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1. _ Evil Man Ii
("you will have a baby, a monster, an evil monster conceived in your womb, as big as i am small, and possessed by the devil himself!")
Born to refuse
Raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove
By post-colonial prudes:
Speaking is evil, silence is evil, exile is evil, [...] is evil, [...] is evil, [...] is evil, [...] is evil, the future is evil
Evil man
Evil man
Evil man
Evil man
Here comes the fun
Blink and it's gone
Blacken the sun
Yell as you run:
"i am the demon, i am the demon..."
(evil man, evil man...)
Evil man
Evil man
Evil man
Evil man
("you're like a [...?]")
(evil man, evil man...)
("you will have a baby, a monster, an evil monster conceived in your womb, as big as i am small, and possessed by the devil himself!")
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2. _ 1,000,000%
("tonight the [...] is going to begin.")
You could tackle the trainer then run for two days
Through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain
She appears in a hail of carbon and steam
With a hissing of brakes and a fire-alarm scream
Chorus:
Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please--1,000,000%, 1,000,000%
And you cannot escape her--no creator!
And you love and you hate her--no creator!
And you should have [...]--no creator!
You're no fuckin' saviour--no creator!--chorus
("oh, dear, what a mess.")
It's the [...] disaster, run faster and faster
Run, run, run!
Let me in, let me in...
("what a little whore you are!")
("oh, my god.")
("can i piss on your friend?")
The new day dawns and another one spawns
The new day dawns and another one spawns
[...?]
("the herald of the new age!")
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3. _ Gary Numan's Porsche
In a half-faced mask made of tinted glass
Walking streets of creased wet concrete
Where her curse [attacks] sometime
By the screaming chain-store signs
You can feel each bruise with each shakey hoof
Which conveys her through this limbo
Where the blue lights [at full tide]
Deny the facts of her life
When you ruled by his [????]
[by his broken his children]
You beat up on the joneses
[only robots could kill me]
Because you know he was with you
When you buried your future
You were lost and 18
Lost
Chorus:
You justify the use of force
By the well-armed world that [did you so short]
As the years roll on by like a drunk old horse
And you purr like gary numan's porsche
See the midlife hacks with their [...] of cash
Get to live for long enough
To see nostalgia and pastiche
Stored in leather and mesquite
But they take out 'f'-words
And they take out the 'p'-words
And they take out the 'j'-words
And they take out the 'zed'-word
And they take out the 'u'-word
And they take out the 'end'-word
All that's left is the garbage
But that will do--chorus
On gary numan's porsche
It says, "bring back the 60's, save the queen [but gas the poor]"
Gary numan's porsche
Is waiting outside of the stage door
So don't deface the room
He'll be leaving soon...i hope
Well, it's 80's night, her remaining light
As the bedsit '81 fades into suicide '94
2,000,094
And the future [we told]
[like the snow-in ????]
And the one which we live in
Charmless and boring
Gary, please, can you fix it?
Take us up in your spaceship
Set us free in this porsche
Which says...
You justify the use the force
By the well-armed world that knows you're cornered
In the work of [...]
There are better things to do than name the days--chorus
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4. _ John The Gun
(music/lyrics--sandy denny) warlock music
"my shadow follows me wherever i should chance to go,"
John the gun did say.
"if you should chance to meet me as i wander to and fro,
Sad would be your day.
My life is mine and light did shine
'til the guns, they did go through me,
So now i shall never fall.
Ideals of peace are gold which fools
Have found upon the plains of war.
I shall destroy them all."
Chorus:
Put away your guns of steel
Death comes too soon for all
Your master, he may need you soon
And you must heed his call
"i am the master of the games that you will hardly ever play,
So i will teach your sons.
And if they should die before the evening of their span of days,
Why, then they will die young."--chorus
"condemn me not, for always will i play the game of war
In moonshine or in sun,
And if any cross the path i choose to tread,
Their chances they are poor.
My name is john the gun."
