Green Eyed Monster - Johnny Pulp and the Lemonheads
the great buffalo moving through the fields.mp3
stood waiting for a train at acton central.mp3
every star has a rope tethered to the so (Remix).mp3
rolling rolling rolling (Remix).mp3
it's like living inside a plastic bag wh.mp3
one night it seemed hopeless .mp3
stood waiting for a train at acton central.mp3.mp3
it's never quiet is it not here and now (1).mp3
when did you start fucking like a saint .mp3
he swallowed a bat and felt ill .mp3
every star has a rope tethered to the soul.mp3
why'd you kiss me so hard in my dreaming.mp3
tried to be tender but its not in my nature.mp3
Sleeve Notes
he could turn into the king of cats so he kills the king of cats and he could have been a grave man but the king of cats killed him early on so that he won't walk that line and the nurse is full of lies and calculations her mind is full of money and double dealing and compromise and a way of getting ahead and the loving woman has her head screwed to the sticking place and won't fail and her eyes are clear her head clearer and she has already given him all her love so she has nothing more to say on the matter even when he asks her on his bended knee to confess more but she's shaking her head and all the flowers of the spring flow out from her hair into the bright sunshine even though she can see that over the horizon there's a tempest and an old man dying and a daughter strangled by fiendish men who hold contracts and vicious insights born from all their philosophies and science and art but ah the play's the thing says the deranged figure in black head to foot but in the arras a rat stirs and is run through and dies bleeding into his own incomprehension ah but here no one really knows anything more than their own eyes can see and what they see is falsehoods and lies and in the square the great prince is strutting on his mighty stallion but he is like a marble stone and his eyes are hidden by the raven flying between him and the open handed sun up in the heaven so far far away. Lovers find themselves cut loose and can't find their way home. The roads are waterlogged and everyone fears drowning. The mage puts out his own spells to find a truth no one really needs. In a tree a mother gives birth to a monstrous son who sees hard truths as a source for nothing kore than revenge and all spirits are slaves. It's a cruel cruel world . Some one is walking from the far horizon with a steady heart and head and he'll kill the murderous wicked men and the time will be glowing and the sceptre will be silver and buried into his brave heart. Everyone can be seduced by the evil people do. There's no escaping fate. Stars hide your fires and howl howl howl unto morning song and the midnight feasts and the donkey who we all become eventually shakespeare's just folk songs nothing high and mighty I'm Ophelia in the river face down dead now and my song's done and all the flowers are strewn over the waters and they'll slowly make ther way to the sea and be lost out there with the boats looking for magical shores and new edens and all that lies who sees through teeth bite me everything bleeding and wounded fatally ah yea, we're all wounded fatally watch us bleed watch us bleed under the cold eye of the moon or winter has come here in august september and its getting cold down to the bone all the bones the clock tower tick tocks its way ah we're all going down into the ground one way or another sooner or later ahhh no one knows their own names and it's late and you wake up with someone else's lover and you try and catch a way to escape or to keep the road open . the boy becomes a man all at once and has to turn his own past into an act of betrayal. The girl finds herself suddenly murdering her own shadows and burning all her old tongues. her eyes are ripped out and all she can hear are her own screams falling from the high tower the mountain the lonely lake and she drives herself to the nearest bar and waits there for her one last chance. ends up buying seven. Shouts at her mother to jump from the ship's prow. Takes the doctor by the hand and leads him out into the rose garden. Watches a song bird sing in a tree and then shoots it down down dead. It's a wicked time. She's never felt better. writes several letters explaining that the universe is a sequence of rooms and a long road. She marries because she has to and wakes to find herself locked in. she searches up and down high and low high and low but there was never a key. She eats melons and fruits and meats and climbs out the window during a storm. She cuts the throat of the only boy she ever cared for and rushes away into the bewildering night ahha she's still running oh yea ... She marries because she has to and wakes to find herself locked in. she searches up and down high and low high and low but there was never a key. She eats melons and fruits and meats and climbs out the window during a storm. She cuts the throat of the only boy she ever cared for and rushes away into the bewildering night ahha she's still running oh yea the