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JOHNNY & MARY

(lyrics by R.Palmer)

Johnny´s always running around, trying to find certainty.
He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely

Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily

Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him.
Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman.

But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim.

Johnny says he´s willing to learn, when he decides, he´s a fool.
Johnny say´s he´ll live any where, when he earns time to.

Mary combs her hair, says she should be use to it.

Mary always edges her bets, she never knows, what to think.
She says that he still acts, like he´s being discovered.

Scared that he´ll get caught, without a second thought

Johnny feels he´s wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to her
Mary says he´s lacking a real, sense of proportion
So she combs her hair, knows he tires easily

Johnny´s always running around, trying to find certainty.
He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely

Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it.

MARS LANDING PARTY

Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Une présence ambigüe,
Une présence inconnue,
Jusqu´a ce que j´en peux plus,

Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Une présence ambigüe,
Une présence inconnue,
Jusqu´a ce que j´en peux plus,

Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul,
Une présence ambigüe,
Une présence inconnue,
Jusqu´a ce que j´en peux plus,

translation

Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
An ambiguous presence,
An unknown presence,
Until I can´t take it anymore,

Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
An ambiguous presence,
An unknown presence,
Until I can´t take it anymore,

Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse,
An ambiguous presence,
An unknown presence,
Until I can´t take it anymore,

20TH CENTURY BOY

(lyrics by M. Bolan)

Friends say it´s fine, friends say it´s good
Everybody says it´s just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i´m gonna be your man
And it´s plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I´m your toy Your twentieth century boy

Friends says it´s fine, friends says it´s good
Everybody says it´s just like Robin Hood

Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i´m gonna be your man
And it´s plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I´m your boy Your twentieth century toy

Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy

Friends say it´s fine, friends say it´s good
Everybody says it´s just like Rock ´n´ roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe i´m gonna be your man
And it´s plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I´m your toy Your twentieth century boy

Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy
I wanna be your toy

DROWNING BY NUMBERS

Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Such determination always tries to turn the tide
Open up your arms, let me dive into
the big, big blue.

Try losing, this chromosome.
It´s my choosing, down to the bone.

Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Such imagination always helps the feeling slide.
Open up your soul, falling back into
the big, big blue.

Try losing, this chromosome.
It´s my choosing, down to the bone.

Blood, dive in
blood, drowning
blood, dive in
(repeat)

Open up your heart, let me slip inside.
Auto-flagellation always helps the ghost to hide.
Open up your arms, let me dive into
the big, big blue.

Try losing, this chromosome.
It´s my choosing, down to the bone.

Blood, dive in
blood, drowning
blood, dive in
(repeat)

DARK GLOBE

(lyrics by Syd Barrett)

Oh where are you now
pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?
When I was alone
you promised the stone from your heart.
My head kissed the ground
I was half the way down
treading the sand
please.

Please lift a hand
I´m only a person
whose armbands beat
on his hands, hang tall
Won´t you miss me?
wouldn´t you miss me at all?
Oh
Oh
Oh

The poppy bird´s way
swing twigs coffee brands around
brandish her wand with a feathery tongue
My head kissed the ground.
I was half the way down
treading the sand
please
please

Please lift a hand
I´m only a person
with eskimo chain
I tattooed my brain all the way
Won´t you miss me?
wouldn´t you miss me at all?
Oh
Oh
Oh

BEEN SMOKING TOO LONG

(lyrics by Anonymous)

´yeah, I really, um, I really, I really wanted to kind of like,
to capture some kind of like moment, but maybe it´s better if I´m sober...´

Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
it´s way past noontime, I´m late for work.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
nothing can go right with me it must be that I´ve been smoking
too long

Go to fix me some breakfast, I ain´t got no food
take me a shower, the water don´t feel no good.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
and nothing can go right with me must be that I´ve been smoking
too long

I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes.
What have I done wrong?
yeah nothing can go right with me it must be that I´ve been smoking
too long

When I´m smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
try not to think about nothing, don´t wanna see myself
What have I done wrong?
and nothing can go right with me it must be that I´ve been smoking
too long

In this blues I´m singing, there´s a lesson to be learned
you go round smoking, you´re gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done wrong?
nothing can go right with me must be that I´ve been smoking
too long
too long.

