SLAVE to the SQUAREwave

Year: 2000
Title: SLAVE to the SQUAREwave

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Tracklist:
1. The Hopeless Believers (4:24)
2. Transister (4:21)
3. Only The Rich Will Swing (4:57)
4. Kalifornea (4:48)
5. Taxi (3:58)
6. Heavy Bones (4:41)
7. The Last Days of September (5:35)
8. 1972 (5:02)
9. Summertown (4:13)
10. Supernatural (4:52)
11. Make It Wonderful (4:28)
12. Over You (5:33)
13. Say Goodbye (4:07)

Credits:
Produced & Engineered by Rob Stuart
ONEwave MANAGEMENT

Andrew Starr - Guitars
Rob Stuart - Synths, Programming, Percussion, Minimal Guitars
Don Williams - Drums & Percussion
Colin Troy - Lead & Backing Vocals, Programming, Guitars, Percussion
Guest Musician:
Richard Heyfron - Guitars, Clavinet, Rhodes, Bass Guitar

NEW YORK’S A GO-GO

A HEAD FULL OF KOOL-AID AND TINA SENSATIONS
BLOW OVER TRASHED BARS, SCRAPED OFF THE PAVEMENT
BLOOD IN THE STITCHES FROM THOSE WILD DIVA'D BITCHES
OH MY LITTLE BABY, MY SWEET LITTLE BABY

NEW YORK'S A GO-GO
AND EVERYTHING TASTES NICE
MOON OVER SOHO IS PEAKED ON THE EAST SIDE
ANGEL OF WARHOL COME KISS ME WITH YOUR SMILE
‘CAUSE NEW YORK'S A GO-GO....NEW YORK'S A GO-GO

FROTTAGE LIKE A REAL MAN BUT TREAT ME LIKE A LADY
SEXY 'NEATH THE LAMPLIGHT, SO VIRGINALLY JADED
GOD'S OF THE CITY SO CRUEL WITH NO PITY
OH MY LITTLE GREENIE, MY SWEET LITTLE GREENIE

NEW YORK'S A GO-GO
AND EVERYTHING TASTES NICE
MOON OVER SOHO IS PEAKED ON THE EAST SIDE
ANGEL OF WARHOL COME KISS ME WITH YOUR SMILE
‘CAUSE NEW YORK'S A GO-GO....NEW YORK'S A GO-GO

LIFE BURNS OUT WHEN YOUR 24!!!!!

SINNERS OF ST. AVENUE

THIS IS THE END AND THE LAST OF THE UNSTOPPABLES
THE DUSK OF THE DAY, THE 24TH HOUR OF YOU AND OF ME
NO MORE KINGS, NO MORE QUEENS, NO MORE JAMES DEANIAN DREAMS,
NO MORE DEFIANCE OR DYLANESQUE REBELS
AIN'T NO FISTS FULL OF FURY, AIN'T NO LAST MAN BE STANDING
THEY'VE ALL BEEN, THEY'VE ALL BEEN BETRAYED

AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE LOVERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE FIGHTERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE LOSERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE SINNERS OF ST. AVENUE

HERE IS THE EVE OF THE 2ND CLASS FADE AWAYS
THE BOULEVARD IS GONE, THE IRRELEVANCE HAS ROADED ITS TOLL
NO UTOPIAN HOPE, NO MORE NIEVE, NO MORE SOUL,
NO MORE SEEING THROUGH ROSE COLOURED GLASSES
WHERE”S YOUR FISTS FULL OF FURY, WHERE”S THE LAST MAN THAT’S STANDING
WE'VE ALL BEEN, WE'VE ALL BEEN BETRAYED

AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE LOVERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE FIGHTERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE LOSERS OF ST. AVENUE
AVENUE, AVENUE, WE WERE SINNERS OF ST. AVENUE

WE ARE YOUR FRIDAY NIGHT WORKING CLASS ZEROES
WE ARE THE PORCELAIN POETS HUNGOVER ON MIDDLE CLASS BLUES
AND AS THE BILLBOARDED UNIVERSE FLASHED OUT HOW ARE LIVES COULD BE BEAUTIFUL
WE SOMEHOW, WE SOMEWHERE, WE SIMPLY GAVE IT AWAY
I SOLD IT AWAY

WE WERE LOVERS, WE WERE FIGHTERS WE WERE LOSERS
WE WERE LOVERS, WE WERE FIGHTERS WE WERE LOSERS
WE WERE LOVERS, WE WERE FIGHTERS WE WERE LOSERS
WE WERE SINNERS OF ST. AVENUE
WE WERE LOVERS, WE WERE FIGHTERS WE WERE LOSERS
WE WERE SINNERS OF ST. AVENUE,
SINNERS OF ST.AVENUE
SINNERS OF ST.AVENUE

THE LAST DAY

APATHY I USED TO BE
BUT NOW I DON'T GIVE HELL OR HIGH REASON
SELLING YOU AND SELLING ME, WELL
WELCOME TO YOUR LIFE'S GRAND TREASON

ITS ABOUT THE END OF THE ROPE
ITS ABOUT THE END OF THE WEEK
ITS ABOUT THE END THE MONTH
AT THE END OF THE STREET
ITS ABOUT THE END OF A LOVE
ITS ABOUT THE END OF THE ‘BOUT
ITS ABOUT THAT TIME THAT I SHUT MY MOUTH

BABY, HOLD ME LIKE WE'RE LIVING FOR THE LAST TIME
HOLD ME LIKE WE'RE LIVING FOR THE
BABY, HOLD ME LIKE IT'S HAPPY EVER AFTER
HOLD ME LIKE WE'RE LIVING FOR THE

I'M SO CLICHED, I CAN'T FEEL IT
I'M SO BORROWED, I CAN'T FAKE IT
ONE STEP FORWARD, TWO STEPS BACKWARD,
WELL, HERE WE ARE TO FACE OUR "HAPPY EVER AFTER"

ITS ABOUT THE FINAL EVENT
ITS ABOUT THE FINAL GOODBYE
ITS ABOUT THE FINAL REGRET
AND THE FINAL LAST TRY
ITS ABOUT THE FINAL DECISION
ABOUT THE FUCK OF IT ALL
ITS ABOUT THAT TIME FOR OUR CURTAIN CALL

BIG CHANGE

BIG STEAM ROLLER.....CRUSHED UP, FLATTENED OUT, PULVARIZED
BIG MOUTH SOLDIER..SURRENDER NOW OR DO OR DIE
BIG BLING DEALER.....ADD MORE, BUY MORE, ROB YA BLIND
BIG BULLDOZER........BURIED 6 FEET DEEP IN B.S. LIES

DID THEY TELL YOU JUST WHAT TO THINK, WHEN THEY TAUGHT YOU THE ALPHABET?
DID THEY PAINT YOU A PICTURE BUT IT WAS ONLY IN BLACK AND WHITE?
DID THEY TALK ABOUT COMMON SENSE BUT FORGOT THAT YOU HAD A HEART?
WELL HERE COMES THE END..THE END OF YOUR AGE..HERE COMES YOUR JUDGEMENT DAY

BIG CHANGE IS COMING
BIG CHANGE IS CALLING
THE DAY OF YOUR FATE IS HARD TO IGNORE SO HANG ON, HANG ON LIKE NEVER BEFORE
BIG CHANGE IS WAKING
BIG CHANGE COME TAKE ME
THE LATEST TODAY WILL BE LIKE NOTHING ELSE SO HANG ON, HANG ON TO YOURSELF

GREAT BIG BROTHER...IVORY ORWELL'S AUTHORITY
GREAT BIG PICTURE....DON'T SEE THE FOREST FROM THE TREES
GREAT BIG PAPER......WHAT WOULD YOU, COULD YOU, SHOULD YOU BE?
GRAET BIG THINKER....BE LESS LIKE YOU AND MORE LIKE ME

DID THEY SCULP YOU A STATUE OF THE LABEL THAT YOU SHOULD FIT?
DID THEY FEED YOU THE RICHEST MEAL TO FIND THAT IT MADE YOU SICK?
DID THEY DRESS YOU IN FANCY CLOTHES TO REMIND YOU THAT YOU AIN'T THIN?
WELL HERE COMES THE END... THE END OF YOUR AGE...HERE COMES YOUR JUDGEMENT
DAY

THE TIME OF THE WAITING HAS BEEN MUCH TOO LONG
THE END OF THE ERROR HAS JUST BEGUN
LET GO OF THE OLD WAY...BRING INTO THE NEW
THIS GREAT BIG CHANGE IS LONG OVERDUE

MY SPINE IS A BASSLINE

WITH A CRACK FROM YOUR WRIST
BIG SMACK, A KISS
FROM YOUR FIST TO THE CHIN
STRAIGHT TO MY SLIPPED DISC
BOOT TO THE FLOOR, 10 SCORE, MORE SORE
BUT! I'M BOUCIN' BETTER THAN BEFORE
A CHECK TO THE NECK, BACKACHE,HIPPY SHAKE
TOO LATE! STOP SNAPPIN' OUT MY VERTABRAE
WHIP IT INTO SHAPE, SHAPE IT UP, GET STRAIGHT, GO FORWARD,
MOVE AHEAD, BEFORE I'M DEAD!