great buffalo moving through the fields in the dark it seems impossible to be a buffalo seems impossible to be a buffalo here's a house it's on fire but at the moment you can't see that it just looks dark out on the fierce moor where the hares and wolves and great deer roam its burning on the inside though in the darkness the blazing fire is rising and eating the house from the inside so soon it'll burst out and will glow under the great white moon and bats will be flying and then you notice the body lying on the bed and its a vague shape but not a vague body but its dead and out on the moor he's running with tears all down his face and his hands are covered in blood and no matter how far he runs the fire is going to catch him eventually maybe in a dark dark dream and then he'll never be able to wake or worse will always be awake but the flames will be inside his eyes inside his skin inside his rib cage inside his skull inside his tongue and his eyes and his ears and his feet and his fingers and his cock and his arse and his hair until one night or maybe noon he'll find a tower and climb up and up as if he wants to touch the sky but when he reaches the top of the tower the world is spinning but all is burning burning and burning and he screams just just fucking screams and screams and screams and jumps and screams and screams and screams as he falls and falls and falls and all the while he's falling and screaming he's burning and burning and burning all the way down and he goes through the ground and keeps on going down and down and down until he his in hell and there a face turns to look at his and its a face covered in flames licking his face licking all faces and he knows he's in hell and when he looks around he's home again where he stared all those years ago and he closes his eyes as it begins again, all his past and present and future being burnt yea all burning burning burning he's the burning man ahhhh haha yea oh what a story i guess that's how it goes stood waiting for a train at acton central and had a flashback to an evening when the train was late for some reason and I was going some place where if I arrived I knew I wouldn't return. hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said some journeys are like that. you know what the stakes are even if they're reasons and bets and prices only you can possibly know and years later, well, you're still wondering how the bet was made and whether it was real or maybe a trap you'd set for yourself, hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said like inside the hand the chips were bloody and soaked in it because someone died no not died had fucking committed suicide right there like on stage or tommy cooper collapsing on stage heart attack and that was that ahh disaster's come in all shapes and sizes sometimes they don't even seem like disasters do they they shimmer in the brain shimmer like spectres in a cave with orange masks and leopard tales hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said like strange superheroes from many many years ago elsewhere another country ahh my head is spinning spinning like a top well you don't see tops anymore do you ha I wish I down in the grave some days just covered in the dark ash soil and a single moonbeam shines over the lost ground and bam gone gone gone into the silent earth hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said well it's not something I think can be ignored but the bigger thing is crawling over the earth when she's fierce like a succubus a beautiful derangement pale and scary oh I'd die for her kiss oh yea I have that romantic thing going on classic hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said hahaha dance with me in the closed room of my head dance with me and hold me tight hold me before we're dead is what I dream she might have once said every star has a rope tethered to the soul of either someone born, someone dead or someone not yet here. invisible these lines hold the stars to the earth close enough to be seen anyway oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ah yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhhand some times they twist and the stars get pulled about in the firmament or selse the soul gets dragged closer to the other soul whose rope is tangled up with and then wow oh wow wow wow oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ah yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ah there's no end to that because some souls get so tangled they have star light shooting down into their brains brains are attached to souls in case you didn't know and so are bodies too so here we go this explains my fucking predicament my ropes are all tangled up and so I CAN'T EVER BE FREE AND DON'T WANT ANYTHING BUT TO CIRCLES THE WORLD WITH STARS AND THE HEART IS KIND OF X RAYED BY THE FARAWAY SUNS AND THE MIND IS BLiSTED AND BLISTERED AND KIND OF RUINED oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhh there's nothing for it but to drift about drift about together nothing but here and there ahh we're