Please: Johnny Pulp and the Lemonheads
Side 1
Please
Side 2
catastrophe come take me here to my home (1).mp3
coming to the end of my tether.mp3
I'm lost now got nowhere to turn.mp3
no one understands what is creeping thro.mp3
Tyrants in my pocket, in my pants.mp3
what you got now, holding it in your han.mp3
walking through the ruins of thousands o (1).mp3
it was a deal and done with eyes wide an.mp3
Johnny painted in the dark.mp3
Side 3
you come and go you're fast you're slow.mp3
the moment when all the weeping starts.mp3
listened to blonde on blonde.mp3
wanted to send a letter it would have to.mp3
you spoke as if from an ancient text lik.mp3
Side 4
you added salt to my tea (1).mp3
at the turn of the day (1).mp3
what happened to the sex improvisations.mp3
the light is weird by the petrol statio.mp3
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Sleeve Notes
well you left without warning and without a smile it was a warm summer evening give an inch take a mile some days I'm ready other times I'm not what do you think and what have you got? Come back when you're ready and when you're done come back to where the rivers run through cities and plains and high mountains and seas come back to me dearest ah please please please Crow flies as straight as the gate I'm going nowhere and it all seems too late I write some things down to clear my mind you treat me bad honey but I don't mind Come back when you're ready and when you're done come back to where the rivers run through cities and plains and high mountains and seas come back to me dearest ah please please please the grass is always greener on the other side what's wise to some can else look unkind I wonder out loud but no one's here I look in the mirror and disappear white lies and forks in the road some stories are new and others are far too old the scent that lingers in the evening gloom the rose petals fall in the empty room Come back when you're ready and when you're done come back to where the rivers run through cities and plains and high mountains and seas come back to me dearest ah please please please in a hallway lovers are stood like herons whispers and murmurs like mysterious sirens gods are walking by the endless hedgerows who knows which way the wind blows? I wish you would look right into my mind I think yo'd then know that I wasn't being unkind I wish you would talk just a little more than you do about what you're wanting what you want me to do Come back when you're ready and when you're done come back to where the rivers run through cities and plains and high mountains and seas come back to me dearest ah please please please there's just this one chance it comes sudden out of nowhere and it runs right through to the very end I guess. I want you babe and all your caresses Come back when you're ready and when you're done come back to where the rivers run through cities and plains and high mountains and seas come back to me dearest ah please please please ahhhhh yea come bought myself a ticket went to the show there were clowns jugglers and the music flowed through the great tent and the crowds roared at the show the acrobats high through the air they soared down the tracks the trains rolled from the east fat men with gold chains and at their feast mayors and lawyers and the dealers who knew what was what and pimps and spies hung around in the parking lots Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song oh ma the gambler is playing his cards under the red light all the women are cold and seem full of fright there's a stranger up there on his ladder and the flower maids seem sadder and sadder Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song oh ma the fishermen and the soldiers are all by the bay talking the fathers have had enough and are refusing to be walking the engineer has taken his tools and got lost the politician has paid the money knows the cost Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song oh ma The shops are all shut down and the party's never going to stop The Marquis de Sade has trained all the cops Snow White is in prison for some crime no one defines It's a hard world these days yea these are hard times Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song Oh the wintertime it sure is cold and the faces here they're all so old and I bought some juice just to ease my thirst I didn't want to race but you came in first is there nothing now I can say to you straight because the town's on fire and I think it's too late Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song oh ma sure is. hard hard as can be yea.... OOO yea but i never stole this or any other song Oh the wintertime it sure is cold and the faces here they're all so old and I bought some juice just to ease my thirst I didn't want to race but you came in first is there nothing now I can say to you straight because the town's on fire and I think it's too late I ket my hands clean and hid my face I wore black and crimson just in case hung around the courtyard just for a while strolled through the jailhouse looking for a smile the roses were red but I was feeling kind of blue So I left all this and came running back to you Oh everything's topsy turvy ma why you looking like I've done wrong sure this aint my shirt aint my car but i never stole this or any other