FLESH MECHANIC

He tries to embrace her
she wants him to race her
he needs a laser
to get it through her skull
means and lies and hatreds
tears that fall in sequence
cold caress
imprints
conversation growing dull

Says he´s a poet
lousy protozoan
and he kisses ass for free
I took a vow of silence
when he tries to talk to me
I just turn on the tv

He tries to impress her, mentally undress her
it takes more to possess her
but in his pocket lies a hole
he´s got a thousand talents
charisma by the bagful
aristocratic parents
a rebel with a heart of gold

Says he´s a poet
this time he´s gonna blow it
´cause he´s dancing with his ego
I took a vow of silence
when he reads his work to me
I swallow words like a
placebo

He´s strutting with your flesh mechanic
gets him in a panic
he´s wasting time
´cause everybody is a star
in his eyes

Careful not to give your favours
to your lonesome fucked-up neighbours
I had one who sent me her heart
in a tupperware container
all the movies in my head
they flicker with my bleeding heart
a careless slipping of the tongue
on just another private part

Blatant search for
stoned affection
fights the rust that
breeds infection
meet me at the
intersection
don´t forget your
fuel injection

He´s strutting with your flesh mechanic
gets him in a panic
he´s wasting time
´cause everybody is a star
in his eyes

You think this love is bona fide
you´re being taken for a ride
wrap your lip around your head
and slowly blow yourself away.

SLACKERBITCH

It echoes in my brain
I didn´t mean it
pulses through my veins
I didn´t mean it
I´m the one to blame
I didn´t mean it
did too much cocaine
I didn´t mean it.

Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, faghag, whore
always comes back for more

Your memory will fade
I didn´t mean it
you´ve always had it made
I didn´t mean it
I know you feel betrayed
I didn´t mean it
I just wanted to get laid
I didn´t mean it

Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, faghag, whore
always knocking on my door

You come across impure
I didn´t mean it
you´re goddamn immature
I didn´t mean it
you act so insecure
I didn´t mean it
you hate me now I´m sure
I didn´t mean it

Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, faghag, whore
dripping sex from every pore
slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, faghag, whore
such a motherfucking bore.

BIGMOUTH STRIKES AGAIN

(lyrics by Morrissey & Johnny Marr)

Sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
I´d like to smash every tooth in your head.
Oh sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said
by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed.

And now I know how joan of arc felt
now I know how joan of arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her discman started to melt

Bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da, bigmouth strikes again
and I´ve got no right to take my place
in the human race
Oh
bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da
bigmouth strikes again
and I´ve got no right to take my place
in the human race

And now I know how joan of arc felt
now I know how joan of arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her megadrive started to melt

Bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da
bigmouth strikes again
and I´ve got no right to take my place
in the human race
Oh
bigmouth la da dum da da
bigmouth la da da da bigmouth strikes again
and I´ve got no right to take my place
in the human race.

EYESIGHT TO THE BLIND

You don´t know me, and you never hold me
like your little piece on the side.
My mother told me, that you´re never lonely
when you´re laughing all the time.

Inside out and outside in
you bring eyesight to the blind.
Crying is a crime.

Slowing down the metronome
slowing down.
Slowing down the metronome
slowing down.

You don´t know me, and you never hold me
like your little boy in blue.
My father told me, that you´re always lonely
when they´re all laughing at you.

Inside out and outside in
you bring jesus to the jew.

Slowing down the metronome
slowing down.
Slowing down the metronome
slowing down.

You don´t know me, and you never hold me
like your little piece on the side.

Inside out and outside in
you bring eyesight to the blind.

MISS MONEYPENNY

Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while
lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style
it´s a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny
wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile.

Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh

Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice
feel the atmosphere, it´s gently laced with nicotine and spice
it´s a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary
only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice

Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh
Miss Moneypenny
Miss Moneypenny
Oh

Every job he saves the girl
martini, mobile phone
bastards getting in his way
they´re all pushing daisies
All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl

0898 007 (repeat)