MY SPINE IS A BASSLINE

BASS OF PLASTIC, ELASTIC
SUPER-DUPER RUBBER BAND, HEAVY PROPHYLACTIC
SLINKY SLINGSHOT, MY MAMMA'S CRACK
IN FACT, "THANK YOU.... SHRIEKBACK!"
BRUISES FROM MY COLLAR TO MY BACKBONE,
TAILBONE, HIPBONE, WRISTBONE,FISHBONE
"HEAVY BONES"
BOUCIN' LIKE A BALL ON THE REBOUND
A RUBBER LOVER LATEX, WEARIN' OUT MY REFLEX!!!

MY SPINE IS A BASSLINE

JOHNNY 3:16

JESUS CAME DOWN FROM THE CLOUDS AT 12:00 NOON
THE HEADLINE IN THE PAPER'S STATES, "MESSIAH TALKING BRAND NEW TRUTH"
AT THE PRESS CONFERENCE I YELLED, "SON A GOD!...WHAT'S THE NEW PSALM?"
HE SAID, "THAT JOHN 3:16 JOKER REALLY GOT IT WRONG"

"IF YA WANNA GET TA HEAVEN!"

SNAP 4 FINGERS THEN YOU TWIST YOUR HIPS
SNAP 4 FINGERS AND TWIST ME OFF YOUR CRUCIFIX

THE PROPHETS AND THE POPE AND THE PREACHERS SAY GET BORN AGAIN
I WISH THEY'D TAKE OFF THEIR ROBES AND STOP LISTENING TO MY OLD MAN
EVERLASTING LIFE, BABY, NOW IT IS SO EASY TO DO
SALVATION OUT YOURSELF BY SHINING UP YOUR FAVOURITE SHOES

"IF YA WANNA GET TA HEAVEN"

JOHNNY 3:16
LIFE EVERLASTING

THEN THE CLOUDS OPENED UP AND HEAVEN'S LIGHT CAME SHINING DOWN
WITH ALL THE SAINTS AND APOSTLES AND THE ANGELS
MAN THEY WAS SOME GOOD LOOKING CROWD
AND AS JESUS ROSE AGAIN, HE LOOKED BACK AND BEGAN TO SAY
"SNAP AWAY YOUR SINS AND TWIST AWAY YOUR JUDGMENT DAY"

"IF YA WANNA GET TA HEAVEN"

NOTHING'S WRONG WITH THE WORLD

TURN OFF THE TELEVISION, TURN OFF THE RADIO
SWEET SOLITUDE FOR WE'VE GOT NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
TO THE ROOF OF THE TALLEST BUILDING, WE WILL DESPARATELY DISAPPEAR
I DON'T KNOW BUT ITS BETTER THAN BEING HERE

CHORUS

THERE'LL BE NOTHING WRONG ON PLANET EARTH TONIGHT
NOTHING'S WRONG AT ALL
NOTHING'S WRONG ON PLANET EARTH TONIGHT
THE CITY, SHE'S GROWN TIRED AS HER BABIES GO TO SLEEP
UP HERE IN HER QUIET AIR, WE BE FOOLISH AND NAIVE
FROM THIS 50 SOMETHING LOOKOUT, SKYSCRAPING A MILE HIGH
WE'LL BE KING AND QUEEN AND LOVE SUPREME
EVEN IF ITS FOR 1 NIGHT

BRIDGE

GONNA GIVE BACK HER COMPLICATIONS
GONNA SEND 'EM BACK TO HER SORRY WORLD
WE GOTTA THROW BACK HER ULTIMATEMS
AND SEND IT CRASHING BACK DOWN TO EARTH
NO MORE TIED BY HER SAD FRUSTRATIONS
WE'LL LEAVE IT FOR THE LONELY AND ABSURD
AND LIVE IN A SKYLINE CONSTELLATION
50 STOREYS UP ABOVE THE HURT

PET (PRESSURE, PRESSURE)

EXPERIMENT THE BEING, SCIENCE THE SAPIEN
BREAKDOWN THE FORMULAIC, SIGMUND OUT HIS DNA

ROPE IT UP, ROPE IT UP, ROPE IT UP, GRAB A HOLD AND SHUT IT IN THE MOUTH
TIE IT UP, TIE IT UP ,TIE IT UP, AND MAKE DAMN SURE THAT IT NEVER GETS OUT

KEY UP THE HATCH AND AFTER YOU CATCH IT
WHIP IT INTO SHAPE AND PUT IT IN A CAGE
A LITTLE SAVAGE FOR YOU, A LITTLE SAVAGE FOR ME
HOLD IT BY THE NECK AND WAIT AND SEE...THEN
GIVE IT A NAME, GIVE IT A NAME

PRESSURE, PRESSURE
THE ANIMAL'S IN LINE
WON'T BITE YA, WON'T BITE YA
BEWARE THE DANGER SIGN
PRESSURE, PRESSURE
SO WELL BEHAVED TODAY
COME AND LET ME PET YA
UNTIL IT BITES ME AWAY

ELECTROCUTE A LESSON, LAB IT IN A SCIENCE TEST
SQUEEZE OUT A TRUE CONFESSION, MAKE IT WORK, NEVER LET IT REST

SKIN IT UP, SKIN IT UP, SKIN IT UP, HEAR IT YELL THEN CLAMP IT IN THE MOUTH
SHUT IT UP, SHUT IT UP, SHUT IT UP AND MAKE DAMN SURE THAT IT NEVER GETS OUT

KEY UP THE HATCH AND AFTER YOU CATCH IT
WHIP IT INTO SHAPE AND PUT IT IN A CAGE
LET HIM IDIOT YOU, LET HIM IDIOT ME
GIVE IT NAME, GIVE IT A NAME

PRESSURE, PRESSURE
THE ANIMAL'S IN LINE
WON'T BITE YA, WON'T BITE YA
BEWARE THE DANGER SIGN
PRESSURE, PRESSURE
SO WELL BEHAVED TODAY
COME AND LET ME PET YA
UNTIL IT BITES ME AWAY

EVOLUTION NO. 9

INSIDE KEEPS A YELLIN' YELLIN'
PRIMATE STOP THIS EVOLUTION NO. 9
TAKE ME BACK TO YOUR JUNGLE NATURE
‘CAUSE MOTHER NATURE'S IN REVERSE THIS TIME.

