new dreams for old I've been waiting for you I've waited far too long |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Here am I
Like a target in flesh One more time For you to call out the dogs Passengers With a ticket to burn and burn and burn You will learn I'm still waiting for you you know I'm a slogan, an old story, a disease, never again I don't like this, new anger, these young boys, just make me laugh This picture, I'm so nervous, the DJ, says 'who are you' Look at me, I'm shaking, I don't know if I can move I don't need This attention again I've lost time I could lose everything You will learn That you've nowhere to go so go GARY NUMAN Keyboards, Vocals MIKE SMITH Keyboards TRACEY ACKERMAN Vocals TESSA NILES Vocals |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Here am I
Like a target in flesh One more time For you to call out the dogs Passengers With a ticket to burn and burn and burn You will learn I'm still waiting for you you know I'm a slogan, an old story, a disease, never again I don't like this, new anger, these young boys, just make me laugh This picture, I'm so nervous, the DJ, says 'who are you' Look at me, I'm shaking, I don't know if I can move I don't need This attention again I've lost time I could lose everything You will learn That you've nowhere to go so go GARY NUMAN Keyboards, Vocals MIKE SMITH Keyboards TRACEY ACKERMAN Vocals TESSA NILES Vocals |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Here in my car
I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car The image breaks down Will you visit me please If I open my door In cars Here in my car I know I've started to think About leaving tonight Although nothing seems right In cars I know I've started to think I know I've started to think |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Something is here
I can hear them breathe Something is here And I'm scared Beg to your gods But I don't believe Nothing in here Can help me now Cold warning comes for me Something is here And I've got the nerves Something is here And I'm cold I'm so lonely Do you know how it feels? All I can do Now is lose Cold warning comes for me |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I need it
The sex skin habit You could just crawl out And forget I'm here I need it Love and something I'd just as soon forget So keep it out the papers I need it 'The sex musicians' I'll show you 'something' While the boys beat time I need it And she's still waiting We like to wake up In a strange bed romance One more time for me You are the young things fed on garbage and lies Please one more time for me You are the young things fed on garbage and lies I'm talking far too much about my shame I need it Creatures calling I'll tear my heart out But I need some more I need it I'm under pressure I don't remember If her story's true GARY NUMAN Keyboards, Vocals MIKE SMITH Keyboards TRACEY ACKERMAN Vocals TESSA NILES Vocals |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Down in the park
Where the machmen Meet the machines And play 'Kill by numbers' Down in the park With a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been Quite the same Little white lies Like 'I was there' Come to 'Zom Zoms' A place to eat Like it was built In one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look There's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do Down in the park Where the chant is 'Death, death, death' Until the sun cries morning Down in the park With friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics 'We are here to serve you' A different face But the words never change |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Look up
Look down I've seen it all before I need emotion Look left Look right I've tried it all before I need emotion Say nothing It's over I sold my soul Forever She's tempting Sex tension It could be the wrong move One question One answer I don't need Exposure I don't know The slogan New fashion kills me Fashion Tear it up It don't mean a thing so Fashion Tear it up good Touch me Picture this It don't mean a thing so Touch me Life is cruel How did this ever get serious? One night One touch I've used them all before I need emotion One lie Too much I've heard it all before I need emotion I'll show you Religion Some people Disgust me Listen to Opinion I'm in a glass house 'I've been sick' She whispers Abandon Nostalgia Remember My picture I only work here I need emotion |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
(***?) me down
How cold love can be I've nothing more to loose I'm trapped inside and dying I don't sleep without you Empty bed-empty heart And I'll wait for you Years and years and years How strange love can be It bends and tears and screams I'm lonely here inside my (head?) I don't live without you There's nothing I can do I'm waiting always waiting I'm waiting always and old I'll leave you now Alone forever You're now gone You're now gone forever (You know I'm ****?) |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
We generate heat
We generate emotion We generate a feeling That is better left here Than a memory on a wall I'd rather cry than forget you We generate pain We generate suspicion We generate a rumour that's sick But a rumour that is probably true I'd rather die than forget you (I won't let my dreams slip away from me) I'm talking sex motion I'm talking 'bout fashion I'm talking 'bout skin games I'm talking 'bout secrets (And I won't let my heart run away with me) I'm talking temptation I'm talking 'bout memories I'm talking 'bout feelings I'm talking 'bout emotion We generate lies We generate pictures We generate a video film That I couldn't let my best friend see I'd rather lose than forgive you We generate shame We generate secrets We generate a reason for living And we generate a reason for not I'd rather hurt than forget you I can't believe that I'm here I can't believe what I've seen I can't believe what I'm doing to you |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I was waiting for something