tight ad getting tighter until maybe the blood from the star drips down red star at night lovers delight or fright oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ah yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see rolling rolling rolling two birds at swim dead flies on the window sill days amount to this to this dooo bi dooo out on the mountain side the sheep graze through the night mysterious as dreams ahhhhhhh yooooooooooo shhhhhhhhhthe rain is falling the rain the rain the rain the rain falling the moon like an eye like a strange dream like yearning so many times we walked the hills and valleys arriving late at the inn in a storm who are we and where are our spirits where are they Ohohohohohrolling rolling rolling two birds at swim hahahahahaohohohohoh dead flies on the window sill ahahadays amount to this to this ahhhdooo bi doooout on the mountain side the sheep graze through the night mysterious as dreams the rain is falling the rain the rain the rain the rain fallingthe moon like an eye ahhhhhlike a strange dream like yearning ahhhhso many times we walked the hills and valleys arriving late at the inn in a storm who are we and where are our spirits where are they rolling rolling rolling two birds at swim hahahahahaohohohohoh dead flies on the window sill ahahadays amount to this to this ahhhdooo bi doooout on the mountain side the sheep graze through the night mysterious as dreams ah the rain is falling the rain the rain the rain the rain fallingthe moon like an eye ahhhhh like a strange dream like yearning ahhhh so many times we walked the hills and valleys arriving late at the inn in a storm who are we and where are our spirits where are they Ohohohohohthe moon like an eye ahhhhhlike a strange dream like yearning ahhhhso many times we walked the hills and valleys arriving late at the inn in a storm hahahahahahahahahahaha shhhhhhhhhhh who are we and where are our spirits where are they it's like living inside a plastic bag wherever you go its between what there is and what you are allowed to touch and see and know and so you're left with guessing realities and they are always hysterical and melodramatic and ruinous and its when you want the mind and the imagination to die and to be mud and stupid ah I wish I was stupid like most lovers have to be but rather than that what gets built are temples of doom and death stars and frankenstein monsters and vampires and witches and snakes that slither through the grass towards her door and one eyed jacks and Ulysses with his bow breaking over the seas during his journey and will home and on the fair martlet infested castle the devil queen watches down on the soon to be killed king and horses eat themselves and owls attack eagles and lizards eyes and frogs feet and other dream machines oh was the hankerchief I gave her in another's hands? the whispers and lies that bend themselves back over themselves and loop and fold until the end meets the beginning in a fatal fatal kiss ahhh the eyes of everyone are on the ballroom down below but from here on the stair I can see the upper room the bedroom and a taper lights my way to dusty death or else a dagger in the heart in the eye it will stab and its murderous blade will twist into my own heart and there's a fall of all the empires and a fall of the stories I knew and know and try and retell is there a way of finding a happy ending here? a happy ending? Are you kidding me? How can that be when the enemies have crossed the border and the armies of the night have broken hearts broken faces broken lives broken hopes how can there be a happy ending tell me that ? How? Ahhh cut out my tongue then my garbled speech will be a twig instead of a tongue a twig from a tree and maybe a laf will grow between my lips my open mouth and maybe in a dawn mist the dew will rise up to the sun and I will get off my knees and return on the long journey towards her and she'll have been waiting for me all along ah hahaha well that's just a fairy story for kids the real story is a shapeless noise in a reckless empty space screaming and screaming and screaming and screaming one night it seemed hopeless and his jealousy ruined his mind twisted him like a corkscrew and his frenzy just grew and grew and grew and then in the night all alone what was he supposed to do what he knew he knew and couldn't undo ahhhhhhe kept thinking of her being with another and it crippled his thought and he knew he shouldn't and he ought not but it was toolate for that he was where he was and that was a matter of fact and so in the moonlight clear he walked out one night and walked until he was out of sight and kept on and on until everyone knew he was gone and yet at the end of the world he looked at the great fall and knew that she had been all and jumped over and fell and fell right down all the way away from his living green eyed hell ahhhh farewell lover bury me in your grave ahhhhh the night the dove flies the hawk strikes through the darkness and death comes and blood is on your lips ah your eyes are alive you smile in the terror and