TAKE AWAY MY EDUCATION
PHD INDOCTRINATION
PUT ME IN A TREE
AND MONKEY ME

BURNT OUT BY THE SIMULATED
GET ME OUT OF THIS MODERN CAGE
STRIP ME BACK TO THE EVOLUTION
BACK TO THE ERA OF MY PRE-DAWN AGE

TAKE AWAY MY BLACK RIMMED GLASSES
INSTITUTION OF DEBT AND TAXES
PUT ME IN A TREE
AND MONKEY ME

CIVILIZED, EUTHANIZED, HUMANIZE, MANKIND
BACK TO THE STATE OF EVOULUTION #9
JUNGLE, NATURE, MOTHER,TREE
JUNGLE, NATURE, MOTHER, ME

TAKE AWAY MY BLACK RIMMED GLASSES
INSTITUTION OF DEBT AND TAXES
TAKE AWAY THE SIMULATED
OVERRATED, FABRICATED
TAKE AWAY MY EDUCATION
PHD, INDOCTRINATION
PUT ME IN A TREE
AND MONKEY ME

THANK YOU VERY MUCH

A BEAT BOOMIN' FROM A CAR JUST AROUND THE CORNER
ITS THUMPIN’ BASS IS BANGIN ON THE INSIDE OF MY HEAD
BEADS OF WATER DRIPPIN' FROM MY CAN OF COCA-COLA
DRIPPIN' DOWN FROM MY HAND PUTTIN' OUT MY CIGARETTE

I'M BARELY HANGIN' ON BY THE STRING OF MY OWN EGO
AIN'T NOTHING GOING DOWN WHEN YOU BORED AND YOU ARE YOUNG
LOOK AT LITTLE MARY THERE, SHE'S SINGIN' FOR THE PEOPLE
SINGIN' FOR A FUTURE THAT WILL SURELY, TRULY COME

YOU'VE GOT TO GET, YOU'VE GOT TO GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER
YEAH A LOOK AROUND, THIS AIN'T JUST GOOD ENOUGH
YOU'LL LIVE YOUR LIFE, YOU LIVE IT FOR WORSE OR BETTER
IT'S ALL YOU'VE GOT
THANK YOU VERY MUCH

THE CLOUDS ABOVE SUBURBAN SKIES SHADOWS OUT THE HOUSES
YEAH THERE'S THE CAR THATS PUMPIN’ OUT THAT HEAVY DISCO TUNE
HEY, HEY DADDY, TELL ME, WHERE'D YA GET THOSE FUNKY TROUSERS?
$20 FOR A PAIR ON 11TH AVENUE

I'M BARELY HANGIN ON TO THE WANTS OF MY DESIRE
I'M BARELY HANGIN ON BY THE STRING OF MY OWM SHOES
UNCONSCIOUSLY AS COMMON, LIVING HERE IN URBAN NOWHERE
FEELIN' JUST SO COMMON, THAT I'VE NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE

LONDON BABY

NORTH AMERICAN ALIEN GONE ENGLISH LOVED BABY
I'M SPIKING ON A UK HIGH
CAN I BE YOU REFUGEE?
REFUGEE

WITH HER BLUE EYES OF BRIXTON AND CAN-INGTON HAIRDO
SHE'S CHELSEA DRESSED
A LITTLE EAST END SEXED
SHE CLICKIN' UP BRITANNICA WAY
UP YOUR WAY!

ROLL OUT THE CARPET, HERE COMES MY LONDON BABY
ROLL OUT THE CARPET, HERE COMES MY LONDON GIRL

THE DOL'S IN HER BLUE BLOOD
LIKE A SLAG OF THE ASCOT
SHE'S EAST END STYLE IN THE WEST END WORLD
THE MALL PUNK OF THE ANARCHY
MISS ANARCHY

IN HER BIG CITY TROUSERS
A LITTLE LESS SKOUSER
I'M A 'CA-NKY' KNICKERED ROYAL HI
OFF THE BOAT COME RESCUE ME
RESCUE ME

ROLL OUT THE CARPET, HERE COMES MY LONDON BABY
ROLL OUT THE CARPET, HERE COMES MY LONDON GIRL

UNION JACKY SAYS, "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY COUNTRY"
"GO BACK YOU MAPLE LEAF, BACK TO YOUR COLONY!!"

KICK ME BRITANNIA, HERE COMES MY LONDON BABY
KICK ME BRITANNIA, HERE COMES MY LONDON BIRD

SPIT ON ME

SOMEONE COME AND SPIT ON ME
HOT FEVER..3RD DEGREE
THIS HELTER SWELTER'S BURNIN' UP MY NECK
AIR SO THIN CAN'T BREATHE IT IN, AIN'T NO LACK OF OXYGEN
HOLY SHIT MAN! I'M NEARLY CHOKED TO DEATH

FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!!

SOMEONE COME AND SPIT ON ME
CHILL ME OUT AND GIMME SOME RELIEF
THIS HEAT BLAST IS CRACKIN' UP ALL MY SKIN
BLOOD'S ON FIRE, BUSTED NOSE
SMOKE AND ASH STINKIN' UP MY CLOTHES
HOLY HELL MAN!! I REALLY CAN'T STAND THE HEAT

FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!!

BRIDGE1

BARELY BREATHING IN THIS HUMAN HEATWAVE
IT'S BEEN A LONG HOT DAY OF DRINKING FILTHY WATER
THERE'S A SPARK INSIDE MY EYES
YOU GOTTA TELL ME HOW TO SURVIVE
YA CYNICALLY DO, YA CYNICALLY DIE
NO ONE GETS OUT HERE ALIVE

BRIDGE2

GOT TO SWEAT IT OUT AND FAT UP MY MOUTH
IT'S TOO LATE TO BE WORTH THE TRYIN'
I SAID WHAT I SAID, I DONE WHAT I DONE
IT'S TOO LATE TO BE WORTH THE CRYIN'
THE CRITICAL ONES, THE CYNICAL LIVES
ARE ALWAYS THE LAST TO BE LAUGHING
BUT DEEP INSIDE, ADMIT TO IT PUNK
YOUR A GODAMN WALKING DISASTER
THE CRITICAL ONES, THE CYNICAL LIES
ARE ALWAYS THE LAST TO BE STANDING
BUT ADMIT IT MAN, WE'RE ALL PATHETIC DISASTERS

GORILLA SWINGIN’ DISCOTHEQUE

SWINGIN LIKE AN APEMAN
YELLING LIKE HE'S TARZAN
BLUE TATTOOED, "F" TO YOU
WHAM BAM SCREW YA MA'AM
BOMBIN UP A LIFESTYLE
SPARKIN UP A FIREFLY
GENERATION TIMEBOMB
RINGY DINGY DING DONG

APED GIRLS DIGGIN APED BOYS,
BEATING SKIN AND BONE MAKING NAKED NOISE
THEY'S IS POSEUR PUNK, PSEUDO FUNK, CRASH COURSED, GET DRUNK, HIP HOP JUGGER "NOT"
100 KICKS STRAIGHT TO THE NUTS.

LET'S GO
TO GORILLA SWINGIN DISCOTHEQUE

HIS LIFE'S A 30 SECOND SLOGAN
PLASTIC LIKE A TROJAN
I.Q OF A MODEL
SUCKING MOMMY'S BOTTLE
BABOON BALLISTIC
Y.O.A STATISTIC
WHITE BREAD, SHAVED HEAD.
A SOCIAL JUVEY MISFIT.

MORON OF AN OXY-MORON
3 INCHES OF A HARD-ON
PUNCHED FACED, DISGRACED
PUT YOU BACK TO 2ND PLACE
A CASE OF BORN TOO SHOR
A CASE OF STRAIGHT TO COURT
KNUCKLE WALKIN, NO NECK,
GORILLA SWINGIN DISCOTHEQUE

LET'S GO
TO GORILLA SWINGIN DISCOTHEQUE

PUMPIN’ UP THE “P” HOUSE

FIVE STAR BROTHERS
FIVE STAR SISTERS
STAR CROSSED LOVER’S, BELIEVERS
BENEATH THE OPEN SKY
THEY GOT THE FEVER
AND THE FUNK IN THE FREEDOM
THIS IS THE SEASON, AIN’T NO REASON
FOR WHO, WHAT, WHERE OR WHY

PUMPIN’ UP THE “P” HOUSE
OUNCIN’ OUT THE BIG BOUNCE
STOMPIN’ UP AN EARTHQUAKE
FOR LOVE’S SAKE
GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE

THE GLITTER BABIES
AND THE FREAK ON LADIES
WITH THE GROOVE ON PEOPLE, THE BEAUTIFUL
IS SUCH A PRETTY VIEW
PUTTIN’ IN THE X’S BACK INTO THE SEXES
CHERRY KISSES ON THE LIPPS’S
TELL ME WHO ARE YOU