I was listening to my breathing Like a man listening to life I was looking for fire It could take me or leave me It could all just burn away The oxygen law It reminds me I'd been surrounded for hours By the sound of thinking metal And I knew something was wrong I can tell you what fear is It is the smell of burning And I'd been close once before I waited a long time How I survived God only knows It seemed like forever How I survived God only knows I don't like the memory How I survived God only knows How I survived God only knows I remember the feeling I'll remember forever How it all just came apart I don't believe in praying I don't believe in a God Now I question everything The dreamer is gone I'm an old man I could tell you of horror I could show you the pieces But I just want to forget I'm not sure if I saw it I'm not sure if I heard it I just screamed 'I can't get out' 'I can't get out' |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I've been there and seen it
I've been up and down And I've been fighting for so long. I can't stop for all your stories I can't stop for all you young hearts. Been up on the power Been down and ashamed I'm sure I'm guilty of something now. I'm back and I'm proven I'm back and I'm strong And I've been waiting for so long. GARY NUMAN........ vocals, keyboards. MIKE SMITH........ keyboards. MARK RAILTON...... lead guitar. RRUSSELL BELL..... vocals. LINDA TAYLOR...... vocals. MUSIC............. GARY NUMAN S............ GARY NUMAN PRODUCED.......... GARY NUMAN, THE WAVETEAM |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I've been there and seen it
I've been up and down And I've been fighting for so long. I can't stop for all your stories I can't stop for all you young hearts. Been up on the power Been down and ashamed I'm sure I'm guilty of something now. I'm back and I'm proven I'm back and I'm strong And I've been waiting for so long. GARY NUMAN........ vocals, keyboards. MIKE SMITH........ keyboards. MARK RAILTON...... lead guitar. RRUSSELL BELL..... vocals. LINDA TAYLOR...... vocals. MUSIC............. GARY NUMAN S............ GARY NUMAN PRODUCED.......... GARY NUMAN, THE WAVETEAM |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view In echo park I Pause for effect and whisper who are you? They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I have your names Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late' Now I feel young Does everything stop when the old times lapse They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I'm still running from the telephone |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
So you've gone
Singing some old love song I've nothing more to lose I'm surrounded By old stories With nowhere to hide I could tear All your pictures I could tear everything You told me Time makes it easy but you Never told me time stands still I can't believe it I can't believe how it hurts I can't believe it I can't believe how love burns away I remember I can't sleep All your words Seem to let me down Where are you Why don't you call It's been a long long time I still remember I still remember it all I still remember I still remember how love burned away This could be My last song Everything must end some day |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I've seen love
I've seen hate I've seen all the emotion God creates. I've seen good I've seen bad I've seen everything that you could ever have. I've seen you I've seen me I've seen everything that I could want to be. I've seen tall things I've seen long things I've seen everything a man was meant to see. No one came, no one is here no one remembers. MAKES CAMBODIA LOOK LIKE KANSAS,ANYTIME I've heard truth I've heard lies I've heard everything that ever crossed your mind. I've heard( lust?) I've heard screams I've heard everything that makes you give up dreams. I've heard you I've heard me I've heard everything I wish could ever be I've heard music, new heroes Then I've heard some things I really wouldn't know (***** ***** ***** ?) Look in my heart you will remember people came you (fell?) on me I can remember MAKES CAMBODIA LOOK LIKE KANSAS,ANYTIME I break hearts I broke mine I'll break everything I'm given if( ***?) time I've said things I don't mean I could lie in front of God and he'll beleive I (cheat?)( ***?) I (cheat?) time I'll take everything you see and make it mine I don't like this confession (**** **** ****?) heard( **** ****?) all someone came (we have the cure?) I'll always wonder Friends can change some go some stay I can't remember -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
These are words
Just for you Only words But it's all I can do Reasons fade As reasons can do All I want Is to talk with you You cried with me Laughed at me Talked to me Sheltered me Fought by me Lied for me You lived for me So call me And I'll run to you Ask me And I'd die for you You were there You were always there Like a friend Like a lifelong friend And I love you I broke your heart And you stole mine Memories lie But they're all I can find Call my name Sing my song Call for me I've been waiting so long Just call me And I'll run to you Ask me And I'd die for you You were there You were always there Like a friend Like a lifelong friend And I miss you |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
She likes film
Pictures too A friend of mine Something new She likes girls Lives my dreams Eats my face She says 'Time to make me scream' No crying She don't like tears My one chance Is corruption (So get up So get up and dance) She likes pain 'E please Bob' Some heroes But she don't like God She likes rock MTV Sex machines She says 'Time to make me bleed' No romance No surprise My one chance Is perversion So this is My secret So this is A new way to hide So this is My nightmare And you're my Solution No memories Nostalgia My one chance Is slow motion So this is The big lie So this is My reason to leave So this is My future And you're my Corruption She likes speed Low fast cars Love and hate Rock and roll stars She likes cream Long goodbyes Someone to watch And she says 'Time to make me cry' I'm nervous She scares me My one chance Is emotion So this is Religion So this is Something to believe So this is God's disease So this is A new kind of cure So this is A new world And you're my Machine and soul |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations I was waiting by the screen I couldn't recognize my photograph Me, I disconnect from you I was walking up the stairs Something moved in silence I could feel his mind decaying Only inches away from me And I disconnect from you Please don't turn me off I don't know what I'm doing outside Me and the telephone that never rings If you were me what would you do Me, I disconnect from you |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in forgiving I don't believe in I can go on I won't remember why I don't believe in long goodbyes Never look back for me It's over And everything has gone And everything has gone away I don't remember the faces I don't remember the feelings I don't remember your stories I won't remember you I don't remember our secrets My God just look at me |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Assassination of the voice of God
