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Letras: Masters of the Universe

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01. Little Girl (With Blue Eyes)
02. Simultaneous
03. Blue Glow
04. The Will to Power
05. Dogs Are Everywhere
06. The Mark of the Devil
07. 97 Lovers
08. Aborigine
09. Goodnight
10. They Suffocate at Night
11. Tunnel
12. Master of the Universe [Sanitized Version]
13. Manon


LITTLE GIRL (WITH BLUE EYES)

You're just a
little girl (with blue eyes)
Everybody looks at you
(well, it's your day)
and you're
stepping from the black car
but you'll be getting back in soon
(and on your way)

Little girl (with blue eyes)
there's a hole in your heart
and one between your legs
You've never had to wonder
which one he's going to fill
in spite of what he said
You'll never get away
hey
you'll give it up one day
come what may

Dad's not got a shot-gun
but his look's enough to murder you
(see what you've done)
and forget about the paintings
cos you'd better get the washing done
(oh something's wrong)

Little girl (with blue eyes)
there's a hole in your heart
and one between your legs
You've never had to wonder
which one he's going to fill
in spite of what he said
You'll never get away
hey
you'll give it up one day
come what may

Face down on the pavement
chalk lines round your little hands
(hit and run)
and now a
mother sits in silence
in a darkness she can't understand
(where you've gone)
Oh

Little girl (with blue eyes)
there's a hole in your heart
and one between your legs
You've never had to wonder
which one he's going to fill
in spite of what he said
You'll never get away
hey
you'll give it up one day
come what may.


SIMULTANEOUS

Oh, there's a place for you
You'd better stay in it
A place for everything
and of course all you can do is talk about it
Oh, you've got it all
Yes you've got it all
Yes you've got it all
You've got it all
It let you down
Now it doesn't seem so simple
that dirt gets everywhere
And your mouth won't get you out of it
standing naked, standing bare
Oh you knew it all
Yes you knew it all
Yes you knew it all
You knew it all
It let you down
Now see it all burning, your contract in ashes,
your clean-living lovers. your reasonable wishes,
your time-tabled kisses, your well-rehearsed phrases,
your separate bedrooms, your forbidden places,
you're out on the moorland, you're naked and bleeding with no
kind of shelter
and no place to hide in, you're screaming for mercy, abandoned,
forsaken, you're screaming for mercy and then you awaken
La la lala lala lala la…
Oh.


BLUE GROW

So late looking up at your window
as it bathes me in your
blue midnight glow
I wonder why you're not sleeping
and I wonder
if you could know

Tonight
make it tonight
Tonight
make it tonight

Crouched down by a bush at the roadside
I watch as
you pass me by
Lost down by the side of the river
and no light comes
from the empty sky

Tonight
make it tonight
Tonight
make it tonight

I left home at midnight
made for the horizon
no sense of direction
I walked on for miles,
oh I hope that I find you
I hide from the headlamps
no lights in the window
the whole town is sleeping and somewhere you lie,
oh, I wish I could find you
Oh I'm lost by the river
my clothes are in tatters
my face scarred by branches
I shiver with cold,
no, I don't think I'll find you

Tonight
make it tonight
Tonight
make it tonight
Won't you make it tonight?
Oh say you'll meet me tonight
Won't you make it tonight?
Say you'll meet me tonight.


THE WILL TO POWER

Walking from the scene of some humiliation feeling like a dog.
Walking from the scene of some romantic triumph feeling like
God.
Walk towards the small town lights, felt brighter than the lot
of them,
can have anything, can never fail.
The will to power, the force of destiny and efficiency.
Generations glimpse the high pitch, play it for real,
four billion spectators look on;
judging, analysing, losing; sinking, swimming, striving,
longing, failing.
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;
suck and sate, forces of fate.
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit, a simplicity.
The only choice, the only voice, in the darkness.
The only choice, the only voice.
1933, where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the toffs slumming it?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty?
Walk towards the small town lights, felt brighter than the lot
of them,
can have anything, can never fail.
The will to power, the force of destiny and efficiency.
Generations glimpse the high pitch, play it for real,
four billion spectators look on;
judging, analysing, losing; sinking, swimming, striving,
longing, failing.
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;
suck and sate, forces of fate.
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit, a simplicity.
The only choice, the only voice, in the darkness.
The only choice, the only voice.
1933, where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?