embrace the finer moments that desire and violence and power brings in the flesh your flesh aroused aroused aroused ahh this is Pan and his hoards frenzies and bliss bliss bliss ahahahahabury me in your grave ahhhhh the night the dove flies the hawk strikes through the darkness and death comes and blood is on your lips ah your eyes are alive you smile in the terror and embrace the finer moments that desire and violence and power brings in the flesh your flesh aroused aroused aroused ahh this is Pan and his hoards frenzies and bliss bliss bliss ahahahahabury me in your grave ahhhhh the night the dove flies the hawk strikes through the darkness and death comes and blood is on your lips ah your eyes are alive you smile in the terror and embrace the finer moments that desire and violence and power brings in the flesh your flesh aroused aroused aroused ahh this is Pan and his hoards frenzies and bliss bliss bliss ahahahahabury me in your grave ahhhhh the night the dove flies the hawk strikes through the darkness and death comes and blood is on your lips ah your eyes are alive you smile in the terror and embrace the finer moments that desire and violence and power brings in the flesh your flesh aroused aroused aroused ahh this is Pan and his hoards frenzies and bliss bliss bliss ahahahahabury me in your grave ahhhhh the night the dove flies the hawk strikes through the darkness and death comes and blood is on your lips ah your eyes are alive you smile in the terror and embrace the finer moments that desire and violence and power brings in the flesh your flesh aroused aroused aroused ahh this is Pan and his hoards frenzies and bliss bliss bliss II'm not human not human not humannot an animal not a plant not a mountainnot the wide wide ocean ahhhhhhhhhhhmy tears ah all the years ahhh my tearscome in come in come inkiss me kiss me and see and you'll seeahh your gentle hand your eyes that scan the far away horizonOhohohohohoh the shadows came inside me came in side me let me hold you hold me my body is a monastery ahhh a monastery a monastery a monastery hush and love me love me ahhhhhhhhhhh inside your eyes inside your eyes inside your eyes the inverse image the images compel meahhhhhhh never going to end going to end ahhhhhhhhhh I'm not human not human not humannot an animal not a plant not a mountainnot the wide wide ocean ahhhhhhhhhhhmy tears ah all the years ahhh my tearscome in come in come inkiss me kiss me and see and you'll seeahh your gentle hand your eyes that scan the far away horizonOhohohohohoh the shadows came inside me came in side me let me hold you hold me ahhhhhhOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHmy body is a monastery ahhh a monastery a monastery a monasteryhush and love me love me ahhhhhhhhhhh inside your eyes inside your eyes inside your eyes the inverse image the images compel meahhhhhhh never going to end going to end ahhhhhhhhhh 'm not human not human not humannot an animal not a plant not a mountainnot the wide wide ocean ahhhhhhhhhhhmy tears ah all the years ahhh my tearscome in come in come inkiss me kiss me and see and you'll seeahh your gentle hand your eyes that scan the far away horizonOhohohohohoh the shadows came inside me came in side me let me hold you hold me ahhhhhhOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHmy body is a monastery ahhh a monastery a monastery a monasteryhush and love me love me ahhhhhhhhhhh inside your eyes inside your eyes inside your eyes the inverse image the images compel meahhhhhhh never going to end going to end it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be it's never quiet is it not here and now never will be love youlove you love you when did you start fucking like a saint like a amjor domo like a sextet like abagatel like a roe deer like a bluebottle like a timber wolf like a sperm whale like a doctor like a guru like a hurricane like a ghost like a hay fever like a settled debt like a forlorn promise like a winter palace like a round robin like a drunken sailor like a private dick like a night watchman like a bonfire like soapy water like a hen like a foornote like a slide rule like a paperweight like a silent curse like a plastic doll like a contradiction like a fallen angel like a jailor like a mormon like forensic medic like a queen bee like a sullen cow like a brudog like a barrel of whisky like a laughing cavalier like mona lisa like kurt coban like robert johnson like elvis like annie hall like marilyn monroe like madonna like jesus like buddha like a corpse like a lover when did you start fucking like a saint like a major domo like a sextet like abagatel like a roe deer like a bluebottle like a timber wolf like a sperm whale like a doctor like a guru like a hurricane like a ghost like a hay fever like a settled debt like a forlorn promise like a winter palace like a round robin like a drunken sailor like a private dick like a night watchman like a bonfire like soapy water like a hen like a footnote like a slide rule like a paperweight like a silent curse like a plastic doll like a contradiction