I don't know if I can do it I've found the problem and the problem's you I'm here to pick up the pieces. You won't remember me but I do you I told you that I would come back Everything will be decided here They can read it in the papers. Your breathing haunts me My breathing? The sleeproom still waits for me. Join the army you can see the world I remember this one patrol Been liberating river towns And we picked up the sex skin crawl. We would sing the new leader's song Everyone invented stories The connection was a fragile thing Far too many distractions. I've been listening to the new 'DJ' What's all this 'original' con? We all live in the same museum We all rearrange the same old song. Assassination by the radio I don't know if they can do it I've found the problem and the problem's 'One' I'm here to pick up the pieces. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Assassination of the voice of God
I don't know if I can do it I've found the problem and the problem's you I'm here to pick up the pieces. You won't remember me but I do you I told you that I would come back Everything will be decided here They can read it in the papers. Your breathing haunts me My breathing? The sleeproom still waits for me. Join the army you can see the world I remember this one patrol Been liberating river towns And we picked up the sex skin crawl. We would sing the new leader's song Everyone invented stories The connection was a fragile thing Far too many distractions. I've been listening to the new 'DJ' What's all this 'original' con? We all live in the same museum We all rearrange the same old song. Assassination by the radio I don't know if they can do it I've found the problem and the problem's 'One' I'm here to pick up the pieces. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Why give orders
Why give speeches No more questions No more answers All that's left is the fear I can feel they're here I can feel the cold I can't fight for long This machine runs down If I had a picture I could say it's all for you. Why give orders And why make speeches Give me a reason to stay This dying machine I can hear me scream I've nowhere to run I've nowhere to hide I can only wonder I can only wonder why Why give orders And why make speeches Give me a reason to die This shape comes apart Everything breaks down And me, I'm trapped inside And here inside it ends. There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can do now If I had a picture I could say it's all for you I can only wonder I can only wonder why |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Stroll to the cafe
My God how time flies I close up my brain And another friend dies I feel like a mirror Feel like nothing is mine I could go back to crying But now dying seems fine So I hang from the ceiling Or I sit on the air Or rot in a corner Until somebody cares Faces at random I quote people I knew I'd love to be like me If I could feel like you Here am I, more roche five than pain Here am I, just me and my walls to blame Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain Lock my door I only think in black and white I'll even try to look ashamed Moving out of central Somebody knows me well Says he'll spill the whole story He may be lying I can't tell Meet me inside I'll keep my head to the floor And one hand on the handle Of the mad/sane door Here am I, more roche five than pain Here am I, just me and my walls to blame Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain Lock my door I only think in black and white I'll even try to look ashamed My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Help me
I'm in disgrace Witness slow death All over my face Help me Pick up my heart Tell my friends Wherever they are Listen They stole my dream New corruption Know what I mean? Listen Do you think I don't know? I've got a face like metal And a radio Listen up Listen up good New man's fame Is new man's poison Stand up Stand up and fight Stand up I won't quit so Stand up and play Stand up Stand up and scream Stand up I won't run so Stand up and lose Listen up Listen up good Innocence Is new corruption Memories? I don't need A dead museum And a grudge to feed Memories Rewrite shame Rearrange the feelings To ease your pain Big lie So this is the word A needle in the back And my voice unheard Big lie So this is the news Radio lost And I've nothing to lose Nu voice Said this is insane I'm trying to learn the rhythm Of the rule change game Nu voice I'm a clock with no hands Someone said forgive them I don't know if I can Tell me What did I do? You'd think I'd sold perversion To the son of God (Who?) Tell me What did I say? I don't believe that honesty Pays Listen up Listen up good New man's fame Is new man's poison Listen up Listen up good Innocence Is new corruption |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Send in someone else
I'm tired of romance They call me 'the game' And anyone can play. Won't you come in and play with me? They call this 'the house' We have need without feeling Do you want the shame? I can't escape from the sound Won't you come in and play with me? My heart beats slowly I'll tear your heart to pieces I'm the face of love And this love burns cold Won't you come in and play with me? |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I listen to rumours
Stone cold and bleeding They burn my heart away Left me alone and afraid Words seem to leave me Just when I needed them Just like I need you Like I'm supposed to do They say: Love is deceiving She won't stay forever Love is deceiving Is all that she knows Love is deceiving She'll leave you forever Love is deceiving She comes and she goes I wonder I wonder I listen to rumours Listen to everyone Everyone but you And now it's all too late |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I don't know