song oh ma sure is. hard hard as can be yea side 2 catastrophe come take me here to my home come play me time translate my front piece back and show the picture of my features, my skull bone two sides stoic and tyrant and death guileless, black decorative but grave. Read Livy prudence and glory Roman war is far off and depression makes me weary Catastrophe came and visited me Threaded my life with misery Didn't ask to be born didn't want this hurt You tore out my mind tore my heart Two sides two faces two moods two ways to mourn my own birth and sorrowful council and a gesture torn from overborn rhetoric and fragile sense between pillars of strength that uphold what? Despair and the vanishing killers That draw from a liminal space their crude invitation To catastrophe come, her beauty stern and graven Catastrophe came and visited me Threaded my life with misery Didn't ask to be born didn't want this hurt You tore out my mind tore my heart Come catastrophe come and see me study my face Hold it in your hand then release its hollow weight what's a head but a shell where lies the final judgment and the foolery of a conscious undresssed instrument where's the strange unherded cat and the present time semi stripped with bow and arrow a fancy life and dying Catastrophe came and visited me Threaded my life with misery Didn't ask to be born didn't want this hurt You tore out my mind tore my heart My time is sinister there are sacrifices being made Abandon one side or the other love and theft weighed Turn away turn away and study this strange physics where all's a fog, a wretched way, lines without specifics days tear flesh off the bone and scrambles wits look down look down in horror into the frightful abyss Catastrophe came and visited me Threaded my life with misery Didn't ask to be born didn't want this hurt You tore out my mind tore my heart you tore out my heart. coming to the end of my tether watching the turn in the weather someone stands alone in the shadow wondering if he'll be there tomorrow don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed can't hear your words don't read your letters am deaf and blind these days my soul's in tatters iron heart and dreams that aren't making sense no more vigils and journeys lead me always to your locked door some people they have eyes that are as devillish as flint they can stare at another's eyes they don't even blink I'm not like that I have to turn away and hide my look is a secret thing sometimes its true other times it lied don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed there were stories and people that I never really knew there were peacocks and jays and the superhuman crew daffodils and daisies pretty flowers everywhere oh I need you right now but you're not here nor there the coffee shop is quiet and the air is deathly still I know what you're thinking and you will what you will Black coffee and a solitary book , a text with many sides and a strength that's a force that shimmers and glides don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed what did you see when you looked up and the sunlight fell did you wonder for a while and did you wish me well as the universe and its point of view made claims on all of us you took your backpack and ran a bit and jumped on the bus the parkland and then the houses they all spread themselves and the city down below is far away and all our lives are spells that someone cast long time ago way before we were born when mammoths roamed the ice packs at the beginning at the dawn don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed so small we seem and sure we are just particles of faith and I wonder sometimes whether what we did was safe or foolhardy twisted inevitable or wrong maybe good So I sit inside outside the sun feel twisted by moy love don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed So I sit inside outside the sun feel twisted by moy love don't choose to go no not yet there's more to this I lay down my bets though I'm no gambler I take the cards I find place my money down hope it's well timed yea, I'm hoping I'm well timed I'm lost now got nowhere to turn the world it burns it burns fears rise out of the dark feel like I'm indelibly marked Yep I'm marked and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day slow days and slower nights the mind has its own kind of fights twist and shout twist and shout want to come in why'd you send me out you sent me out back and forth back and forth I'm a lower third am leaving the earth suicide has a kind of cool cool vibe one more smoke then find the rip tide I'm a rip tide and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day slow song a swansong The heartache it just goes on Standing under the street lamp all dressed up a space vamp a space vamp and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day black eye liner and ripped dress Nietzsche and an existentialist kiss and lets go to bed wake up wake up or she's dead I'm dead cry baby cry til the dawn cry when you're feeling all forlorn out of it you hold on to something read aloud what can poetry bring what's it bring and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day the room is still the sheets full of stress time is restless her face a mess can't move can't even blink living's