STILL...YOU TURN ME ON
BITCHES CRYSTAL
FAREWELL TO ARMS
TRILOGY
THE ENDLESS ENIGMA
LUCKY MAN
C'EST LA VIE
FROM THE BEGINNING
ARE YOU READY EDDY?
TAKE A REBBLE
PAPER BLOOD
TARKUS
STILL...YOU TURN ME ON
Do you wanna be an angel
Do you wanna be a star
Do you wanna play some magic
On my guitar
Do you wanna be a poet
Do you wanna be my string
You could be anything
Do you wanna be the lover of another undercover
You could even be the
Man on the moon
Do you wanna be the player
Do you wanna be the string
Let me tell you something
It just don't mean a thing
You see it really doesn't matter
When you're buried in disguise
By the dark glass on your eyes
Though your flesh has crystallised
Still...you turn me on
Do you wanna be the pillow
Where I lay my head
Do you wanna be the feathers
Lying on my bed
Do you wanna be the cover
Of a magazine
Create a scene
Every day a little sadder
A little madder
Someone get me a ladder
Do you wanna be the singer
Do you wanna be the song
Let me tell you something
You just couldn't be more wrong
You see I really have to tell you
That it all gets so intense
From my experience
It just doesn't seem to make sense
Still...you turn me on
BITCHES CRYSTAL
Bitches Crystal
Knows how you
Twist all the lines
Fortune Teller
Future Seller
Of time
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyes
Ghostly images die
Witches Potion
Mixed in the ocean
Of tears
Mystical Powers
Emerge From the towers
Of fear
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyes
Ghostly images die
Evil learning
People burning
Savage casting
No one lasting
Witchcraft
Sadness
Madness
Turning in their minds
Ritual killings
That swear in
The shillings to be
Heretic Priestess
Dwells on the
Weakness she sees
Tortured spirits cry
Fear is in their eyes
Ghostly images die
FAREWELL TO ARMS
In this our life on Earth
Another dawn we face
Is this the moment of truth
For the whole human race
Is that the last man down
Is that the last life laid to waste
Can we find in our hearts
Each and every dream we've misplaced
Before Heaven cries tears
On the mountain we climb
Farewell to arms
Rest in peace
May the rain of freedom be released
Farewell to arms
We just can't walk away
We're all sharing this Earth at the end of the day
So when the cold wind bites
And the mad dogs speak
However dark is your night
Just keep turning your cheek
'Cause when the last shot's fired
It is then the world will be free
And still we are asking
Just how long will it be
Though we're blown by the crosswinds
We stand like a tree
Farewell to arms
Rest in peace
May the rain of freedom be released
Farewell to arms
We just can't walk away
We're all sharing this earth at the end of the day
Down this road we've wandered for so many years
With every step we take
We can tear down all frontiers
Make no mistake
Farewell to arms
Rest in peace
TRILOGY
I've tried to mend
The love that ended
Long ago although we still pretend
Our love is surely coming to an end
Don't waste the time you've got to love again
We tried to lie
But you and I
Know better than to let each other lie
The thought of lying to you makes me cry
Counting up the time that's passed us by
I've sent this letter hoping it will reach your hand
And if it does I hope that you will understand
That I must leave in a while
And though I smile
You know the smile is only there to hide
What I'm really feeling deep inside
Just a face where I can hang my pride
Goodbye...
Goodbye...
We'll talk of places that we went
And times that we have spent
Together penniless and free
You'll see the day another way
And they could put the sunshine
for a nighttime where you lay
You're love began I don't know when
But if you do I know that
you'll be happy in the end
May the rain of freedom be released
THE ENDLESS ENIGMA
(Part One)
Why do you stare
Do you think that I care?
You've been mislead
By the thoughts in your head
Your words waste and decay
Nothing you say
Reaches my ears anyway
You never spoke a word of truth
Why do you think
I believe what you said
Few of your words
Ever enter my head
I'm tired of liver for freaks?