like a fallen angel like a jailor like a mormon like forensic medic like a queen bee like a sullen cow like a brudog like a barrel of whisky like a laughing cavalier like mona lisa like kurt cobain like robert johnson like elvis like annie hall like marilyn monroe like madonna like jesus like buddha like a corpse like a lover like a lesbian like a lesbian he swallowed a bat and felt ill oh yea he was sick and had a fever and took himself to bed and slept for three nights and days and was delirious and when he finally crawled out of his bed he was covered in sweat and he trembled but felt he had to go out so he did but now he couldn't see things as before but instead everything registered differently and he felt that ther were ways of moving that meant his walking was weird and to be honest just like fucking deranged a bit like a donkey a bit like a rabbit a bit like a mouse a bit like a duck a bit like a rooster a bit like a heron a bit like a pig a bit like a deer a bit like a crab a bit like a scorpion a bit like a grouse a bit like a roach a cockroach a cockroach ahh don't want to be a cockroach he thought to himself but he could see he was losing all his friends and making no new ones its like I'm cursed and eventually he decided to go out only in the dar and during days he slept under his bed and then went onto the roof and started sleeping there just to be on the safe side and then one night he realise dhe had wings and ears and everything was echo location I'm echo location I'm echo location and so he flwe away into the wild wood full of eveil eyes all the monsters were there and he met dracula one night briefly and kissed one of dracula's girls who sucked and sucked and sucked after she had bit and bit and bit with her sex fangs sex fangs sex fangs that's what he knew forever afterwards in a whirl amongst the dark dark trees of the secret terrible wood he had never been more scared never been more fulfilled as if here in the blood and sex fangs and echo location he was real for the first last time every star has a rope tethered to the soul of either someone born, someone dead or someone not yet here. invisible these lines hold the stars to the earth close enough to be seen anyway oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhhoh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhhand some times they twist and the stars get pulled about in the firmament or selse the soul gets dragged closer to the other soul whose rope is tangled up with and then wow oh wow wow wow oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhhoh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see there's no end to that because some souls get so tangled they have star light shooting down into their brains brains are attached to souls in case you didn't know and so are bodies too so here we go this explains my fucking predicament my ropes are all tangled up and so I CAN'T EVER BE FREE AND DON'T WANT ANYTHING BUT TO CIRCLE THE WORLD WITH STARS AND THE HEART IS KIND OF X RAYED BY THE FARAWAY SUNS AND THE MIND IS BLaSTED AND BLISTERED AND KIND OF RUINED oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see ahhhh there's nothing for it but to drift about drift about together nothing but here and there ahh we're tight ad getting tighter until maybe the blood from the star drips down red star at night lovers delight or fright oh yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see yea I'm in love it's so strange and when you give everything how weird the world seems to be to me you see it's so quiet some nights full of nothing so deep the fright touches right down to the all seeing eye place of solitude turns to a place for dying nighttime crawls through my head in the day seems to come again in the dark and then stays solitary and still like a terrible sleeping monster everything's in a hidden cave oh how I want her yea jeez it's so quiet at night the black of the eye the white tells the same damn story the silence without hope or glorynighttime crawls through my head in the dayseems to come again in the dark and then stayssolitary and still like a terrible sleeping monstereverything's in a hidden cave ohhow I want her yea jeezit can be so so quiet at nightI lookout the window stare at the lightsof the street lamps glowingtry listening to the breeze might be blowingnighttime crawls through my head in the dayseems to come again in the dark and then stayssolitary and still like a terrible sleeping monstereverything's in a hidden cave ohhow I want her yea jeezgets so quiet at night I sit up at three and try to writebut its strange nothing really comesbuckets of time breadcrumbsgets so quiet these nightsthe silence beckons and invitesme to close my eyes she's thereeyes closed in my skull I just starenighttime crawls through my head in the dayseems to come again in the dark and then stayssolitary and still like a terrible sleeping monstereverything's in a hidden cave ohhow I want her yea jeezits so quiet at nightthese times my frighttouches my cold finger tipsmy breaking heart my cold lipsnighttime