gone further than anyone could think no one thinks all your friends give you a hug the're kind you're refusing their drugs standing by the window you start to brood philosophy biology and food give me food and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day So the weekend ends and who knows what message it sends or who you are or what you wanted and if that's why you responded you responded and you're a coat of many colours and a ruse you're a lover a deathly hallow and ruse give me some loving or throw me away my my what we do with our days what we do with the day no one understands what is creeping through my veins its an impossibility kind of beauty something out of Henry James like just what did Maisy know and where did it all go a hundred murders in pieces oh how life feels so so slow and too long. I should have to quit it soon shop for whisly and fags and a kind of dirty ruin edge of the morning edge of life something is rising and it cuts like a knife and there's always something a little bit scared like a mind that's dreaming and a soul bared the flats have peeling walls and a fragile kind of martyrdom you read the sex poems from the three cornered John Donne Midnight and your watching a film out of some old new wave and its like a coloured dream and your elegant hand holds your heart and your mind and a strange sort of terror look into the screen see the actors its like a mirror edge of the morning edge of life something is rising and it cuts like a knife and there's always something a little bit scared like a mind that's dreaming and a soul bared at the crossing the cars are screaming and you you stand a little confused by now and everything feels a little out of hand turn turn to the long road the theatres and their signs you sit in wonder and frown there's everything that's in your mind under the bright lights and the fourth wall its where you again feel fear and your skin crawl it's getting late and the bars are all turning down their lights and you walk the late streets and the late nights make it back in time to see the early light of dawn and you're feeling cold and just a little forlorn it'll run you through these feelings they always do I sometimes get lost and I think so do you edge of the morning edge of life something is rising and it cuts like a knife and there's always something a little bit scared like a mind that's dreaming and a soul bared Tyrants in my pocket, in my pants Tyrants when I'm walking, when I dance Tyrants from the past from the future Tyrants in my abacus on my computer Tyrants rolling in gold swimming in pearls Tyrants like silly boys like silly girls Too many tyrants baked in the pie sending me crazy like it feels like sci-fi like it feels like sci-fi Tyrants in the sky, in the water Tyrants as the gangster with the gangsters daughter Tyrants spaced out all together Tyrants stealing my soul stealing the treasure Tyrants are tall and are short drinking whisky drinking port Tyrants all over the drawing room floor Tyrants by the stair and by the door Too many tyrants baked in the pie sending me crazy like it feels like sci-fi feels like sci fi Tyrants in the heart of the city Tyrants out there in the park Tyrants playing the straight playing the hippy Tyrants purring like a cat or a dog's bark Tyrants in my soup and tyrants in my juice tyrants walking on our heads in their walking boots Too many tyrants baked in the pie sending me crazy like it feels like sci-fi feels like sci-fi tyrants in my coffee and in my tea tyrants coming in on the tide coming from the sea tyrants bearing their teeth others with a smile tyrants giving me a headache gotta put them down a while tyrants please please get out of my face this aint the time nor the place go shine your shoes go listen to the blues leave at your chosen speed please please please yea tyrants in my coffee and in my tea tyrants coming in on the tide coming from the sea tyrants bearing their teeth others with a smile tyrants giving me a headache gotta put them down a while tyrants please please get out of my face this aint the time nor the place go shine your shoes go listen to the blues leave at your chosen speed please please please leave at your chosen speed please please please leave at your chosen speed please please please leave at your chosen speed please please please leave at your chosen speed please please please for fucks sake just go ha Too many tyrants baked in the pie sending me crazy like it feels like sci-fi like it feels like sci-fiToo many tyrants baked in the pie sending me crazy like it feels like sci-fi like it feels like sci-fi what you got now, holding it in your hand I understand you might be confused might demand to know what is going down and it sure is hard these journeys you took and everything confused and blurred the sounds that rise up like an evensong but the days are turning and they're turning out wrong with Pity and love and humour and hope kindness forgiveness toleration we''ll cope but they all now seem so far far away this land is not my land and I don't want to stay Promised you a future told you you could stay gave you keys and a place to live and a bed to lay you worked hard and felt that you could trust their word but the world is strange and dark and absurd sing pity the poor immigrant and cry