PUMPIN’ UP THE “P” HOUSE
OUNCIN’ OUT THE BIG BOUNCE
STOMPIN’ UP AND EARTHQUAKE
FOR LOVE’S SAKE
GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE

GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE, GIVE IT
GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE, GIVE IT
GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE, GIVE IT
GIVE YOUR HEAD A SHAKE, GIVE IT

GREAT ESCAPE

CAST AWAY THE CROSS OF WHAT WE BARE
INTO THE DEPTHS OF OUR DOOMED OVERTURE
ESCAPE OUR DESTINY TO NO RETURN
TELL ME BABY JUST WHEN WILL WE LEARN

THE SITUATION LEAVES US COLD AND THAWED
JUST THE PRICE OF LOVE WILL HURT THE HEART
EITHER WAY WE’VE ONE HOUR TO DECIDE
JUST ONE DAY TO LIVE OUR LIVES

WE FOLLOW THE LAWS OF WHAT WE LOVE, WE CAN BEGIN TO WORRY NOW
YOU HOLD MY HAND I HOLD YOUR HEART, TO THE DAY OF OUR NEW START
AND EVEN AS WE TRY TO DREAM , OUR LOVE IS ALL THAT HAS TO SPEAK
WE MAKE THE WORLD JUST GO AWAY, LET US START OUR OWN ESCAPE

LET’S BREATHE A BREATH BACK INTO YOU AND ME
BEFORE THE FALL OF OUR SOLES CASUALTY
AND AS THE WORLD CONCLUDES ITS DESPERATE SONG
WE CAN SAY OUR LOVE HAS JUST BEGUN

WE FOLLOW THE LAWS OF WHAT WE LOVE, WE CAN BEGIN TO WORRY NOW
YOU HOLD MY HAND I HOLD YOUR HEART, TO THE DAY OF OUR NEW START
AND EVEN AS WE TRY TO DREAM, OUR LOVE IS ALL THAT HAS TO SPEAK
WE MAKE THE WORLD JUST GO AWAY, LET US START OUR OWN ESCAPE

YOUR LOVE’S MY GREAT ESCAPE

YOUNG AND BORED

LE CHATEAU LEPERS POSED WANNABE TOUGH GANGSTAS
FOLLOW THE DREAMS OF THE “HOPELESS BELIEVERS”
HE’S CURSED OFF AND HE’S CUSS’S OFF THE RULES
WHEN IT SUITS HIM UNKIND, YEAH BUDDY I’M NOT THAT BLIND.

DRESS ME IN FAKE TOMMY AND I’LL TELL YA THAT I LOVE YA.
MY GIRL DIGS MY BODY AND SHE DRINKS UP MY LIQUOR.
SUBURBAN BLUE TOSS OFF SHE MAKING’ ME SPILL ON THE GROUND,
SHE’S BETTER WHEN SHE’S LYING DOWN.

CHORUS
I AM THE YOUNG AND BORED
I HAVE LOST CONTROL
I AM THE CHOSEN ONE
I AM THE LONELY ONE.

PEDESTAL ME AND DIG MY COOL BAD BEHAVIOR.
ITS HARD WHEN YOUR SEARCHING FOR A REVOLUTION SAVIOR
SO DON’T FRAGILE HIS YOUTH OR HE WILL FRACTURE YOUR
PEACE LOVING’ SMILE.
HE’S SIGN OF DESIGN
LOCK ME UP AND THROW AWAY THE KEY TO MY OWN FUTURE
MY GIRL DIGS MY BODY AND SHE DRINKS UP MY LIQUOR
HEY GENERATION X Y Z SELL ME A SHARE OF YOUR TIME
BUT I CANT AFFORD YOUR PRICE THEN MAYBE SOMEHOW THE KIDS WILL BE ALRIGHT

BRIDGE
GIVE ME COOL WITHOUT GAP
DON’T MARKET ME NO CRAP
CAUSE I’M A MIDDLE CLASS MISTAKE JUST WAITING TO HAPPEN

I AM THE YOUNG AND BORED
I HAVE LOST CONTROL
I AM THE CHOSEN ONE
I AM THE LONELY ONE.

VOODOO SEX

YOU’RE MY CARNAL VOODOO OF LOVE
PUT A LITTLE SPELL ON ME
LOVE UNCONSCIOUS DIZZITIZED, BLINDED ‘TILL I JUST CAN’T SEE
I’M BLESSED BY THE CURE OF YOUR SPOOKY CHARM
YA SAVE ME WITH YOUR SIN AND GRACE
YOUR VELVET TOUCH IS NEVER ENOUGH AS YOU LIFT ME TO A HIGHER PLACE

YOU VOODOO ALL OF MY SENSES
SPOOK ME OUT OF MY WORLD
WITH ALL OF YOUR LOVE AND SEX
I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF

HYPNOTIZED BY YOUR BIG BROWN EYES
YOU SIMPLY LEAVE ME SHORT OF BREATH
THERE’S A WILDCAT IN YOUR KARMA CHILD
LEAVE ME IN A STATE OF CARESSES
CHRISTEN MY LIPS WITH YOUR DEVIL KISS
COME DRUG ME WITH YOUR ANIMAL LOVE
POSSESSED, BAPTIZED AND PORNOFIED
I JUST CAN’T GET ENOUGH

JUST WHEN THE CUP HAD RUNETH OVER
YOU GOT A HOLD OF MY..
JUST WHEN I PRAYED THAT YOU HAD GONE
YOU GOT A HOLD OF MY..
JUST WHEN I CROSSED YOU OUT OF DANGER
YOU GOT A HOLD OF MY LOVE
YOU GOT A HOLD OF MY LOVE
YOU GOT A HOLD OF MY..

I WILL NEVER SEE THE SAME
I WILL NEVER HEAR THE SAME
I WILL NEVER SPEAK THE SAME
I WILL NEVER FEEL THE SAME

YOU VOODOO ALL MY SENSES
SPOOK ME OUT OF MY WORLD
WITH ALL OF YOUR LOVE AND SEX
I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF

YOU VOODOO ALL MY SENSES
SPOOK ME OUT OF MY WORLD
I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF
WITH ALL OF YOUR LOVE AND SEX

T.M.I.

DIZZIED BY THE LINGO, BECAME STUPID BY THE STRAIN
BODY’S LOST ITS TEMPERATURE, EARTHQUAKE SHAKING UP THE BRAIN
STUCK BETWEEN SOME DEAD END ROCK AND CAUGHT UP IN THEIR RUT
RUNNING ON A ONE WAY STREET BUT ITS LIKE RUNNING OUT ON LUCK

SO I CRAMMED INTO MY SARDINE CAN, TWISTED UP MY FACE
LIPS HAVE LOST ITS WAY TO SMILE, SOME B.S. STINKING UP MY SPACE
RAN UP TO A BROTHER, PLEASE TELL ME WHERE I AM?
WHERE YOU ARE IS WHERE YOU’LL BE AND WHAT YOU ARE IS WHO I AM

T.M.I. IN MY HEAD
LOSING ALL COMMON SENSE
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND

NO B IN MY LIBIDO, SKULL HAS GONE TOO SOFT
THIS MEDIOCRE FISHBOWL IS LIQUIDATING UP MY THOUGHTS
FLUNG LIKE A CIGARETTE THAT’S STILL SOAKED IN SOMEONE’S DROOL
GOD HOOK ME UP AND LIFT ME HIGH AND SAVE ME FROM THIS DROWNING POOL

NO REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR AS MY NOSE BEGAN TO BLEED
CRAWLED INTO THE WALK-IN ON BENDED BACK AND BENDED KNEE
TELL ME DOCTOR, TELL ME
TELL ME I’M NO FREAK
YOU’RE 3 PARTS HOMOSAPIEN AND 1 PART HUMAN BEING

T.M.I. IN MY HEAD
LOSING ALL COMMON SENSE
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND
IT’S BLOWING UP MY MIND