crawls through my head in the dayseems to come again in the dark and then stayssolitary and still like a terrible sleeping monstereverything's in a hidden cave ohhow I want her yea jeez cold wind blowing don't know where its goingdon't know where its fromcan't help something's gone wrongkill me and put me in your long boxkill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe trains stuck in the stationeyes wide shut everything's hesitationbetween the voice and the quiet feels like I'm between the dark and light kill me and put me in your long box kill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe bought a coffee and drinkin a small place like to think saw so many with their dreams screwed up ah nothing redeems heartbreak and a smile for you I'm a crocodileor the phoenix burningrising the whole world turningkill me and put me in your long boxkill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe slow train was a strange timewas nervous but feeling finelay down in a strangers bedneeded to stop and rest my head kill me and put me in your long boxkill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe ever felt its within reachunder the pavement the beachand all those moments of hopetied with scars and ropethere's someone on the horizonand I love her and am frightenedand I want terrible thingswant what only terror bringskill me and put me in your long boxkill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe yeakill me and put me in your long boxkill me curse me be my midnight foxrove through the dark and in your roombring me all bliss and wilderness doom yea give me your doom babe why'd you kiss me so hard in my dreamingwhy'd you look me full of desire and meaningwhy'd we seem to be able to touchwhy in this dream world we seem to do and know so muchmore than all the books all the heavens and godmakes waking up perverse seems I've the heart of a dogbow wow girldreaming boy why you stay in your dreamdon't you know nothing there's what it really meansdreaming boy your old now far too oldand your dreams have all gone and been sold ahhh washing up hands in the hot water and soapI close my eyes and my desires in the inner eyes cloakwrap up a darkness from your thighsand everything between there and your eyes and I'm screaming silently inside the innside my bonethis is the other world this dream world my real home your my home girl dreaming boy why you stay in your dream don't you know nothing there's what it really means dreaming boy your old now far too oldand your dreams have all gone and been sold you can't see what's going on in my headno one sees the deal I do with the living and dead no one cares to even stop and stareno one knows what I bring in no one knows what's therein what might seem just an ordinary scene but it's monsters and sex and screams I'm screaming girl dreaming boy why you stay in your dream don't you know nothing there's what it really means dreaming boy your old now far too old and your dreams have all gone and been sold ahhh the sunshine is bright out on the lonely streetyou never know who you might meetcrossing the centre of the city on foot its lateyou hear owls calling strange sounds of your fateghosts maybe or just the sounds of your soulbuses cars vans the trains that roll down in the holewhat's stranger than the towers fucking the sky what's stranger when you know one day you're going to diegoing to die girldreaming boy why you stay in your dreamdon't you know nothing there's what it really meansdreaming boy your old now far too oldand your dreams have all gone and been soldahhhsadness is a coffee at a table with nothing elseyou know you're no one's question, no one's guessand you read the news on the screen and try to connect with the whole wide globe and want to cry so many people living and so many dying some of them telling the truth most of them lying dreaming boy why you stay in your dream don't you know nothing there's what it really means dreaming boy your old now far too old and your dreams have all gone and been sold fog and then rain seems to mix it inso nothing is known nothing is seen beyond the spells at the edge of the tongue spells are what get things done yea they ill do what needs to be done from the middle earth the old the young the beginning the end find me haha I'll watch you descend the trouble of being born the grave manthe grave woman is where the next day began in rain or shine, in riot or calm in rain or shine in riot or calm and its nothing and everything like crossing a palm with a heart felt promise or kiss when the heart sees what it sees and skips ahhhh monuments of stone and a blasted heath dogs are hellish here bear your teeth flash your knickers hide your eyes better be ready for anything everything die seach little particle you might hope to preserve here you're no one gets more then they deserve you're going to be spiralling down your head won't know when your feet touch the ground the trouble of being born the grave manthe grave woman is where the next day began in rain or shine, in riot or calm in rain or shine