your tears all you've given is treachery and lies and unholy fears with Pity and love and humour and hope kindness forgiveness toleration we''ll cope but they all now seem so far far away this land is not my land and I don't want to stay it was later and the sun was shining it all seemed quiet you kept yourself to yourself was discrete and private then a storm crept in from the far horizon and the wind and thunder rattled and enlivened the stillness of summer and so the troubles rained down and your heart sank like a stone without a sound with Pity and love and humour and hope kindness forgiveness toleration we''ll cope but they all now seem so far far away this land is not my land and I don't want to stay I looked at you last night for the very last time And I think you knew that we were at the end of the line It was sad and cold and a little shabby the way I felt I was lost and unhappy the road is long and I'm on my way I have no longer a home a voice or a say with Pity and love and humour and hope kindness forgiveness toleration we''ll cope but they all now seem so far far away this land is not my land and I don't want to stay So you say you care and you say you see what is happening to the homeless who come from the sea but you turn us away and you make your excuse and you use fine words but it's still abuse Turn turn away I don't want to see your face Sing no songs of pity for the human race for with Pity and love and humour and hope kindness forgiveness toleration we''ll cope but they all now seem so far far away this land is not my land and I don't want to stay walking through the ruins of thousands of years and a life what heartbreak are you going to count on war and strife are just words and I turn my face to the wall not even the dogs can find a voice and there's nothing at all but a terrible sadness and an anger that ruins our prayer oh well who will come and help us end our endless despair the deaths are happening there's nothing left to say all you rich and powerful like camels wont find your way through the eye of the needle your death troops thread your madness is the madness of the walking dead and the three wise men and the miracles of love hold me dearest this might be the end hand in glove What is erased when you send your bombs every silence is there buried in all of our sorrowful songs forefathers and daughters watch and know you're doing wrong Anne Frank denies you now wont ever sing your song the deaths are happening there's nothing left to say all you rich and powerful like camels wont find your way through the eye of the needle your death troops thread your madness is the madness of the walking dead Oh Gaza heartbreak blood and tears sinister deals and iron hearts our fears turn to dust in the dead children's smiles you'll never find forgiveness this is eternity's trial the deaths are happening there's nothing left to say all you rich and powerful like camels wont find your way through the eye of the needle your death troops thread your madness is the madness of the walking dead Oh Gaza heartbreak blood and tears sinister deals and iron hearts our fears turn to dust in the dead children's smiles you'll never find forgiveness this is eternity's trial the deaths are happening there's nothing left to say all you rich and powerful like camels wont find your way through the eye of the needle your death troops thread your madness is the madness of the walking dead it was a deal and done with eyes wide and clear I loved a maid who loved another so dear I was never to know her and yet she with him would be kissing and more would be everything and I knew if this was true then what could I do my love like a dying the sort no one lived through ahhh I have tried not to cry not to scream or shout I've held myself inside and not let myself out but when I die one day then my tears will flow and my ghost will be nothing but sorrow come the autumn then winter then spring in its prime summer at last and here we all were in the passing time my dearest a friend and as close as friends try without the warmth of the body to love and not die yet the thought of her love for the other was strange and I was lonely and sad I was surreal, out of range. ahh I have tried not to cry not to scream or shout I've held myself inside and not let myself out but when I die one day then my tears will flow and my ghost will be nothing but sorrow The years they did pass and nothing changed except my feelings were stronger and my life strange I had people I knew and others I didn't I worked long hours dog tired and all bent To keep the thoughts of her lover from intruding my mind a strange sort of living the buried sort of kind. It got later than that later than I thought and things were doubled up and fraught but only in my head for outward I was calm I gave no signs of panic no cause for alarm but I felt I was spinning and starting to drown my smiles were shadows my laugher and frowns ahhh I have tried not to cry not to scream or shout I've held myself inside and not let myself out but when I die one day then my tears will flow and my ghost will be nothing but sorrow Johnny painted in the dark vultures and doubles and dogs that bark the cowled sun the break of day the misery and what the mystics say Oh Johnny didn't you hear the song