With tongues in their cheeks
Turning their eyes as they speak
They make me sick and tired
Are you confused
To the point in your mind
Though you're blind
Can't you see you're wrong
Won't you refuse
To be used
Even though you may know
I can see you're wrong
Please, please, please open their eyes
Please, please, please don't give me lies
I loon? all of the earth
Witness my birth
Cried at the sight of a man
And still I don't know who I am
(Chorus)
I've seen paupers as kings
Puppets on strings
Dance for the children who stare
You must have seen them everywhere
FUGUE
(Instrumental)
THE ENDLESS ENIGMA
(Part Two)
Each part was played
Though the play was not shown
Everyone came
But they all sat alone
The dawn opened the play
Waking the day
Causing a silent hooray
The dawn will break another day
Now that it's done
Are we going to see the reason why I'm here
LUCKY MAN
He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
He went to fight wars
For his country and his King
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
C'EST LA VIE
C’est La Vie
Have you leaves all turned to brown
Will you scatter them around you
C’est La Vie
Do you love
And then how am I to know
If you don’t let your love show for me
C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est La Vie
In the night
Do you light a lover’s fire
Do the ashes of desire for you remain
Like the sea
There’s a love too deep to show
Took a storm before my love
Flowed for you
C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est La Vie
Like a song
Out of tune & out of time
All I needed was a rhyme for you
C’est La Vie
Do you give
Do you live from day to day
Is there no song I can play for you
C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Oh, C’est La Vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est La Vie
FROM THE BEGINNING
There might have been things I missed
But don't be unkind
It don't mean I'm blind
Perhaps there's a thing or two
I think of lying in bed
I shouldn't have said
But there it is
You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning
Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can't recall
It doesn't matter at all
You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning
ARE YOU READY EDDY?
Are you ready, Eddie, to turn out rock-and-roll?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, ready to rock-and-roll?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to give me some of your soul?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to pull those faders down?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to pull those faders down?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to turn your scully round?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to pull those faders down?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to pull those faders down?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, to turn your scully round?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Well, are you ready, Eddie, to turn your sixteen
tracks on?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie, with your sixteen tracks?
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Are you ready, Eddie? A bit of vibing is all it lacks.
[Eddie edit, Eddie, Eddie edit]
Well, vibe me Eddie, vibe me all night long?
[Vibe me, Eddie, Vibe me, vibe me, Eddie]
Vibe me, Eddie, vibe me all night long.
[Vibe me, Eddie, Vibe me, vibe me, Eddie]
While you're vibing me, Eddie, nothing can go wrong.
[Vibe me, Eddie, Vibe me, vibe me, Eddie]
TAKE A REBBLE
Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face spill so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.
Shread of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.
Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of
our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.
PAPER BLOOD
Livin' on a razor's edge
Sharper than a knife
Surrender to the power of wedge
Keep running for your life.
You don't need no periscope
You won't need second sight
It'll come at you so fast my friend
It's thank you and goodnight.
Caught in the river
You can't stop the flood
Well that's the power of money
Paper blood.
Ambition flies on silver wings
Searching for a crown
King of kings they pull the strings
'Till they run you down.
No matter what you've undergone
The measure of success
Is how much you can charge it on
American Express.
Caught in the river
You can't stop the flood
Well that's the power of money
Paper blood.
You don't need to drive a car
And you don't need a house
And you don't need a guiding star
When living like a mouse.
In the presidential suite
They'd rather see you burn
Ducking and diving
Just to make ends meet.
To the point of no return
Caught in the river
You can't stop the flood
Well that's the power of money
Paper blood.
TARKUS
I. STONES OF YEARS
Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realize, you are.
Had you talked to the winds of time,
Then you'd know how the water rhyme,
Taste of wine,
How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign
And realize your sin.
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown,
Never known.
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
You can't hear anything at all.
II. MASS
The preacher said a prayer.
Save ev'ry single hair on his head.
He's dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev'ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he'd saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A bishops rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!
III. BATTLEFIELD
Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory.
You talk of freedom, starving children fall.
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
We're the victims of your armies' lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows reign
Then there will be very little sorrow,
Very little pain.
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