Oh, put away your guns of steel
Death comes too soon for all
Your master, he may need you soon
And you must heed his call
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5. _ Paper Thin Hotel
(music--leonard cohen/phil spector; lyrics--leonard cohen) sony music publishing/back to mono music
The walls of this hotel are paper thin
Last night i heard you making love to him
The struggles mouth to mouth and limb to limb
The grunt of unity as he came in
Chorus:
I stood there with my ear against the wall
I was not seized by jealusy at all
In fact, a burden lifted from my soul
I heard that love was out of my control
A heavy burden lifted from my soul
I heard that love was out of my control
I listened to your kisses at the door
I never heard a world so clear before
You ran your bath and you began to sing
I felt so good i couldn't feel a thing--chorus
And i can't wait to tell you to your face
And i can't wait for you to take my place
You are the naked angel in my heart
You are the woman with her legs apart
It's written on the walls of this hotel
You go to heaven once you've been to hell
A heavy burden lifted from my soul
When i learned that love was out of my control
I want to seranade you with a song my mother taught me:
"santa lucia!! santa lucia!!"
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6. _ Chemical Cosh [scream Mix]
("i'm gonna kill myself over your dead body
If you fuck anybody but me.")
("these people...[...?]...the shit out of these people.")
("i'm with a girl and we couldn't [get ran over?]")
("i'm going to piss on you.")
Alcohol, heroin, thc
[...?]
[resignation, irony...?]
[...?]
Chemical (cosh!)
One for the rich, and one for the poor
The only distinction is the thickness of the front door
[...?] though i don't give a fuck
[you play this game, the land is yours]--good luck
Chemical (cosh!)
It's the only kind we got (cosh!)
If you won't come across!
They will have it known you're mad if you won't fit their equation
They will have you for not being rich or body-tax evasion
And they'll pay some stoned stockbroker's son
To phone and say, "i'm coming round and bringing my machine gun."
Chemical (cosh)
It's a [...?] and a boot in the chops
In the [...] decade which denim forgot
[got? god?] (cosh!)
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7. _ Only Losers Take The Bus [dump The Dead]
Up there ahead
Is a backstreet where they dump the dead
Maybe you could get out there
Stretch those legs and get some air
I'm born again in hail and flames (goldrush almighty!)
Go tell it loud to all my slaves (goldrush almighty!)
You scum don't have the fear of god
All that's left is the iron rod (goldrush almighty!)
Let's go down, kiss the plough
Public system, burn down!
And let memory fade--nothing is wrong!
Only losers take the bus
Churchill was a shopping bag (goldrush almighty!)
Can you draw the chinese flag? (goldrush almighty!)
It's three blue lines and six dahlias
Paris is in india (goldrush almighty!)
Let's go down on my friends
All alone, we descend
Plastic food, tv...take your eyes offa me!
Only losers take the bus
("fuck you!")
And we cry out with joy as we drive through the rain
And our enemies claw from every goddamned side!
Only losers take the bus
Only losers, only losers, only losers take the bus
I'm no loser, i'm a letch! ("fuck you!")
God made me a letch! ("fuck you!")
Understand! i'm not one of them, i'm not one of them... ("fuck you!")
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8. _ Blues For Ceaucescu [only Solution Mix]
("this is bucharest, radio romania international.")
("the only solution--another revolution.")
("the sexual revolution, like any revolution, is claiming victims.")
("the only solution--another revolution.")
([...?])
He's shining brightly, he can't be a man
He is the genius of the carpathians
He's running checks on his mother's womb
He's gonna be reborn real soon
Goodbye! goodbye, yes!
("ciao, ceaucescu!")
("the only solution--another revolution.")
Oh golly gee, oh my gosh, i never
Regina, regina rubs her thighs together
She made three wishes and they all came true
The middle one ended with a "w"
Goodbye! goodbye, yes!
("i almost wish we could get over here for a recording session.")
("yo, sweetheart, see you later
[goodbye], it's no secret
You'll feel better if you cry
When waitin' for the bluebird that sometimes come
So lay your head down and cry.")
("the sexual revolution, like any revolution, is claiming victims.")
("yo, sweetheart...")
Goodbye!
("the only solution is another revolution.")
("ciao, ceaucescu!")
("this is bucharest, radio romania international.")
("ciao, ceaucescu!")
Meanwhile, in london things stay the same
The untenable must be maintained
Who's that knocking down my back door?