I don't know The dream was everything I don't know I don't know If it's all falling down. I lose connection as they let me down What you gonna think? What you gonna do? What you gonna say? Are you gonna scream 'Oh no'? What you gonna think? What you gonna do? What you gonna say? I just don't like this thing, at all. (Strange charm) Let the boys out Let the boys out And let the fun begin Let the boys out Let the boys out And let the night come in. We don't like it We don't like it We're from the factory and we've come to play. Let the boys out. You push too hard You push too hard Come closer and talk to me You push too hard You push too hard D'you get the picture now? You won't like it You won't like it We get impatient as the time runs out. Let the boys out. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I'm in a big clean room
There's blood on my shirt I'm in bad shape from the crash Now I know it's all over Now I know it's all over you Something's wrong. Now I know it's all over Now I know the hunter's you Oh you have the face But I have the pictures A secondhand love in a dying machine This game turns me cold I could show you some things A child with a ghost in her eyes cries for me We break out And we break out hungry We're looking for the priest And we're looking for you I can't believe the noise There's nothing I can do We'll never get out of here alive Something's wrong I can't believe it. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
Get the need
Get it. I'm in the movies. Hello young thing I'm an old film star Maybe you've seen my picture. I need it Like an old newsreel I'm just fading away. Bang bang dear I've got the needles And I've got the need If you'd be so kind. Come on and feel the need in me Come on and feel the need. Feel it! Hello young thing I've got reverse instructions In the back of my car. I need it Don't cry till this thing is over And my friends applaud. Bang bang dear When can we do this again And put it all on film Hello young love I've got something to show you And please don't be ashamed. I'm the man I'm the atrocity film star And I've got the need. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
You're welcome to fame
You're welcome to try I've been on TV, sold my face to you You're welcome to love You're welcome to me I burned my dream, sold my heart, nobody knew Listen children I've seen my future Call it the deadline for now I've heard secrets I've heard excuses I've heard a voice in the dark You're waiting for me You've made a mistake I'll give you nothing but lies, or nothing at all I'm playing a game I'm playing with you I call it shameful, 'the skin game,' don't you? You're playing it cold (Ripping it up) You're playing for time (I don't like pictures) You're breaking my rules and I won't let you go I'm looking for you (Welcome to me) Somebody screamed (It's no use talking) I've connections with God. What do you need? Lost in junk sick No sleep no motion She said 'he's nothing to lose' Love sick? Skin game Welcome to romance She's like the heart of the world I'm still breathing Welcome to my house I'd steal from God, wouldn't you? One more question Am I in danger? Rumours. And I've got the fear Looking for you Is it any wonder? Tearing it up Living on empty |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
You're welcome to fame
You're welcome to try I've been on TV, sold my face to you You're welcome to love You're welcome to me I burned my dream, sold my heart, nobody knew Listen children I've seen my future Call it the deadline for now I've heard secrets I've heard excuses I've heard a voice in the dark You're waiting for me You've made a mistake I'll give you nothing but lies, or nothing at all I'm playing a game I'm playing with you I call it shameful, 'the skin game,' don't you? You're playing it cold (Ripping it up) You're playing for time (I don't like pictures) You're breaking my rules and I won't let you go I'm looking for you (Welcome to me) Somebody screamed (It's no use talking) I've connections with God. What do you need? Lost in junk sick No sleep no motion She said 'he's nothing to lose' Love sick? Skin game Welcome to romance She's like the heart of the world I'm still breathing Welcome to my house I'd steal from God, wouldn't you? One more question Am I in danger? Rumours. And I've got the fear Looking for you Is it any wonder? Tearing it up Living on empty |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
This disease
I'm out of my class This disease I'm needle sick again This disease We must expect such things This disease She finds me the girls Tick tock tick All gone all gone all gone Tick tock tick Whispering goodbye Tick tock tick Who is talking? Tick tock tick I don't have the choice Look at me A puppet dancing on strings Look at me And this is easy? Look at me I got the screams Look at me Words failing This disease This disease |
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This is love
This is pain disguised as a dream Memories Are guaranteed to break your heart. Look at me I woke up and found me alone I wonder If you'll ever think of me. I won't cry Now you're gone I won't cry. I should take Your picture From the wall. This is love What's it for? It takes everything. |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
And I have seen wonders
And I have seen miracles Oh, I have seen some things It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain And I have seen sadness And I have seen time run out I've even seen men cry It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain And my memories I can't give them away So it's easy Like a long long sleep I'm so tired Now it's my time to die Welcome home Welcome home No exhibition No screaming war songs No conversation No more opinions here And I have seen new wars And I have seen things That you wouldn't believe And I have seen my days It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain |
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And I have seen wonders
And I have seen miracles Oh, I have seen some things It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain And I have seen sadness And I have seen time run out I've even seen men cry It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain And my memories I can't give them away So it's easy Like a long long sleep I'm so tired Now it's my time to die Welcome home Welcome home No exhibition No screaming war songs No conversation No more opinions here And I have seen new wars And I have seen things That you wouldn't believe And I have seen my days It's all lost to me now Like tears in the rain |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
I've seen the 'action'