didn't you hear how your love's all wrong You've got a lot of nerve was his first thought nobody cared and his days were fraught with the endless line that gets drawn along from horizon to where no one belongs Oh Johnny didn't you hear the song didn't you hear how your love's all wrong It was a familiar story and a heavy load there's an old man standing by the side of the road his eyes shine bright but his body fades memories and fears, hopes and decades catcher in the rye some kind of lament for the god who failed and was heaven sent Oh Johnny didn't you hear the song didn't you hear how your love's all wrong time to die the moonbeam said he was angry at that and shook his head and he trembled by the bar a mighty force that was a mirage of youth of course something buried but not to be forgotten and his mind hadn't reached the bottom and love was still what he had in mind when he found love in another kind Oh Johnny didn't you hear the song didn't you hear how your love's all wrong some know more and are true and right they still have the strength to love and fight they stil feel terror and still feel fright and so they know what it means to feel delight it's precious and real as real as can be I'm here so are you and what's real you can't see Oh Johnny now you hear the song you hear how your love's not wrong Oh Johnny now you hear the song you hear how your love's not wrongOh Johnny now you hear the song you hear how your love's not wrongOh Johnny now you hear the song you hear how your love's not wrong not wrong at all Side 3 you come and go you're fast you're slow There are calendars of seasons and places where myths grow and some people talk and are full of their thought but they don't go to the places where I like to walk down by the river and the simple glade where talk's cheap and love gets played you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun I forget the time and sit down in the grass with friends who talk and the moments they pass where nothing makes sense we're all confused by the way living on earth is and what gets refused is the meaning that would make sense of all of this the terror and hope where we're cursed and blessed you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun I loved you back then and I will once more the days are long and what we felt was before we knew there were times when the heavens will fall there are those who just feel nothing at all I watched Lennon and Yoko giving peace. a chance Jane Fonda and Ali with their olive branch you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun No president is king or above the law's reach and the time will burn and justice will teach no child should die no woman or man the battle will be done listen if you can and turn away from the fearful who rise who are frightened of the truth and keep telling you lies you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun spirits in the sky and spirits down below the people will rise and what will they know of the times long ago when the age was gold when heroes were born and their lives were bold and the horns were blowed by the city wall and the tyrants cry out and then dying they fall oh you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun in the dust of a palm and blistering sun.... of the times long ago when the age was gold when heroes were born and their lives were bold and the horns were blowed by the city wall and the tyrants cry out and then dying they fall oh you're here then gone something good something wrong look over your shoulder see the other one the ghost in the dust of a palm and blistering sun in the dust of a palm and blistering sun.... the moment when all the weeping starts touch your knees and cross your heart who doesn't somedays just want to die who lives without the rage and sadness and cries out into the world that doesn't care a shit for what you are what's what who's it who are you who am I and when will the question even be over then you don't know you don't know it's not even clear how the river flows and where life begins and does it end truths hardly real what poem you penned might be a sort of flight or a dive a way of saying that you're still alive but there's never anything so certain you fight veils see through the curtain black cat high above near the stars looks down on you with venus and mars caligari sleepwalker comes like a mystery dream nothing is real nothing's what it seems tender is the night it was made for you it was made for one it was dreamt for two the gentlemen are kind and tender the women have claws return to sender little poor rich girl lives in Gatsby's orgy fears for her life thinks it's a kind of forgery tears in the early morning dew tears when she knows what she's gonna do her heart is steel her mind iron forged and manacles clasp what her life disgorged she touches herself to remind some people of why her amphetamines and sleeping pills oh pussy willow and dead man's fingers nightmares and lust doubles dead ringers ply your trade and find the light good is bad what's wrong is right clasp a hook into your soul walk along with your begging bowl take up the word and ask forgiveness divine repose divine restiveness lady of fears and endless time you lose yourself in your storyline from the northern desert and the book lined home