MAYBE I’M TOO TRITE OR MAYBE I AM IRRESPONSIBLE
ITS FUNNY HOW YOU BECOME SANITIZED AND ANALYTICAL
OR JUST THE WAY YOU END UP LIVING OVER APATHETICAL
I CANNOT BE THE ONLY, PHONY ONE

PANIC

TROUBLE IN THE HEAD, FRIG OUTA LUCK
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA SAVE ME
PILL TO THE BRICK, SEE IF IT CAN STICK
SOMEBODY’S GONNA BREAK ME
FLIP OF THE COIN, CLICK OF THE FINGER
TRICKY LITTLE TRICKSTER
HOT HEADED FLASH, NO LITTLE JOKE
ONE MOMENT THEN IT’S OVER

I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN MAKE A STAND FOR A FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT
ILLOGICAL OVER MISFORTUNES LEFT ME RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT

OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK

PANIC ON THE LEFT, PANIC ON THE RIGHT
HAS STOPPED MY LUNGS FROM BREATHING
ONE MINUTE MORE, TWO MINUTES LESS
THE DAY THAT I WENT MISSING
JITTER IN THE BRAIN, JOLT TO THE SOUL
IS BOUNCING’ THROUGH MY BODY
THREE MINUTES MORE, FOUR MINUTES LESS
I’M SHOCKING BACK THE MONKEY

I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN GROW THE GUTS FOR A FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT
HAP HAZARD PSYCHO BABBLING SHRILL HAS LEFT ME RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT

OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK

THE ANIMAL IS SHOWING IT’S BITE
NO EASY WORD WILL TAME IT THIS TIME
SOME DAYS IT’S BETTER, SOMETIMES HE’S LIKE THIS
SOMETIMES I’M…..


PANIC ON THE LEFT, PANIC ON THE RIGHT
JITTERED IN THE BRAIN, JOLTING’ THROUGH MY SPINE
A LAPSE OF LOGIC, NO LOBE CONTROL
ANXIATAION, MAKE SENSE? NO!

I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN MAKE A STAND FOR A FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT
ILLOGICAL OVER MISFORTUNES LEFT ME RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT

THE ANIMAL IS SHOWING IT’S BITE
NO EASY WORD WILL TAME IT THIS TIME
SOME DAYS IT’S BETTER, SOMETIMES HE’S LIKE THIS
SOMETIMES I’M…..

OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK, OUTA LUCK,

I’M OUTA LUCK, WAY OUTA LUCK, SHIT OUTA LUCK

CATAPULTING

RICOCHETED TO STRATOSPHERE
SLING SHOTS BULLETING INTO MY EAR EAR
DOUBLE POWDERED, FUSED DYNAMITE
BLOWING THEIR BRAIN UP TO THE SKY, OH MY

FAT LIPPED FIASCO
THEY BURNT THE CANDLES
BIG LIP SURVIVAL
THOSE WORDS ARE RIFLES
JUST GET RIGHT OUT OF HERE

BIG SHOUTIN ROUNDABOUT
DETONATING HEADS BLOWIN INSIDE OUT, OUT
FATLIPPIN INSULTS FLY
PUTTING OUT THOSE TONGUES OF FIRE, OH MY

ILL-TEMPER, TEMPER
BOYS EASE THE PRESSURE, SHHAA, SHUT UP
EYE TO EYEBALL
BIG LIP SURVIVAL
JUST GET RIGHT OUT OF HERE

150,000 M.P.H.
IT’S EGO CRASHING, IT’S A D.O.A.
OPEN THE DOOR BOYS; IT’S TIME TO JUMP TO YOUR FATE
CATAPULTING UP INTO THE SKY
FREE TO FALL OR IT’S FREE TO FLY
OR A SUIT YOURSELF SUICIDE

COOL IT DOWN, BREATHE IN
SOOTHE THE PULSE, FEEL IT

A BIG SHOUTIN ROUND OF FUSED DYNAMITE

POLAROID

A MID-WEEK KARMA TUESDAY
A NO-NAME DINNER FOR TWO
A PEPSI ON MY TV TRAY
THERE IS FIGHTING ON THE TALK SHOW
AND FIGHTING DOWN THE HALL
I WISH THAT THEY WOULD STOP

THE SMELL OF GOODWILL IN MY FURNITURE
AND GOODWILL IN MY CLOTHES
THESE OLD SHIRTS NEVER LOOKED SO COOL
I LIKE THE NICOTINE ON MY CEILING
THE RETRO IN MY RUG
MY BARE FEET’S NEVER FELT SO GOOD

IT’S BEEN YEARS SINCE I’VE BEEN HAPPY
IT’S BEEN A CHANGE FROM ONE EXTREME
INCASE YOU HAVE BEEN WONDERING
HERE’S A POLAROID OF ME

VIRGIN MARY COMES TO ME
AS A STAIN ON A BATHROOM TILE
I HOPE SHE PLANS ON STAYING LONG
‘CAUSE THAT THIRD FLOOR MUFFLED STEREO
PUMPING THROUGH THE WALLS
I PRAY SHE’D SHUT IT OFF

THERE ARE CRACKS THROUGHOUT MY WINDOW PANE
AND BURNOUT ON MY STOVE
COINCIDENTALLY APRA-PEAUX
BUT I’M COMFORTABLY CASUAL
AND ELEGANTLY BROKE
MY SOLE IS FAR FROM BEING POOR

I HOPE THAT YOU’VE BEEN HAPPY
WITH A CHANGE IN EVERYTHING
WELL HERE’S A PERSONALIZED POSTCARD
BABY, HERE’S A POLAROID OF ME, A POLAROID OF ME

SAY HI TO YOUR MOTHER AND HOW IS YOUR DAD
THOUGH THINGS AIN’T BEEN TOO EASY
IT’S REALLY NOT THAT BAD
I MAY NOT LOOK RESPECTABLE AND I MAY NOT LOOK TOO CLEAN
BUT IF A PICTURE PAINTS A THOUSAND WORDS
THEN BABY HERE’S A THOUSAND WORDS OF ME
A THOUSAND WORDS OF ME

A POLAROID OF ME

SATELLITE

SAID GOODBYE TO EARTH
AND DISAPPEARED
INTO OBLIVION A HIGH CHANDELIER
WHERE AM I LOVE
FOR THE NIGHT SO CRYSTAL CLEAR

PULLED FROM THE WRECKAGE THAT I
CRASHED TODAY
HOW I LONG TO SEE YOUR PRETTY FACE
KISS ME BACK TO LIFE, LOVE
BRING ME HOME TO YOU
I’M A SATELITTE , LOVE
CRASHING DOWN TO YOU

SO LONG TO THE HIGHS
SO LONG IS THIS FIGHT
I’M A SATELITE, LOVE
AND I’M BURNING OUT FOR YOU

NO MORE SPINNING ‘ROUND IN ETERNITY
NO MORE FALLOUT OF MY PAST DEBRIS
I’M SO TIRED MY LOVE
TIRED OF BEING ME

TOO MANY YEARS IV’E FLOATED
HAVE COME AND GONE
AND FROM THE CLOUDS THAT I AM BURNING DOWN
NO MORE PILOT LIFE, LOVE
I’VE JOURNEYED HOME FOR GOOD
I’M A SATELLITE, LOVE
BURNING OUT FOR YOU

SO LONG TO THE STAR
SO LONG TO THESE SCARS
I’M A SATELITE LOVE
I’LL COME CRASHING DOWN FOR YOU

BABY DON’T LIKE NO DISCO

SHE’S MY LATTE AT A STARBUCK
AUX NATURAL, A LITTLE STAR STRUCK
WITH HER BIG POUTY MOUTH AND SOME BIG PUSSY HAIR
SHE’LL KNOCK YOU DOWN WITH HER HIP HUGGIN’ STARE
SHE’S GONE DYLAN AND FATALISTIC, PARIAH, CHARMED AND EGOTISTIC
TALKIN’ TOO GOOD FOR THE SIMPLE MAN
BUT HER TWO LEFT FEET CAN’T MAKE HER DANCE