All kinds of people Seen things disgusting I've seen it all I've heard excuses All kinds of stories I've heard confessions I've heard it all They wrote bad poems Painted bad pictures They say we used them I'm not sure Some call it love and Some call it affection I don't believe it It's all clean young flesh And we all fall down We all fall down You say you want it Dress to kill and kill me We could play new games And you could lose Don't tell your mother Or some jealous husband Don't talk of love just Send me a postcard We need to feel it We need to feel it I've lost all patience You'll lose all pride I've no conversation I've no good intentions I've room for one more I've room for you They say we're 'corrupted' They say we're 'disturbing' I don't know It must be true They say we're 'reckless' They say we're 'vicious' It's just a rumour We don't leave scars She likes the movement She likes the motion She likes to whisper But then she likes to scream She likes the dancing She likes the make up She likes to forget 'bout everything |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
We are young, we can break
Watch us fall We can take some train down to the sea We are glass, we are glass We are real, you can touch Just for now, and then say "hey you, which way is down?" We are glass, we are glass We slip down And old eyes don't cry for me 'Cos I doubt I'm and I doubt you And never, never goin' to doubt We are glass, we are glass They run fast impressions Of the floors inviting Stay with me, stay with me They run past with telephones they scream Well would you turn all this down Trun all this down You are replaced you are you And our dreams are real and dreams are all we need We are glass, we are glass |
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Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things for her to expect Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't' I called your number as you told the world Something is wrong There is no longer any normal to me You're my assassin but you can't see the crime Pointless possessions of me and you and greed I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes Something is wrong |
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from Gary Numan - Disconnection (2010)
My confession
I'll steal anything in sight or sound My confession This is the sound of fear And I'll fall down I don't need it If you're gonna leave then do it soon I don't need it Everything you've ever seen I've seen before Leave her to me Leave her to me I don't suppose you ever laughed at me Your fascination leaves me cold I don't suppose you ever loved at all I don't need it I don't need it If you want it Every little girl is welcome here |
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My confession
I'll steal anything in sight or sound My confession This is the sound of fear And I'll fall down I don't need it If you're gonna leave then do it soon I don't need it Everything you've ever seen I've seen before Leave her to me Leave her to me I don't suppose you ever laughed at me Your fascination leaves me cold I don't suppose you ever loved at all I don't need it I don't need it If you want it Every little girl is welcome here |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
it's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you So now i'm alone Now i can think for myself About little deals And *issues* And things that i just don't understand Like a white lie that night Or a slight touch at times I don't think it meant anything to you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GARY WEBB <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
it's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you So now i'm alone Now i can think for myself About little deals And *issues* And things that i just don't understand Like a white lie that night Or a slight touch at times I don't think it meant anything to you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GARY WEBB <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars Who are far too old And no-one ever told me That I could be so cold Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero I see an old man knocked to the ground And beaten by the vicar's wife No-one stops to help they're far too busy Trying to save their own lives A tiny girl screams for mother And wanders out into the street I saw her going down underneath A thousand people's running feet Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero All the junkies pulling needles from their arms Hope it lasts all night And all the soldiers curse the day they joined the army And prepare to fight In silent bars, in silent rooms, in silent cars You hide where you can And me I know just where you are, you see I'm a bomber man Bombers fight at zero feet Bombers fight at zero |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Here in my car
I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car The image breaks down Will you visit me please If I open my door In cars Here in my car I know I've started to think About leaving tonight Although nothing seems right In cars I know I've started to think I know I've started to think |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Oh it's so easy
When parts take over My conversation Is nothing more than lies You're just the viewer So cold and distant I've no intentions Of saying "I love you" My conversation We are not gods We are not men We are not making claims We are only boys You are not strong You are not force You are not regular You are just wrong There are no faces This is my complex You are my picture I call you 'mirrors' These are not my tears Not my reflection Am I a photo? I can't remember My conversation |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Down in the park
Where the machmen Meet the machines And play 'Kill by numbers' Down in the park With a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been Quite the same Little white lies Like 'I was there' Come to 'Zom Zoms' A place to eat Like it was built In one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look There's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do Down in the park Where the chant is 'Death, death, death' Until the sun cries morning Down in the park With friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics 'We are here to serve you' A different face But the words never change |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Down in the park
