Alternate
Route To Vulcan Street
Sometimes I ponder
What if the Sun and Sea
Should merger
Over my shoulder
With Irish lakes
And Seoul suburbia
Abandon ship
Take me up
High aloft to peace
I didn't know
That you would take it to heart
I didn't know
That it would break us apart this way
To much
Too soon
Good buy
Yeh! Yeh!
Sidewalk Serfer Girl
Patti Whitebull fell asleep for 15 years
Then unexpectedly she woke to joy and tears
She ordered pizza and then asked about her kids
They're all grown up now on the reservation grid
Sidewalk Serfer girl
I'd do anything to catch you falling
Sidewalk surfer girl
I'd do anything to be with you, sometimes
Since Patty fell asleep things got so extreme
Surfer boys and girls searching for a dream
Paraglide from space die your bungee best
Set yourself alight whilst famine kills the rest
Sidewalk Serfer girl
I'd do anything to catch you falling
Sidewalk surfer girl
I'd do anything to be with you, sometimes
She fell through the net
Tarred and feathered girl
Sidewalk Serfer girl
I'd do anything to catch you falling
Sidewalk surfer girl
I'd do anything to be with you, sometimes
(Drawing) Rings Around
The World
You expose the film in me, we're drawing:
Rings around the World
Sooner or later we will melt together
And draw:
Rings around The World
With all those meteoric stones
And all those sheep they never clone
I am glowing radioactive
We draw
Beams around The World
Wish you could see us when we're at our best now:
We draw Rings around The World
With cans of Post Water in tow
We gonna vaporize your soul
Earth will become Saturn II
With all those Rings around The World
Tetsuo II became me and you
With all those rings around the World
And all those Body Hammer blows
We're drawing Rings around the world
[Telephone] :'Ring! Ring!'
[Human]'' Hello!'
[Telephone]:'Ring! Ring!'
[Human]:'Hello!'
[S.F.A]:'Rings around The World'
It's Not The End
Of The World?
Why?
When you fall asleep
Before the end of the day
You start to worry
Like when the taxi comes
To take you away
When you're in no hurry
Yet as our hair turns white
All the stars still shine
So bright, above
At least
It's not the end of the world
Why?.
We could live it large
Because we're only old once
Let's make a difference.
Turn all the hate in the world
Into a mocking bird
Make it fly away
Yet as our hair turns gray
Everything is far
From A. O.K
At least it's not the end of the world.
Receptacle For The
Respectable
It took a long time for me to get over
Your incredible ways
And now I'm minded to wipe out the memory
Of the way you behaved
I was so gullible
But now I'm cynical
I took some time out to study your actions
Of how you painted towns red
And if my worse fears came to fruition
I'm shure you'd leave us all dead
You're a recepticle
For the respectable
We're all seseptable
To the Incredible
Welcome as a storm cloud
In the late December gloom
Subtle as a nail bomb in the head
You came to me in peace
And left me in pieces.
Recepticle for the respectable
[A] Touch Sensitive
[Instrumental]
Shoot Doris Day
Shoot Doris Day
Out of the way
In the pouring rain
Sentimentality pause
As Jimmy Stewart ignores
Her question
People never stay the same
It's a fight between the wild and tame
I've some feelings that I can't get through
Even to you my friend.
Wasting away in vain
Oh! Mercy
Victor Panache
Lost his moustache
In a P.R war
Public relationship tears
No one would touch him
For years
People Never stay the same?
Rushing around in vain
Don't tempt me.
People never stay the same
It's a fight between the strong and lame
I've some feelings that I cant get through
I'll just binge on Crack and Tiramisou
Nothing ever stays the same
Without to much fun and halibaloo
Animals don't stay the same
Ive some feelings that I cant get through
Without turning to a military coup
Miniature
[Instrumental]
No Sympathy
I have no sympathy for you
You make me realise
The who I am
I have no sympathy for thee
You make me realise
The who I am not
Sympathy, sympathy
You want some:
Don't come to me
Don't try me for sympathy
I don't feel sorry for thee:
You deserve to die
I have no adjectives for you
And have no feelings
For the who you are
I feel no empathy for you
You make me realise
The who I am not.
Sympathy, sympathy
You want some:
Don't come to me
Don't try me for sympathy
I don't feel sorry for thee:
You deserve to die.
Juxtapozed With
U
It's easy when you know how
To get along without Biff! Bang! Pow!
And if I see that you're fed up,
I'll stop and give you a leg up.
Over priced unreal estate,
Surreal estate,
The highest price they've hit to date,
Creating new divides and tension.
You've got to tolerate,
All those people that you hate,
I'm not in love with you,
But I wont hold that against you,
You've got to tolerate,
Some of those people that you hate,
I'm not in love with you,
But I wont hold that against you.
This is a tale of 2 city/situations,
Mutual appreciation,
Away from narrow pre-conception,
Avoiding conflict hyper-tension,
Non-phobic word aerobic.
This was my domain,
Till someone stole my name.
You've got to tolerate ...etc.
Let's get juxtaposed, juxtaposed,
Just suppose I juxtapose with you...
Presedential Suite
Monica and naughty Billy
Got together something silly,
Holy wars out of lusty minutes
Another Cuban cigar crisis
Honestly! Do we need to know
If he really came inside her mouth?
How will all this effect me now and later?
You know that we belong
In a Presidential Suite,
Armed guards in the street
Waving back at those who greet
And when I look over,
Over my shoulder,
I can't see my past
It seems so far away.
Found an icon that gave him a hard one
Little Boris just can't help himself
Got so hot
In the decedant nineties
Pass another vodka dear
We can dance
Till the early hours of the morning catches up
Then we'll return to business:
If there's any of it left!
You know that we belong
In a Presidential Suite,
Armed guards in the street
Waving back at those who greet
Yes indeed!
You know that when we met
There were Fireworks in the sky
Sparkling like dragonflies
Spelling all bad folk must die
And when I look over,
Over my shoulder,
I can't see my past
It seems so far away.
It seems so far away
Far away
Run! Christian,
Run!
Rapture
Waiting to capture that moment
Postponement
Suspension of rational movement
And bang on the hour of twelve
To a forest clearing we'll delve
With guns to our heads
For we know
That Heaven awaits us
Dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun
Run! Christian, Run!
Roaming
Roaming from all tribulation
Leaving
Leaving behind all damnation
With women and children in line
The men will then gather behind
With knives to their throats
They'll depart on the midnight train to Jordan.
Still dreaming of that perfect home by the
Sun
Run! Christian, Run!
Still wishing for that perfect home by the
Sun
Come! Kingdom, Come!
Fragile Happiness
Well that fragile happiness
Keeps me from forgetting
That this fragile happiness
Keeps me afloat when I'm sinking
The first generation
Caused such a sensation
Gave all an elation
But I'm in deep space 9
Hitting wormholes all of the time
But that fragile happiness
Stops the nightmares when I'm sleeping
And where Catholics confess
From my guilt there's no escaping
We'll go to Miami
Take old friends and family
We'll stay out and party
Does Will Smith lie?
Does he ever break down and cry?