BABY DON’T LIKE THE DISCO, BABY DON’T LIKE NO RHYTHM IN HER HEAD
BABY DON’T LIKE IT TOO SLOW, ‘CAUSE BABY DON’T LACK NO RHYTHM IN HER BED

SHE DON’T LO-FI, SHE DON’T TECHNO
SHE’S A THROWBACK COMMIE LOVED REJECTO
SHE SAYS THIS “E” GONE TO MY HEAD
DON’T LIKE YOU ‘CAUSE YOUR DISCO’S DEAD
SHE’S MY ADDICTION, A CONTRADICTION
I HATE MR. DYLAN WITH A PASSION
TALKIN’ TOO GOOD FOR THE SIMPLE MAN
BETCHA HIS TWO FEET CAN’T MAKE HIM DANCE

BABY DON’T LIKE THE DISCO, BABY DON’T LIKE NO RHYTHM IN HER HEAD
BABY DON’T LIKE IT TOO SLOW, ‘CAUSE BABY DON’T LACK NO RHYTHM IN HER BED

A CHICK BIZARRE, A RETRO CURIOSITY
FIFTH YEAR IN COLLEGE AND STILL NO DEGREE
NO MODERN LADY IT’S NOT IN HER SCENE
I DIG MY BABY AND THAT’S ALRIGHT WITH ME

BABY DON’T LIKE THE DISCO, BABY DON’T LIKE NO RHYTHM IN HER HEAD
BABY DON’T LIKE IT TOO SLOW, ‘CAUSE BABY DON’T LACK NO RHYTHM IN HER BED

BABY DON’T LIKE THE DISCO, BABY DON’T LIKE NO RHYTHM IN HER HEAD
BABY DON’T LIKE IT TOO SLOW, ‘CAUSE BABY DON’T LACK NO RHYTHM IN HER BED

TWICE IN A LIFETIME

NO SECOND CHANCES, THAT AIN’T WHAT’S OFFERED.
MY CONFIDENCE IS ALL BUT SHATTERED
NO FANCY THING, IT DOESN’T MATTER
CAUSE IF ITS WORSE, IT DON’T GET BETTER

WHY CAN’T I FEEL THE SAME AS YESTERDAY
I’VE FIGURED OUT THE DEAL BUT ITS MEANINGLESS TO SAY
I CANT IMAGINE HOW I GOT SO SERIOUS
SOMEONE CAN YOU STOP ME FROM
TRIPPIN’ OVER MY FEET.

TWICE IN A LIFETIME, TWICE IN A LIFETIME
SAY NO MORE SAY NO LESS
SAVE ME ‘FORE THEY THROW ME AW-A-A-A-A-A-Y

DELIRIOUS IS WHAT’S BECOME,
FORGET THE LOSS, ITS WHAT YOUR LEARNING
JUST COUNT TO TEN, TOO LATE FOR REASON
ITS SAFE TO SAY, MY BRIDGE IS BURNING

WHY CANT I SEEM TO SINK IT IN MY HEAD
I’VE FIGURED OUT THE DEAL BUT I’M SOAKING IN MY SWEAT
I CANT IMAGINE HOW IT GOT SO SERIOUS
SOMEONE CAN YOU STOP ME FROM SLIPPING’ OUT OF MY SKIN.

BRIDGE
GO, STOP, MOVE, STUCK, JOB, LOVE, SHELL, SHOCK,

TWICE IN A LIFETIME, TWICE IN A LIFETIME
SAY NO MORE SAY NO LESS
SAVE ME ‘FORE THEY THROW ME AW-A-A-A-A-A-Y


TWICE IN A LIFETIME, TWICE IN A LIFETIME
SAY NO MORE SAY NO LESS
SAVE ME ‘FORE THEY THROW ME AW-A-A-A-A-A-Y

STRIKE OUT

CAN YA CALL OFF THE DOGS? THEY’VE BEEN TOO CLOSE TO THE BITCH.
YOU’RE A TAIL SHAGGED CREATURE, ONCE YA TURN TWENTY SIX
AND YOU SAID
HEY BABY, HEY BABY DON’T YOU DARE TO STOP ME
YOU’LL NEVER NO NEVER I WOULDN’T EVEN BOTHER

YOU WEAR YOUR GLASS JARED SLIPPERS AND SOME RENTED LINGERIE
WELL IT’S A LITTLE TOO COZY
AND THAT’S BAD NEWS TO ME
THE I SAID
HEY HONEY, HEY HONEY, DON’T YOU DARE TO STOP
YOU’LL NEVER NO NEVER, I WOULDN’T BE YOUR SUCKER!
OOH YEH!

STRIKE OUT, HUH
STRIKE OUT HUH
STRIKE OUT HUH
STRIKE OUT HUH

BRIDGE
GOING ROUND IN CIRCLES FROM ONE END TO THE END
EVERYBODY LOVES YOUR HURRICANE
NO ONE LEFT TO BORROW
NO ONE LEFT TO STEAL
YOUR BLACKED OUT ON THE BURNER BABY
IS ALL YOU FEEL, FEEL, FEEL

YOU SAID, HEY BABY, HEY BABY DON’T YOU DARE TO STOP ME
YOU’LL NEVER, NO NEVER I WOULDN’T EVEN….

PLEASED TO MEETCHA

24 HUNDRED AND FIFTY SEVEN STEPS
A HANDFUL OF CHANGE, THE TURNSTILE ON THE LEFT
ELEVATING DOWN AND OUT OF SIGHT
THE FIRST SUBWAY SECOND SEAT ON THE RIGHT.

TWO DOLLARS FIFTY CENTS FOR A CUP
DOUBLE CREAMED, SUGAR COFFEE BURNS IN MY MOUTH.
SEVENTEEN STOREYS ELEVATING UP
EIGHT FIFTY NINE UP ON THE CLOCK

PLEASED TO MEETCHA
PLEASED TO MEETCHA.

ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY MINUTES ‘TILL MY LUNCH
SEVENTEEN STOREYS ELEVATED DOWN
THIRTEEN PEOPLE WAITING IN A LINE
FOUR DOLLAR SANDWICH BURIED IN THE GROUND.

FOURTEEN FIFTY NINE AND A HALF MINUTE MORE
THIRTY SECONDS I’M OUT THE DOOR
ELEVATING DOWN AND OUT OF SIGHT
FIRST SUBWAY CAR, SECOND SEAT ON THE RIGHT.

PLEASED TO MEETCHA
PLEASED TO MEETCHA

767 IS MY CREDIT CARD
767IS MY DEBIT CARD
767 IS MY OHIP CARD
767 IS MY HOCKEY CARD
767 IS MY DRIVERS CARD
767 IS MY RENTAL CARD
767 IS MY MENTAL CARD

PLEASED TO MEETCHA
PLEASED TO MEETCHA

SAY GOODBYE

I WANNA GIVE BACK MY PART OF CIVILIZATION
TRADE IT ALL IN FOR A COUPE DE WHATEVER
AND A PACK OF CHERRY MENTHOL HOMEMADES
GRAB MY STASH AND LET THE REST OF THE WORLD WORRY
ABOUT BEING A FEW BUCKS SHORT OF AN INCOME
JUST REV IT UP, MAXIMIZE, UTILIZE UNTIL WERE
500 MILES AWAY FROM WHERE WE’VE ALWAYS BEEN TO

SAY GOODBYE.....

GOD, JUST TO FEEL THE HOT SUMMER EVENING TEASE THE
INNER PARTS OF OUR SANITY
THE WIND, YOU LOOKING AT ME, ME LOOKING AT YOU
JUST THROWING OUR HEADS BACK AND LAUGHING AT IT ALL
NO ROCK MUSIC
NOTHING BUT A FEW BARS OF NOTHING AND THE NICEST SCOTCH WE CAN AFFORD
PULL UP TO THE CHEAPEST TO BIT TWO BY FOUR SIDE SHACK
AND CATACLYSMICALLY BOUNCE OF OUR DESPERATION

SO HEAR WE ARE, TWO COMMON LOSERS
STUCK IN A CHEAP WHORE’N BEDROOM
AND DRUNK ON THE FUMES OF LOST INHIBITIONS
AND STEALING TIME, STEALING TIME, LOVE IS KIND
UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT
RIGHT NOW LIFE COULDN’T GET MUCH BETTER.