Where the machmen Meet the machines And play 'Kill by numbers' Down in the park With a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been Quite the same Little white lies Like 'I was there' Come to 'Zom Zoms' A place to eat Like it was built In one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look There's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do Down in the park Where the chant is 'Death, death, death' Until the sun cries morning Down in the park With friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics 'We are here to serve you' A different face But the words never change |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
The problems of need I need you
Obscene dreams in rusty beds No one came here tonight I pulled on me, I need to I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die Her favorite trick was to suck me inside Oh so very art nouveau completely false Feelings of love I don't No one knows, but that died years ago I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
I don't like the film
I don't like the film Play it all back Play it all back And I don't like the scenery And I don't like the set so Pull it all down Pull it all down But I like the actors And I like the show We're so exposed We're so exposed Anything can happen Anything can happen Don't let them see Don't let them know And you wonder why And you wonder why Turn off the lights And turn off the sound |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
And M.E. I eat dust
We're all so run down I'd call it my death But I'll only fade away And I hate to fade alone Now there's only M.E. We were so sure We were so wrong Now it's over But there's no one left to see And there's no one left to die There's only M.E. Why should I care Why should I try Oh no, oh no I turned off the pain Like I turned off you all Now there's only M.E. |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations I was waiting by the screen I couldn't recognize my photograph Me, I disconnect from you I was walking up the stairs Something moved in silence I could feel his mind decaying Only inches away from me And I disconnect from you Please don't turn me off I don't know what I'm doing outside Me and the telephone that never rings If you were me what would you do Me, I disconnect from you |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
We're in the building
Where they make us grow And I'm frightened by The liquid engineers Like you. My Mallory heart Is sure to fail I could crawl around the floor Just like I'm real Like you. The sound of metal I want to be You I could learn to be a man Like you. Plug me in And turn me on Oh everything is moving. I need my treatment It's tomorrow they send me Singing 'I am an American'. Do you? Picture this If I could make the change I'd love to pull the wires from the wall Did you? And who are you And how can I try Here inside I like metal Aren't you All I know Is no-one dies I'm still confusing love with need. |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Stroll to the cafe
My God how time flies I close up my brain And another friend dies I feel like a mirror Feel like nothing is mine I could go back to crying But now dying seems fine So I hang from the ceiling Or I sit on the air Or rot in a corner Until somebody cares Faces at random I quote people I knew I'd love to be like me If I could feel like you Here am I, more roche five than pain Here am I, just me and my walls to blame Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain Lock my door I only think in black and white I'll even try to look ashamed Moving out of central Somebody knows me well Says he'll spill the whole story He may be lying I can't tell Meet me inside I'll keep my head to the floor And one hand on the handle Of the mad/sane door Here am I, more roche five than pain Here am I, just me and my walls to blame Here am I, I really don't feel quite sane Here am I, still searching for my shadow in vain Lock my door I only think in black and white I'll even try to look ashamed My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain My shadow in vain |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
They say that
Neon lights are bright on Broadway They say there's always magic in the air But when you're walking down the street And you ain't had enough to eat The city all lights up and you're nowhere They say The girls are something else on Broadway Looking at them just gives me the blues 'Cause how're you gonna make some time When all you got is one thin dime And one thin dime won't even shine your shoes They say that Love won't last too long on Broadway Now catch a Greyhound bus for home They all say I bet they're wrong, I know they are 'Cause I can play this here guitar And I won't quit 'till I'm a star On Broadway |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
There's nothing here but us
There's nothing here but us Remember, I was vapour Remember, I was just like you Remember, I was liquid Remember, I was someone too Remember, I need others Remember, I need oxygen Remember, I need lovers Remember, I need to forget Chorus Remember, I am human Remember, I feel just like you Remember, I had reasons Remember, I had friends like you Remember, I grow tired Remember, I could end all this Remember, I have memories Remember, I need to forget |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
We'll take a taxi to the show
We could report by phone We could remind ourselves that We must laugh Reconsider: 'fame' I need new reasons This is detention it's not fun at all Remind me to smile You know, 'the old friends' line It gets so I feel like I'm in this cold, glass, cage I've got the horrors Check, over my shoulder I punch the air and fight but No-one's there You you - Oh no Old scars - don't show We fall - you see Crawl crawl - in love I dive - so clean Young things - don't scream Toys toys - so far Boys boys - you are (Chorus) Get off the car Get off the phone Move from my window, leave me alone Keep your revivals Keep your conventions Keep all your fantasies that's all we are |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Where are the tracks?
Where are the lines? Where are the tracks, dear? Where is the time? You were so cold You were so slow You were so old And we were unsure And I want your lines And I want your time And I want your face, dear And you can have mine |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Where are the tracks?