in riot or calm and its nothing and everything like crossing a palm with a heart felt promise or kiss when the heart sees what it sees and skips ahhhh promises into the strange green winds cock your head try catch all your outlined sins buried in a hole a hundred yards away in mud and shit if I were you I'd run, run away but if you stay crouched on your mare better be ready to pull out your coin and dare the universe to be just for this one time to be nothing at all and living not dying and those whips and furs that made you smile well there you are, there you turned the dial and you can't change the setting, the fix is in and in the still centre of the perverse world is your beginning and yearning and what you know you're needing and as the morning rises up over the hill red sun in the morning is a warning and someone will be killed the trouble of being born the grave manthe grave woman is where the next day began in rain or shine, in riot or calm in rain or shine in riot or calm and its nothing and everything like crossing a palm with a heart felt promise or kiss when the heart sees what it sees and skips girl on girl obvious for any man anyone who gets erased in it who disappears who is hiding in the corners of the dark whose hand is there but not there who is falling alone to the floor in panic and ecstasy deliriums running through the fucking moon the end of conversation where its not a joke or a casual insight your the strong arm and the lash your death and sex where they clashand its a soul swimming around and anger raging as your heart pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds ahhhh but the serious core a serious core out of the serengeti at the dawn when we ripped and ripped and ripped ourselves into shredded ecstasies and hounded the moon to its cave and knelt it down and stripped ourselves there was nothing nothing but the greatever widening circle of desire that was equivalent to living just as killing and killing was your the strong arm and the lash your death and sex where they clashand its a soul swimming around and anger raging as your heart pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds ahhhh and hunger and sex and sex and hunger they drip through the glue of the universe who the hell knows why it started why anything like this at all what lies behind it what lies beyond the laws what set it going we go mad I'm mad I'm mad for your dazed sequences your pallor and shadow life don't want to fill you out to fill you out just want the outlines the out lines the erotic contours you see they're traced in your words in your movements your thoughts your the strong arm and the lash your death and sex where they clash and its a soul swimming around and anger raging as your heart pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds ahhhhall is sexualised and hunger hunger is crouching in every corner nothing escapes these are the journeys into the hell of the night it's pathetic to see people screwing around as if they could organise themselves and become become what the fuckyou're already there darling ahh yeayour the strong arm and the lashyour death and sex where they clashand its a soul swimming aroundand anger raging as your heart poundsand pounds and pounds and pounds ahhhh your the strong arm and the lashyour death and sex where they clashand its a soul swimming aroundand anger raging as your heart poundsand pounds and pounds and pounds tried to be tender but its not in my nature not in my naturenot in my nature I'm chained to something stranger something stranger something strange get turned on and turned upby thoughts that phase in and outat the edges at the edges where language gets to be dangerousbecause straightforard and obvious obvious like what it says is clear clear clear as wrong can be wrong oh babe I'm so so wrong yea haI'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating and seeing your face I'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating want to fuck your face ahhhhhhhhh do what you have to dono do do do dowhat you want to do not want you oughtado what you what youwhat the real part wants the one where the body really respondswithout any other helpno pillsno pills no build up no framework no skeletonjust what is really there without thosewithout thoseahhdo it do itwhat you want nothing else is youyou know that he?you know no matter what you're only real there everything else makes you disappear disappear disappear woah I'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating and seeing your face I'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating want to fuck your face can't fit in any more no no no can't fit in at all not even going to try not now not even for a second just going to be be me be me what about you? you too? You too? what if we collide? what if we collide? what if we already did?what if we already did? ahhh I'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating and seeing your face I'm a strange satellite floating round empty space just a strange satellite floating want to fuck your face