SAY GOODBYE......

OVER YOU

THE POLITICS OF
OUR KIND OF BEAUTIFUL LOVE
I’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND IN ME
CAUSE I GAVE YOU MY HEART
THEN I GAVE YOU MY SOUL
THAT YOU TOOK AWAY FOR FREE

WELL HERE I COME TO REASON
WITH MY HEART HELD IN MY HAND
I’M OBSESSED FOR YOUR AFFECTION
‘CAUSE YOU ARE ALL THAT I HAVE

OVER YOU
I JUST CANNOT GET MYSELF
OVER YOU

WELL I’VE COME HERE TO SAY
THAT I NEED YOU TODAY
YESTERDAY WAS WHAT WE HAD
BRING ME BACK INTO LOVE
IT’S SOMETHING THAT I DREAM OF
IF YOU COULD ONLY TAKE ME BACK

WELL HERE I COME BELIEVING
WITH A GUN HELD TO MY HEAD
I’M OBSESSED FOR YOUR PERFECTION
CAUSE YOU ARE ALL THAT I AM

OVER YOU
I JUST CANNOT GET MYSELF
OVER YOU

MAKE IT WONDERFUL

HOLY HEAVEN
HOLY SOMETHING’S GONNA GIVE
IT’S GONNA GIVE AT THE SEAM
IT’S NO REAL THING
BUT A DRAWN OUT FADED PICTURE IN BANALITY

ARE YOU OPEN
DO YOU KNOW THAT SOMETHING’S
COMIN’ ROUND TO KNOCK DOWN THE DOOR
WHAT’S THE WORRY
WE CAN FIGHT IT IF WE WANT TO
BUT IT’S GONNA TAKE MORE & MORE & MORE

SO C’MON, C’MON
MAKE IT WONDERFUL

A COLLISION
A COLLIDING
IN THE DIFFICULT FUTURE OF ME
IT’S THE REAL THING
AND IT’S DRAWN INSIDE THE CIRCLES OF MY APATHY

IT’S OK, DON’T HESITATE
CAUSE NOTHIN’ EVER HAPPENS IN A WORRIED STATE
WE’LL FIND WHAT WERE LOOKIN’
IF WE KNOW WHAT TO SEEK
NOW THAT EVERYONE IS WINNING IN A LOSING STREAK

SO C’MON, C’MON
MAKE IT WONDERFUL

SUPERNATURAL

SUPER SUPERSTITION
HAS GOT ME SHAKIN’ TO MY KNEES
IT’S A SUPER INTUITION
THAT’S TURNED MY LOVE FROM MAKE BELIEVE
THERE’S NOTHIN’ GREATER
ABOVE THE GROUND
AIN’T NOTHIN’ LIKE YOU BABE
TO TURN ME UPSIDE DOWN
YOU LIFT ME HIGHER
HIGHER THAN A DREAM
YOU’RE SUPERNATURAL
BETTER THAN YOU SEEM

SUPER UNIVERSAL
A SHINING LIGHT INSIDE MY SKY
SHE’S A SUPERSTAR OF ANGELS
MY COSMI-DELIC ASTRALCHILD
THERE ARE STARS ON YOUR PURPLE DRESS
AND SPARKLES ON YOUR SHOES
IT’S HAPPY EVER AFTER
CAUSE YOU’VE NOTHIN’ LEFT TO DO
YOU’RE WOMAN UNIVERSAL
A GODDESS OF MY DREAMS
YOU’RE SIMPLY EVER NATURAL
MY LITTLE CELESTINE

SUMMERTOWN

THE DEAD MAN PSALM
THE DEAD MAN PSALM
IS GONNA BOTTLE ME UP AND DRIFT ME DOWN
TO SUMMERTOWN

JUST DROP ME OUT AND DRIFT ME HOME

A POOR BOY SINGIN’ A J.D. BLUE
WITH NOTHIN’ TO LIVE FOR
AND NOTHIN’ TO LOSE
JUST LOST & FOUND

GUESS I’LL JAG A CAR AND DRIVE ON DOWN
TO SUMMERTOWN

A BLUE SKY MORNIN’
AND RED SKY DAWNS
THE BIG SUN SPILLIN’ IT’S BLOOD ON DOWN
IN SUMMERTOWN

JUST LEAVE ME LOST AND NEVER FOUND

IF FREEDOM’S A HIGHWAY
OF LIBERTY’S ROAD
THE FREEDOM SURRENDERS ALL MY SOUL
RIGHT HERE & NOW

DELIVER ME UP AND DRIFT ME DOWN
TO SUMMERTOWN

1972

YOU HAD COFIDENCE & GRACE
WITH A SMILE ON YOUR FACE
THERE WAS NOTHIN’G, YOU COULDN’T DO
I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER YOU
IN NINETEEN AND SEVENTY-TWO

IN THE PASSAGE THAT YOU MADE
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE
THERE WAS NOTHIN’ YOU COULDN’T DO
I CAN’T NO, NO I CAN NOT FORGET YOU
IN NINETEEN AND SEVENTY-TWO

WE HAD IT ALL
WE HAD OPINIONS FULL OF POWER
WE WERE LOVE’S CALL OF GLORY
IN OUR SUNDAY NIGHT MOVIE
AND EVERYTHING WAS OURS
AND EVERYONE LOVED US NOW EVERY DAY’S PASSING
BYE BYE BYE

FROM THE JUNGLE TO THE SEA
AND THE SWEET SMELL OF VICTORY
THERE WAS A TIME, IT BROKE FREE
IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED IN ’73
BUT THIS IS ME & YOU
IN NINETEEN AND SEVENTY-TWO

IN NINETEEN AND SEVENTY-TWO

THE LAST DAYS OF SEPTEMBER

STANDING UPON A STORMY GROUND’
THE SMOKEY SMELL OF AUTUMN’S CALL
AND THE WIND BLOWS HARD TO PULL US ‘ROUND
FOR WINTERS BLANKET WON’T BE LONG

AS SLEEPERS DREAM OF STORMY CLOUDS
A FIRELIGHT WILL BURN A SHROUND
ON THE BACKS OF LOVERS TO KEEP THEM WARM
AND SHELTERS THEM WITH ALL IT’S LOVE

YES I’M HOLDIN’ ON
THIS I WILL REMEMBER
GUESS WE BOTH BELONGED
TO THESE MOMENTS OF SEPTEMBER

THE DAYLIGHTS WARMING SEPTEMBER MORN
A FROZEN WINDOW BEGINS IT’S THAW
SIMMERING COFFEE ON THE STOVE
KISS ME BAY, I’M SO IN LOVE

GOIN’ BACK TO REMEMBER

TO THE DAYS OF SEPTEMBER

THE LAST TWO DAYS OF ….

CHILL THE COOL OCTOBER SUN
FOR THE END OF SEPTEMBER HAS JUST BEGUN
COME COLOURS OF NATURE COLOUR US LOVE
WITH THE FALL OF THE HEAVENS FROM UP ABOVE

AS SLEEPERS WALK THROUGH STORMY NIGHTS
A CANDLE REFLECTS IN THEIR EYES
AND INTO THE HEARTS OF THE LOVERS’ DAWN
WILL WAKE THE FROST OF AUTUMN’S LOVE

HEAVY BONES

I’M A DAY TRIPPER
A KRISHNA FLIPPER
HANGIN’ MY HEAD IN OUTER ‘BURBIA
BETTER THAN THIS TO BE BETTER THAN THAT
MAMA LEAVE ME ALONE
I’M A LAZY CAT
LIKE A LAVA FLOW
I’D RATHER TAKE IT SLOW
LIVIN’ A LIFE COMATOSE
I’D RATHER SIT AND SMOKE
MAYBE READ A BOOK
GOTTA A SERIOUS DOSE OF THE

HEAVY BONES
HEAVY BONES

SOME WILL CALL ME SLACK
DON’T YOU GIMME YOUR JACK
MAKE IT RUSH, MAKE IT PUSH
GIVE A HEART ATTACK
I’M A MIDDLE CLASS, WHITE ASS
MOTOR CRASHED, JUNK TRASHED
IN MY BLOOD FLOWS THE JOHNNY BLACK
IT’S A MISSION
NO COMPETITION
EVERYBODY’S LOVE IS WHAT I AM WISHIN’
I’D RATHER SIT AND SMOKE
WHILE I’M COMATOSE
GOTTA SERIOUS DOSE OF THE

HEAVY BONES
HEAVY BONES

IT’S HARDER TO GET UP
THAN TO GET DOWN.