Where are the lines? Where are the tracks, dear? Where is the time? You were so cold You were so slow You were so old And we were unsure And I want your lines And I want your time And I want your face, dear And you can have mine |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
We are young, we can break
Watch us fall We can take some train down to the sea We are glass, we are glass We are real, you can touch Just for now, and then say "hey you, which way is down?" We are glass, we are glass We slip down And old eyes don't cry for me 'Cos I doubt I'm and I doubt you And never, never goin' to doubt We are glass, we are glass They run fast impressions Of the floors inviting Stay with me, stay with me They run past with telephones they scream Well would you turn all this down Trun all this down You are replaced you are you And our dreams are real and dreams are all we need We are glass, we are glass |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
We are so fragile
Advertising lies that are whiter than yours We are so fragile They could give us a war just to keep us amused We are so fragile I could stay here inside and say it's all been done We are so fragile Just pretend I never tried, I'll leave it up to you We are still so young And it must be wrong but I'd do it all the same We are really so shy There's nothing I can do except believe in you We could always go home But everyone says this is the place to be We are so unnatural But you wouldn't understand, you want to deal with men |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 79 (2006)
Fade to screens of violence
Like a TV screen but silent Where the victims are all paid by the hour Staring at the ceiling As she gyrates all around me I am trying to forget she's done this all before Far too many people For a quiet night with myself Oh I could be anyone tonight Focus on a feeling I've detected while I'm sleeping Sing a chorus of "On Broadway" and deny it all You are in my vision I can't turn my face You are in my vision I can't move my eyes You are in my vision I can't move at all You are in my vision Delicate bodies That decay beneath their clothing Play cards in an empty house in Paris The wreckage of a hero Lies broken in a corner And everyone pretends they like to live that way You are in my vision I can't turn my face You are in my vision I can't move my eyes You are in my vision I can't move at all You are in my vision |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
it's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you So now i'm alone Now i can think for myself About little deals And *issues* And things that i just don't understand Like a white lie that night Or a slight touch at times I don't think it meant anything to you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GARY WEBB <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
it's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you So now i'm alone Now i can think for myself About little deals And *issues* And things that i just don't understand Like a white lie that night Or a slight touch at times I don't think it meant anything to you ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GARY WEBB <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Here in my car
I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car The image breaks down Will you visit me please If I open my door In cars Here in my car I know I've started to think About leaving tonight Although nothing seems right In cars I know I've started to think I know I've started to think |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
They won't come back
You know it's always the same And they're sure to forget Saying "everyone lies" So I'm down to this I'm down to walking on air And you're here by my side With all your waving and smiles Please keep them away Don't let them touch me Please don't let them lie Don't let them see me |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Oh it's so easy
When parts take over My conversation Is nothing more than lies You're just the viewer So cold and distant I've no intentions Of saying "I love you" My conversation We are not gods We are not men We are not making claims We are only boys You are not strong You are not force You are not regular You are just wrong There are no faces This is my complex You are my picture I call you 'mirrors' These are not my tears Not my reflection Am I a photo? I can't remember My conversation |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Down in the park
Where the machmen Meet the machines And play 'Kill by numbers' Down in the park With a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been Quite the same Little white lies Like 'I was there' Come to 'Zom Zoms' A place to eat Like it was built In one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look There's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do Down in the park Where the chant is 'Death, death, death' Until the sun cries morning Down in the park With friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics 'We are here to serve you' A different face But the words never change |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Down in the park
Where the machmen Meet the machines And play 'Kill by numbers' Down in the park With a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been Quite the same Little white lies Like 'I was there' Come to 'Zom Zoms' A place to eat Like it was built In one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look There's a rape machine I'd go outside If he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do Down in the park Where the chant is 'Death, death, death' Until the sun cries morning Down in the park With friends of mine We are not lovers We are not romantics 'We are here to serve you' A different face But the words never change |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
The problems of need I need you
Obscene dreams in rusty beds No one came here tonight I pulled on me, I need to I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die Her favorite trick was to suck me inside Oh so very art nouveau completely false Feelings of love I don't No one knows, but that died years ago I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
The problems of need I need you
Obscene dreams in rusty beds No one came here tonight I pulled on me, I need to I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die Her favorite trick was to suck me inside Oh so very art nouveau completely false Feelings of love I don't No one knows, but that died years ago I un-stick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Everyday I die |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view In echo park I Pause for effect and whisper who are you? They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I have your names Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late' Now I feel young Does everything stop when the old times lapse They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I'm still running from the telephone |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view In echo park I Pause for effect and whisper who are you? They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I have your names Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late' Now I feel young Does everything stop when the old times lapse They crawl out of their holes fro me And I die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And I die: you die See my scars, they call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I'm still running from the telephone |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
I am the final silence.