DOGS ARE EVERYWHERE

Dogs are everywhere
almost everywhere
that I go
They have too much and then
They have too much again
and then more
They leave their
scent behind them
everywhere they go
Oh dogs are everywhere
that I go
Oh dogs are everywhere
almost everywhere
that I go
They have too much and then
they have too much again
and then more
They leave their scent behind them
everywhere they go
Oh dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
that I go
They always wag their tails
at all the pretty girls
and older women
They find their own way in
and they rip up everything
that I believe in
Sometimes
I have to wonder
about the dog in me
Oh dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
that I go
They get down on all fours
when you walk through the door
They whine and beg around your feet
like a dog for something sweet
They sink their teeth in you
they're tearing you in two
Remains are buried out of doors
Oh I want some more
I want some more
Sometimes
I have to wonder
about the dog in me
Oh dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
oh dogs are everywhere
that I go
Sometimes
I have to wonder
about the dog in me
Oh dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
yes dogs are everywhere
that I go
that I go
that I go
that I go
Everywhere
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere
Dogs are everywhere.


MARK OF THE DEVIL

The mark of the devil is upon you
Your look is no happier than mine
Damnation is waiting in the mirror
but you shouldn't mind
Their legs start a feeling in your stomach
Their eyes knock you backwards with a glance
Your pride sinks unnoticed in the river
given half a chance

And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
and a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
but you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of
feeling
but you fidget and your heart is growing cold

Smiles left unfollowed start to haunt you
Chances that perished long ago
The devil is waiting in the bathroom
with your worthless soul
The years pull their weight down on your cheekbones
the nights out are hanging from your waist
The years float like dust held in the sunlight
with an aftertaste

And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
and a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
but you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of
feeling
but you fidget and your heart is growing cold
La la lala lala la la…
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
and a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
and you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of
feeling
but you fidget and your heart is growing cold
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
and a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
and you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of
feeling
but you fidget and your heart is growing cold
La la lala…
Oh…


97 LOVERS

Ninety-seven lovers
twisted out of shape
and just one kiss
could set them straight
Ninety-seven lovers
twisted out of shape
and just one kiss
could set them straight

I know a woman
with a picture of Roger Moore
in a short towel and dressing-gown
pinned to her bedroom wall
She married a man
who works on a building site
Now they make love beneath Roger
every Friday night

Ninety-seven lovers
twisted out of shape
and just one kiss
could set them straight
Ninety-seven lovers
rose to meet the sun
and when the day was over
there were only ninety-one

Another I know
well, she laughs too loud with her friends
playing it safe on the surface
to give her heart time to mend
and then one day without warning
he walks unannounced through the door
and he picks her heart up off the table
and he watches it smash on the floor

Ninety-seven lovers
twisted out of shape
and just one kiss
could set them straight
Ninety-seven lovers
rose to meet the sun
and when the day was over
there were only ninety-one.


ABORIGINE

Starts so slowly, just a place to stay
Somewhere warm where they can spend their days
Air is stagnant and he feels unclean
Hair hangs greasy and he smells obscene
Something's happened and it's not so good
broken bottles in the face of love
Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light
Nylon sheets to keep them warm at night
Once it's started it can never stop
fills his head with a dark damp fog
In the distance is a constant cry
growing louder as the years go by
Days get longer and he starts to drink
spews his stomach in the kitchen sink
Tells his children they should have respect
Tells his wife that she's a nervous wreck

He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all

Can't be bothered when it's all the same
leave it long enough, it goes away
In the meantime stomach turns to fat
She tries to tell him but he can't have that
She's only jealous and she's telling lies
Standing naked in his flesh disguise
It took him months to get her into bed
now he's got her he just wants her dead
She wants excitement and she needs romance
all she gets are dirty underpants
Stupid animal that can't know why
something's wrong so someone has to die
The wind is blowing and the rain falls down
Sends his family on a trip down town
Sees them die in a burning wreck
Sees them burn, smokes a cigarette