to the crowded city you still cry alone destiny and fate have made a circle of crimson what do you fear most life or extinction the sea rolls in on wave after another be my friend, be my all, my long lost lover round and round the bush we beat our madness and rage is never complete walk to the hill and then come on down let's walk on by I'll see you around listened to blonde on blonde like it was a map or wand that out of focus snap cartography yea a loose map a hundred years ago it seems I woke one day from all these dreams cadillacs and rockets and rolling stones rolling to the river's edge dead men's bones round and round these days seem to circle our souls and words make life kinda sparkle but is this blood here on my pillow death sentence by Keats weeping willow anxieties piled up in a mountain by a creek this is how it seemed brand new and antique weird animals with antlers and poems eyes that saw further knew what god knows round and round these days seem to circle our souls and words make life kinda sparkle but is this blood here on my pillow death sentence by Keats weeping willow never ending circles and roads where the beats roamed poems and voices and love and hearts uncouth uncombed bedraggled and beaten hardly alive but exactly what we needed to thrive spinning down into what might have been myths and fairy hollow promises of seeing fellow passengers see you all tomorrow but tomorrow it never comes quite straight and there's always a word that comes it comes too late round and round these days seem to circle our souls and words make life kinda sparkle but is this blood here on my pillow death sentence by Keats weeping willow see the cities and towns and the great brazen wilderness it's where we both had to pitch up and felt the tenderness of the hooting owl and the nightjar the roaming fox in the night where what seemed found was really lost round and round these days seem to circle our souls and words make life kinda sparkle but is this blood here on my pillow death sentence by Keats weeping willow wanted to send a letter it would have to ask but I never sent it wasn't up to the task wanted to know who you thought I might be needing too much didn't know what you'd see was I sitting in the park on a bench by a stream the day was passing by like someone else's dream you came in from the wilderness afar with pearls and knives wicked planets and stars when the dust had settled and the dying had died there was a new epic tale and a breakdown that cried out from the wilderness under a sheltering sky where we're going my love we're going to die I went to visit the fortune teller's daughter she told me what I needed and went on to the slaughter of innocence and when the time seemed ripe I strode out of here because I recognised your type you were a sight for sore eyes and a beaten track I loved you right away and never looked back yea the times they change like they always do I'd be left bloody and bleeding after loving you when the dust had settled and the dying had died there was a new epic tale and a breakdown that cried out from the wilderness under a sheltering sky where we're going my love we're going to die the hand that wrote it seemed to move on sheep in the meadow and a setting sun carpenter ghost and the face of doom tangled lives and webs of the infinite loom grab me a pencil and draw me a picture there's never been this in any kind of scripture she was older than the hills and young as a child her venom was potent her mind was wild when the dust had settled and the dying had died there was a new epic tale and a breakdown that cried out from the wilderness under a sheltering sky where we're going my love we're going to die she was judging herself against what she used to be she came from the gods that kind of strong family was alone and special and a precious cargo knew her life was a boatride a long long journey it was kill or be killed she had to make the right move there were those who would kill her she did all she knew to stay alive and more she became a new dream she took miracles and prophecies and whatever they mean into her mind which was boiling and hot she had stories to tell and some she forgot came once to the shore in bare feet and ragged knew that truth was something feelings added when the dust had settled and the dying had died there was a new epic tale and a breakdown that cried out from the wilderness under a sheltering sky where we're going my love we're going to die when the dust had settled and the dying had died there was a new epic tale and a breakdown that cried out from the wilderness under a sheltering sky where we're going my love we're going to die you spoke as if from an ancient text like prophecy we might drive but never escape the hostility what wriggles in the sand like a scorpion's last breath syllables and grains of sand counting to death. seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh they arrived late and entered the town walls there were card players playing and a dying fall the women were drinking or hanging out washing the men were bitter all twisted and coughing She was tall and slim and angry with her life she felt trapped and defeated didn't want to be his wife and he was a roving and looking at all the women he was tough and rich and unforgiving seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh the wanderer had just a mule and a sack was the sort who knows things comes from the other side of the tracks he sat in the corner and he smoked for a while and she couldn't help notice how he smiled seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh there was another she cared for and two timed her man a kind hearted soul where she ended he began so her heart was tormented by this impossible fate that came in with this stranger who sat there by the gate she wanted to run and she wanted to be free from the man she had married and return to the sea and travel by boat to a far away land where she could live a life she might understand seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh the cold man cursed her she felt like a shroud the stranger struck him down as if from a cloud and freed from her bondage she looked away to a future of dreams and a new kind of way the stranger he loved her his heart was intense but her lover was needing her his need was immense she was torn by the truth the church bell did ring she stole away with her lover but her heart felt nothing seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh to a future of dreams and a new kind of way the stranger he loved her his heart was intense but her lover was needing her his need was immense she was torn by the truth the church bell did ring she stole away with her lover but her heart felt nothing seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying ahhhhh seems life is a twist and life is a curse what you need you don't get you get something worse gratitude and pity condemns you to pain this is what this is, this is what this is saying Side 4 you added salt to my tea sat with your back to me your socks are wooly and divine you play a game on line have stars for eyes your words are sighs black cat no longer. a kitten philosophy poetry films I'm smitten I'm smitten I'm smitten ahhhhhh woah walk up the hill I take my fill you speak soft and gentle every moment free and accidental some things are forever your stories and twists you're ever so clever philosophy poetry films I'm ever I'm ever so smitten I'm smitten ahhhhhh woah Jubel and Pride and other kinds of beer Arsenal United and impossible tears in the way that you move the way you groove the way of the world how everything curls round your skull and your mind you're the farawy kind philosophy poetry films I'm of a mind a mind so smitten I'm smitten ahhhhhh woah you have friends and binoculars lovers and consequential philosophers I hate the guy with his lovable tricks who has your heart in a box of pick and mix but you travel by train and travel by foot you work in libraries in cafes with books that have depths and wisdom that reach out to the edge of the kingdom wish I had more to say could make you want to stay philosophy poetry films I'd say I'd say I'm smitten I'm smitten at the turn of the day it became clear that something needed to be said a simple thing like the ditch where he bled the sun hot overhead where the castle stands high on the mountain top I never want any of this to stop turn full circle you strangest of worlds let's try and try you beautiful girl bless you wherever you roam wherever you make your home whoever you become your ring and your Egyptian drum where the castle stands high on the mountain top I never want any of this to stop turn full circle you strangest of worlds let's try and try you beautiful girl the smiles on the people's faces the ladders to the stars the foreign places and donkeys and broken walls mangers where the redeemer falls and palaces with gold and silver men and women law men and killers roads that roll out to the sun old women who've nearly done where the castle stands high on the mountain top I never want any of this to stop turn full circle you strangest of worlds let's try and try you beautiful girl sewing machines and love in cars cinemas and novels affairs in bars sweepstakes and bets, gamblers debts where the rich idly get what fate gets your hollow smile your fulsome praise the pretty boys the pretty maids catch me a fairy by the toe bend it high flow deep below where the castle stands high on the mountain top I never want any of this to stop turn full circle you strangest of worlds let's try and try you beautiful girl what happened to the sex improvisations you thought we might you thought we might improvise hmmm what happened to the sex improvisations you thought we might you thought we might improvise hmmm what happened to the sex improvisations you thought we might you thought we might improvise hmmm you're a mean girl trying to be sweeter sitting in the bak seat the driver's head might explore you the world's too big outside the engines roar the trains roll on like thunder you wonder you wonder crossroads crosswires beaten track burning tires many miles and time passes you never stumble cocks and asses this is where the sune don't shine this is where what's yours is mine seven days and seven ships take the stern kiss the lips new port sounds and shopping writing poems and never stopping beer and drugs and whisy flows Baudelaire Verlaine and Rimbaud cafe table and the thoughts that flow to where the past and future never go hopes and fears you steer them all you sometimes walk most