The last electrician alive. And they called me 'The Sparkle'. I was the best, I worked them all. New ways, new ways. I dream of wires. We opened doors by thinking. We went to sleep by dialing 'O'. We drove to work by proxy. I plugged my wife in, just for show. New ways, new ways. I dream of wires. So I press 'C' for 'comfort'. I dream of wires, the old days. New ways, new ways. I dream of wires. |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
And M.E. I eat dust
We're all so run down I'd call it my death But I'll only fade away And I hate to fade alone Now there's only M.E. We were so sure We were so wrong Now it's over But there's no one left to see And there's no one left to die There's only M.E. Why should I care Why should I try Oh no, oh no I turned off the pain Like I turned off you all Now there's only M.E. |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
And M.E. I eat dust
We're all so run down I'd call it my death But I'll only fade away And I hate to fade alone Now there's only M.E. We were so sure We were so wrong Now it's over But there's no one left to see And there's no one left to die There's only M.E. Why should I care Why should I try Oh no, oh no I turned off the pain Like I turned off you all Now there's only M.E. |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations I was waiting by the screen I couldn't recognize my photograph Me, I disconnect from you I was walking up the stairs Something moved in silence I could feel his mind decaying Only inches away from me And I disconnect from you Please don't turn me off I don't know what I'm doing outside Me and the telephone that never rings If you were me what would you do Me, I disconnect from you |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
There's nothing here but us
There's nothing here but us Remember, I was vapour Remember, I was just like you Remember, I was liquid Remember, I was someone too Remember, I need others Remember, I need oxygen Remember, I need lovers Remember, I need to forget Chorus Remember, I am human Remember, I feel just like you Remember, I had reasons Remember, I had friends like you Remember, I grow tired Remember, I could end all this Remember, I have memories Remember, I need to forget |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
We'll take a taxi to the show
We could report by phone We could remind ourselves that We must laugh Reconsider: 'fame' I need new reasons This is detention it's not fun at all Remind me to smile You know, 'the old friends' line It gets so I feel like I'm in this cold, glass, cage I've got the horrors Check, over my shoulder I punch the air and fight but No-one's there You you - Oh no Old scars - don't show We fall - you see Crawl crawl - in love I dive - so clean Young things - don't scream Toys toys - so far Boys boys - you are (Chorus) Get off the car Get off the phone Move from my window, leave me alone Keep your revivals Keep your conventions Keep all your fantasies that's all we are |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
We'll take a taxi to the show
We could report by phone We could remind ourselves that We must laugh Reconsider: 'fame' I need new reasons This is detention it's not fun at all Remind me to smile You know, 'the old friends' line It gets so I feel like I'm in this cold, glass, cage I've got the horrors Check, over my shoulder I punch the air and fight but No-one's there You you - Oh no Old scars - don't show We fall - you see Crawl crawl - in love I dive - so clean Young things - don't scream Toys toys - so far Boys boys - you are (Chorus) Get off the car Get off the phone Move from my window, leave me alone Keep your revivals Keep your conventions Keep all your fantasies that's all we are |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
She sits in the corner
Where it's reasonably quiet Drinking coffee with cream Thinking stories of young love She calls to the waiter 'Won't you lend me some time? You can sit by my side And I'll let you be friends with mine.' The cafe is old But the candlelight's new She orders Beaujolais wine And says 'I've thought of you too' She whispers 'Isn't it odd You remind me of songs That I'd rather forget Like feelings I longed for You haunt me inside Sometimes I recall Question mistakes Who grew to nothing at all' I hear voices that cry And one of them's mine All the things I could say Are the reasons I can't She says 'I've seen you before In thoughts I call 'son' Like an old film with sound When the link comes undone' The waiter is me And the woman is you And we are the story Just like others I knew |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Where is my outline I start to fade
No concentration means 'fail' these days I leave the table saying 'I am real' I feel the pressure like your eyes on me Don't mention that name and books on love I can't be sure, I can't be sure You end on reel one You end on reel one You quote from 'anxious' and things we do I need protection from the likes of you Do you begin to see that I don't know I live on memories that are hard to find Send me a card and write 'I think of you' I'll say you lied, I'll say you're lying You are, you are Tell me a secret I'm sure to fall My dog runs A.W.O.L. I blame you all We're in formation saying 'safe, safe, safe' Turn up my collar and mix with dark The speaker turns on me spot her eyes It's hard to breathe, it's hard to breathe You end on reel one You end on reel one You are, you are |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
And what if God's dead
We must have done something wrong This dark facade ends We're independent from someone This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to meet you, meet you Soon We write suggestions Suggesting fading to silence And that must please you My mirror's tarnished with 'no-help' This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to meet you, meet you Soon (Japanese phrase - means "Goodbye, forever") Turn out these eyes Wipe off my face Erase me Replay 'The end' It's all just show Erase you I need to I need to I need to This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to leave you, leave you Leave you, leave you soon (Japanese phrase - means "Goodbye, forever") |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
And what if God's dead
We must have done something wrong This dark facade ends We're independent from someone This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to meet you, meet you Soon We write suggestions Suggesting fading to silence And that must please you My mirror's tarnished with 'no-help' This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to meet you, meet you Soon (Japanese phrase - means "Goodbye, forever") Turn out these eyes Wipe off my face Erase me Replay 'The end' It's all just show Erase you I need to I need to I need to This wreckage I call me Would like to frame your voice This wreckage I call me Would like to leave you, leave you Leave you, leave you soon (Japanese phrase - means "Goodbye, forever") |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Where are the tracks?
Where are the lines? Where are the tracks, dear? Where is the time? You were so cold You were so slow You were so old And we were unsure And I want your lines And I want your time And I want your face, dear And you can have mine |
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from Gary Numan - Living Ornaments 80 (2006)
Where are the tracks?
Where are the lines? Where are the tracks, dear? Where is the time? You were so cold You were so slow You were so old And we were unsure And I want your lines And I want your time And I want your face, dear And you can have mine |
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