TAXI

MODERN GIRLS IN MODERN CARS
MOTO BUILDINGS, HOW BIZZARE?
CABERNET AND CANDY CLOTHES
CHEAPENED THRILLS IN POWDERED SOULS

SOMEONE IS CALLING SOMEONE SAYS HEY MAN
Y’OUGHTA COME AND TALK TO ME
THERE’S A SOUTHWIND THAT’S BLOWING
AND I KNOW THAT I’M GOING
TO THE 21ST CENTURY

SO TAXI DRIVER CAN YOU HURRY
ALL THE WAY TO SOUTHSIDE
WITH THE TEMPERATURE RISING
IT IS THERE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO STAY
IT’LL BE O.K.

CARMEN GHIAS CHEVEROLETED
NEON SIGNS AND SILVER BLADES
DESIGNER COFFEE, VELVET RYE
DRUGSTORE COWBOY SAY BYE BYE

SOMEONE IS CALLING
MY BABY SAYS HEY MAN
I’LL MEET YOU THERE AT LESTER B
WITH A SOUTHWIND TO NOWHERE
IT’S TIME THAT WE GET THERE
AND LEAVE BEHIND OUR MISERY

HEY TAXI DRIVER CAN YOU TAKE
ANOTHER LEFT AT PARKSIDE
CAN YOU STEP IT A BLOCK
STRAIGHT AHEAD ONTO THE GARDINER WAY
THERE’S A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN AND
SHE GOT A POCKET FULL OF SUNSHINE
WITH TWO TICKETS IN HAND
WE’RE GONNA STEAL AWAY A DESTINY
EVERYTHING’LL BE O.K.

KALIFORNEA

OUR SECRET TWIST OF FATE CAME FAR TOO QUICKLY
A SILENCE THAT IS SURELY HURT WITH ENVY
IS DESPERATELY LOADED
IN A LOVER’S GUN

A FUTURE THAT WAS HOPEFUL
IS BUT NOW A QUIET CONVERSATION WITH A PICTURE
AND THESE MEMORIES ARE BURNIN’
BY A BIG HOT SUN

IMAGINATION IS DECEIVING
YOU’LL NEVER UNDERSTAND MY TRUE BEFIEF IN THE
LOVER’S WORDS OF PASSION
“YOU REALLY WERE THE ONE”

BUT IT’S A JEALOUS KALIFORNEA IN THE WINTER
THE DAYS WILL BARELY WARM YA
AND THE NIGHTS ARE ALWAYS SO MUCH COLDER
DESPITE THE DESERT SUN

I NEVER NEEDED ANYTHING BUT
BUT ALL YOUR LOVE
YOU WERE MY HEART
MY TRUE CONVICTION
SENT FROM GOD ABOVE
I NEED TO HEAR YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME
YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND
THAT JEALOUSY IS LOVE’S AFFLICTION
IT’S WHAT MAKES ME A MAN

BLINDED BY A VISION
IS WHAT MAKE’S LOVERS LAST DECISION
IF IT TAKES TO KEEP MY LOVE FROM LEAVING
KALIFORNEUM

SO REST YOUR HEAD MY DEAR, NOW THAT IT’S OVER
THE SANDS OF KALIFORNEA WILL ALWAYS WARM YA
THE NIGHTS ARE NEVER COLD THERE
IN THE DESERT SUN

ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO CALL YOU
BUT MY NOTHIN’, CARNAL-CASUAL SATURDAY LOVER
I LIKE THE SWEET SMELL OF STRANGER SEX
YOUR REFLEX IN MY HEAD LEAVES ME LIKE NO OTHER

I DON’T REALLY HAVE TO LOVE YOU BABY
THAT’S THE BEAUTIFUL THING
BUT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO LOVE ME
ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

MY DIRTY LITTLE HABITS
KEEP ME CRAWLIN’ BACK TO YOU FOR SOME AFFECTION
SO PAY YOU UP AND LAY ME DOWN
AND DROWN ME IN ADDICTIVE BLUE INFECTION

I DON’T REALLY HAVE TO LOVE YOU BABY
THAT’S THE BEAUTIFUL THING
BUT IF YOU REALLY WANT TO LOVE ME
ONLY THE RICH WILL SWING

CURE MY LONELINESS WITH CARESSES
AND HEAR MY DESPERATE SIGHS OF CONFESSION
LOVES EMPTINESS AND WASHED OUT ILLUSIONS
I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH MY FEAR AND CONFUSION
TO REALIZE A BASTARD LIFE
OF MISERY & PAIN & STRIFE
NOT FAILED BY ACCIDENT BUT DESIGN
YOUR LOVE FOR ME PORTRAYS THE CRUELEST KIND
TRUE LOVE L’LL NEVER FIND

TRANSISTER

ON AMEL LOVIN’ TRANSIT HITS
DONE BY HARD-ON MOTORISTS
AFFECTIONATELY
(FROM A DOWNTOWN LANE TO A LIMOUSINE)
THE HEADLIGHT HALO TAXI CABS
BATHED IN PORNOGRAPHIC CASH
HER DIRTY KNEES
(WITH A PERFUMED SMELL OF GASOLINE)

SHE MOVES WITH MY MONEY
MORE THAN ANYONE THAT I’VE SEEN
SHE IS INSTANTLY CONNECTED
TO THE ONE THING THAT I NEED
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE TO LOVE HER
ALWAYS DOIN’ WHAT I CAN
SHE’S FANTASTICALLY A WOMAN
AND I’M TRAGICALLY A MAN

TRANSISTER

INTIMATELY FATAL
FROM THE LIQUOR LOVIN’ CRADLE
LAW’S A SAVAGE LOVE
(IN THE NEON BURNIN’ EVENING SUN)
THE CHANDELIERS OF RAINDROPS FALL
AS PAVEMENT TRADE WITH ALL IT’S SADDEST KINDS OF LOVE
(AND MADDEST KINDS TRAGIC LOVE)

SHE IS ALL THINGS ALL ABANDONED
NATURALLY AND IN EXTREME
SHE IS INSTANTLY CONNECTED
TO THE ONE THING THAT I NEED
SHE MEANS MORE THAN JUST MY MONEY
MORE TO ME THAN BUT A STAND
CAUSE I’M TRAGICALLY A WOMAN
AND I’M TRAGICALLY A MAN

TRANSISTER

LITTLE RED DRESS

THE HOPELESS BELIEVERS

THEY CAN CALL US TWO LONESOME BELIEVERS
BUT THERE’S HAS YET TO COME
YEAH, WE’RE HOPELESSLY UNGROUNDED
WITHOUT MUCH AND DESPERATELY UNDONE

LOST WITHIN A NIGHT TIME TO NOWHERE
AT A COST OF ONE’S OWN BLOOD
FORGET TODAY, TOMORROW AND NEXT YEAR
AND FALL HOPELESSLY IN LOVE

YES I AM A DREAMER
YES WE ARE A SUN
GOD I HOPE IT GETS US SOMEWHERE
IF TOMORROW EVER COMES

THE STARLESS SKY IS TAPPING AT OUR WINDOW
AND CRYING OUT OUR NAME
IT’S MOON SHINES A SLIVERED MIRROR
NEVER TO DAWN IT’S OWN DAY

IT’LL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
NEVER HEAR A SINGLE WORD
FORGET THE SKY, THE MOON AND HER SORROW
AND LIVE HOPELESSLY IN OUR WORLD