times you crawl your hand is writing your eyes shut tight there's a pressure here the earth is light swallow me and swallow it whole drink from the cup and eat from the bowl talk and then in silence walk don't come back we never talk who holds you now by the mystery lake who waits in line who gives and takes there are stars above and a pale pale moon some day you'll come I'll see you soon ahhhh honey you're my mystery the light is weird by the petrol station and the desert wide and endless lorries and cars and romance dreamt up out of nothing souls carried by the lonesome trains you hear them calling in the night you start to take flight mean and pretty without depth you start alone always that and fret you might not ever find a way to be someone else another day late is time its getting there you face yourself laugh in despair there's a cold cold hand that clutches your heart and there's all time to lose no were to start you start like a weasel or some carnivore you reach inside rise up from the floor like Lazarus you through off your death you smile a little take a deep breath and journey on a thousand miles you curse and frown your snarls and smiles are all the same they tell a story then another and another seking glory there's a golden beam and a blade that cuts there's a mind that's sharper no ifs no buts a clean line like in Ah Ying's life where she cuts up fish with a gutting knife and frowns inside and sits alone surrounded by those who want to call her home you stand inside an impossible space you mirror yourself stand face to face with time and desire and many things that you know are real that hope brings no more the feeling you're all alone and flowers and caskets flesh and bone come rattle the cage and step out the car the driver is you you know where you are and who are you being and where do you go and whatever you reap is whatever you sow pul down your masks the stories you tell throw a coin out into the wishing well narrow your eyes and steel yourself pull down the weapons from the shelf you're spinning towards the centre of the sun here you are here you come spinning towards the heat of the day spinning and spinning like a sun ray yea you're a sun ray a sun ray feel the heat feel the savage heat rip through the cosmos complete it complete it ahhhh yea love ya you're spinning towards the centre of the sun here you are here you come spinning towards the heat of the day spinning and spinning like a sun ray yea you're a sun ray a sun ray feel the heat feel the savage heat rip through the cosmos complete it complete it feeling strange like there's no place to stay no one but you and who knows if that's just today and tomorrow's never going to happen the same way nothing's going to be the same way oh stay, please stay count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay the world turns the moon's a fix the stars and planets meteors and eclipses I go shopping just to past the time I dream of living same as dying and all these changes and everything stuck here's to you babe and wish me luck count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay the train rolls in to each of the stations where am I going weddings funerals special ocassions or times that move at a slowe slow pace where everyone's a stranger no one knows your face the crowds form like waves on the shore they come and go I'm hoping there's more the candle burns in the glass of the window dark mirror and nightime and time flows the silence is deafening its like a hollow shout sometimes I think that I'm neither in or out like between paradise and hell that purgatory that leaves you stranded without any definite story count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay or too many. Sun bakes the paving stones I'm walking around not too far from home and you, what are you, these days of heat doubles up like repeat repeat and down by the old well beneath the elm trees there's a beauty there down on her knees count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay For sure there'll be a time and maybe it'll be soon when the truth will be known one morn or afternoon what will be spoken and what will stay hidden what will be allowed and who will be forbidden and when I come riding in on a horse from the west will you know what I want will I pass your test there's blood on the grass and a man of steel who's heart is too bitter and cannot feel but wants to take you away and refuses your pleas I'll left him dead as a stone with the worms and fleas I came looking for you yesI came straight back It's been a long time babe well fancy that count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay I came looking for you yesI came straight back It's been a long time babe well fancy that count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay So the times have changed and we'r enot who we were Some of got lost beneath a wandering star And others were thieves and stole what they wanted And others just left always discontented But I needed you and you were mysterious and loved and we laid down our lives as we knew we should count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay count down to zero keep counting you golden child though you're older than the hills and fierce and wild I love you now and will always stay Lay lady lay