He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all

He knows he's finished but he can't stop now
and he wants to end it but he can't see how
and it's all in pieces, thrown it all away
Oh, but he's not ugly, he just looks that way
And he wants some quiet and he needs it now
but the scream he's started's getting far too loud
and he still pretends he does it just for now
His day will come he'll lose it all somehow
Killing time until his ship arrives
been dead ten years but he's still alive
and the time is wasted and the ship has sunk
but he hasn't noticed and he comes home drunk
and he's just dead weight, he'll never leave the ground
He tries to stand but he keeps falling down
and it's hard to know he doesn't count for much
He's not a has-been, just a never-was
Oh he hates his wife and he hates them all

He hates his wife and he hates them all
Hates his wife
Hates them all.


GOODNIGHT

Now it's coming to the end of the evening
The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk out of place
Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the yellow streets
past rows and rows of houses
curtains drawn tight against the cold night air
to a flight of stairs
which lead to a room
where a bed is waiting for you to lie down
perhaps alone, perhaps not
and go to sleep again

They wait alone
in unused rooms
they sit and they remember
Oh, please remember
So you lie on your back in the dark
and listen to the blood rushing in your ears
and the soft "tick, tick, tick" of your watch against
the mattress springs
Patterns merge behind your eyes
Purple and green, glowing gently
and all is soft with furry darkness
You yawn once
turn on your side
and fall to sleep again

They wait alone
they bathed your eyes
when nights were cold
Remember
Oh, please remember

There's something you've forgotten
When you awoke later that night the bedroom was cold and you
were alone
Alone and afraid of the dark
Watching
Waiting
Watching
Waiting
As you lie on your back
naked beneath the cold sheets
Not dead, just sleeping
Sleeping
And you will never wake again.


THEY SUFFOCATE AT NIGHT

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TUNNEL

The tenth of July, 1985
Don't ask stupid questions
I had nothing to do I was bored
I had, I had not
Fifteen weeks since the light has gone
Fifteen weeks with the same shirt on
A thousand bodies stink and sweat
and somebody's trying to roll a cigarette
Clean mister
Clean mister
Clean missed her
Just relax and enjoy it, it's nothing really.
Let's get you out of these damp clothes,
just lift yourself up,
get those dreadful trousers off.
You'll feel so much better afterwards.
Just close your eyes and let it ooze all over you.
Trickling down your back warm and sticky.
Isn't that nice?
No don't speak, just let yourself go,
sink, sinking down deeper and deeper and deeper.
At 3 o'clock that morning I awoke in an unfamiliar room
in my hands like sodden paper
a thick, glutinous pale green liquid
sunlight through net curtains
6, 000 miles an hour into brilliant white light.
There's a brass band playing somewhere.
Roll on your back and wait for the talbum.
But what's that?
Pull back the linen sheets to find the shirt
they peeled off your back only two hours before
the bed tips sideways.
No
and to one day wake up in green fields with the sky blue above
me.
And to be clean again.
But I know I'll never be clean again.


MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE [SANITIZED VERSION]

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MANON

Manon
Manon
keeps a corpse in his home
Manon
Manon
picks the flesh from her bones
Manon
Manon
Manon
Manon
hard and white as a stone
Manon
Manon
sits alone, all alone
Manon
Manon Manon
Oh, Manon
Manon
Manon
leave her body alone
Manon
Manon
put a match to your home
Manon
Manon
Manon
Oh, Manon
Dans les jardins
on peut voir Manon
un enfant de quarante-cinq ans
Ca femme est morte
oui, c'est vrai
mais il cueillit la peau de ces os
Derriere les arbres
il voit une jeune fille
en jouant avec son frere
Il les approche
Je vous renonce Manon
Vous etes un vrai chien
Laissez son corps en paix Manon
Manon.