THEN THE CLOUDS WILL OPEN FOR ME

My guy has a tan transcontinental
but it keeps me enchained
watch an old black and white movie
fred and ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
I don´t want to be forgotten
I can´t be alone
so don´t you dare leave me
it´s like coming home
to a skin that has died
human voices like a drum
and they´re looking right through me
scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
my guy has a tattoo ornamental
when he´s frozen in space
cut your eye far to me
a covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
I don´t want to be forgotten
I can´t be alone
so don´t you dare leave me
it´s like coming home
it´s a skin that has died
human voices like a drum
and they´re looking right through me
scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
one more time for me, one more time for me
one more time for me, one more time for me
one more time for me, one more time for me
trans-likened, twisting my ankle
doing the grave dance
narcotic? yes please, I´ll have a sample
riding on my very last chance
then the clouds will open for me
gonna meet my jesus christ
I see history playing before me
for pleasure and passion you play the price
sadness the name of the spike that took me
I´ll make that´s all
like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
who came for my soul

WAITING FOR THE SON OF MAN

Patience comes to the ugly, not me
laughter comes to the lucky, not me
people in my head that won´t stop talking
nothing in my dream that isn´t creepy crawling

Walking in the park and I think that i´m falling
swimming in the sea and I think i´ll
you guessed it
only lifeguards
only lifeguards
packing all the time ??
can save me

waiting
waiting
waiting
for the son of man
for the son of man

Patience comes to the ugly, not me
concentration comes to the ugly, not me
nothing on the box that hasn´t been born
no-one in the street that isn´t old

Driving in the car and I think that i´m crashing
swimming in the Sea and I think that i´ll
you guessed it
only lifeguards
only lifeguards
packing all the time
can save me

waiting
waiting
waiting
for the son of man
for the son of man

PAYCHECK

Consumed by the one´s who made her
She´s a faker, always let´s me down
dressed up like a capital shaker
pull the ???? that judgement let her down
I´ll have your guts for garters, just for starters
don´t you make me frown
she could´ve been a nutter
so I had to cut the mother down
Slacker, wasting half is life on sniffing glue
now he´s a foreman working for the red the white and blue
plain sailing, safe surfing
public peeling, back stab

Confused by the one´s who break her
She´s a faker, never makes a sound
undressed like a soul in prayer
buy a share, pay her by the pound
I´ll have your face for breakfast
I´m in excess, need of a stroke down
she could´ve been a nutter
so I had to cut the mother down
Slacker, wasted half is life on speed
now he´s reformed and working for the red the white and blue
plain sailing, shoulder rubbing
dental flossing, back stab

Pay - check, Pay - check

Save the best for later
be careful not to stain the sheets now
you god damn liar
take me higher

I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing
I never wanted the real thing

Slacker, wasted half is life on sniffing glue
now he´s reformed, working for the red the white and blue
plain sailing, wife swapping
stool pigeon, back stab.

Pay - check, Pay - check

save the best for later
be careful not to stain the sheets now
you god damn liar
pants on fire

cold
but this one really takes the piss
it´s likely to proquandry
I deserve so much more than this.

Kitsch Object

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Snook your way backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Know that bitches face??
All seen better days
So quick to blow your fuse
But that´s the life you choose

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree
With artistic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Snook yourself backstage
Paris sets the rage
coursing on your brain
so now I slip away

Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree
With poetic license, always comes for free
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me

Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared

Leni

I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
Beneath her shoulder, beneath her evil eye
She towers over this male who is a fly
My sci-fi lullaby

I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky
I beg below her, my limbs are paralyzed
She beats me harder than any kind of guy
My sci-fi lullaby

Bubblegun

Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow

Take this migraine everywhere I go
Take the fast lane everywhere I go
Take this migraine everywhere I go
Someday, gonna take it slow

I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your Bubblegum
I wanna...Wanna... (x2)

I wanna turn you on
Feels like a loaded gun
Spit out your Bubblegum
I wanna... I Wanna... (x4)

I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna cum

Holocaust

(lyrics by Alex Chilton)

Your eyes are almost dead
can´t get out of bed
And you can´t sleep

You´re sitting down to dress
and you´re a mess
You look in the mirror

You look in your eyes
Then you realize

Everybody goes
leaving those
who fall behind

Everybody goes
as far as they can
They don´t just care

They stood on the stairs
Laughing at your airs

Your mother´s dead
She said
"Don´t be afraid"

Your mother´s dead
You´re on your own
She´s in her bed

Everybody goes
Leaving those
Who fall behind

Everybody goes
As far as they can
They don´t just care

You´re a wasted face
you´re a sad-eyed lie
You´re a holocaust