It's the same bald-headed, bug-eyed male whore
Goodbye!
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9. _ (everything I Do) I Do It For You
Written by michael kamen, bryan adams and robert "mutt" lange
("big size really doesn't matter. you think i got really big muscles in my pussy?")
("what have you [???]")
("when a man and a women take care of these--")
Look into my eyes and you'll see
What you mean to me
Such a heart, oh yes, such a soul
You'll find me there; you'll search no more
Don't tell me, it's not worth trying for
You can't tell me, it's not worth dying for
You know, it's true
That everything i do, i do it for you
You make me crazy
("i haven't had an orgasm, you jerk.")
Look into your heart, and you will find
There's nothing at all there to hide (hide, hide)
Take me as i am, take my life
I will give it all; i would sacrifice
Don't tell me, it's not worth fighting for
I can't help it; there's nothing i want more
You know it's true, yup
That everything i do, i do it for you
There's no love (no love)
There's no love, (no love)
There's no love, (no love)
There's no love, (no love)
And there's nowhere (you're nowhere)
Ignite and i must be there (you're nowhere)
There's nowhere (you're nowhere)
Oh, wait, yeah
Can't tell me it's not worth trying for
I can't help it, there's nothing i want more
You know it's true (it's true)
That everything that i do do,
I do it for you (you, for you, for you)
I, i do it, i do it, i do it you know
You know i do it, when i'm alone
When i'm in public
When i'm on the bus
When i'm in the bathroom
I do it for you
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10. _ As I Washed The Blood Off
As i washed the blood off she yelled at me
Though no blows had been struck
And she still looked so serene
Then she started to cry
Then she burst out laughing
Then three sharp words in that warrior's tongue
I'd learned them well
Through this night in hell
"i'm not ashamed of my body
I never said you hurt me
With your faithless wit and your aimless guile
And your [fall from] hands and your shame faced smile
Everything you touch is gonna turn to dust!"
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
As i washed the blood off she laughed at me
And asked whose reincarnation i might be
I said, "i'm not your father
Or the-two legged beast who scarred you
Though i have done great wrongs of my own."
They were long ago
So how could you know?
I never asked for your pity
That's just as well if you ask me
Then the lights went out
And a rumble built to become a roar
But she screamed, "it's you!
Every day you wake is gonna end in hate!"
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
I didn't know what to do
How could i tell her the truth?
I climbed up out of her hall
And went to sleep on the roof
When i woke up to the sun
Her brother brought me some food
And we played cards until 'noon
Five stories up from [...?]
The pools of blood and the blasted rocks
And the children screaming who will never stop
And the blast of heat
And the stench of gas
And the lost dogs fighting over human scraps
And she called to us from the street beneath
"my footloose ways will be the death of me!"
And she took the hand of a drunk militia captain
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
Not a stone will stand upon a stone
As i washed the blood off she spat at me
And said it's about time you died
My outbound train gave a sickening lurch
And i hung my head and cried
For shame i sat and cried
I could not help but cry
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11. _ Sleep Of The Just
Lift up your head, lift up your head
Your room in this decade of eathquake and bile
Awaits you like a stewardess's mortuary smile
You'll miss all the fun, you'll miss all the fun
A rich man turned pauper, his death marked [a sham]
I can't get back to see it, 'til you lift up your head
Me and mine are fools, me and mine are fools
Say our elders who despise us, though we're no longer young
They're tired of our sneering, and we've blocked out their main street's sun
They're sleeping as we rise, one punch is drunk with pride
Resides in [brutal face], sick from petrol smoke and [steak]
The few bohemians, with their too-white shopping wrists
Confide in some crimson [page]
And pray to look cute in their squalor-dyed hair
Old age
Rolled out of here, is sun bright and clear
And we hold the fortune, in our cumulous
There's nothing else on earth that i will be part of
Why waste a lifetime on soil which won't bear fruit?
And why argue with gangsters who only smile and act mute?
If he pulls that trigger, as he says he must,
Then to them, goes the last word [and then]
The sleep of the just, the sleep of the just, the sleep of the just
But that's never enough
But that's never, never enough
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