1.Bigmouth
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
2.Mmm Skyscraper I Love you
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
A beautiful thing
A beautiful thing
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Thirty thousand feet above the earth
It's a beautiful thing and you're a beautiful thing
Thirty thousand feet above the earth
It's a beautiful thing and everybody's a beautiful thing
Mmm skyscraper I love you
Mmm skyscraper I love you
And I see Elvis
Elvis
I see porn dogs sniffin' the wind
Sniffin' the wind for somethin' new
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
For somethin' violent that they could do
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
Sniffin' the wind for somethin' new
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
For somethin' violent for me 'n' you
Will you be my big plaything？
My total big disorientator
Will you be my big plaything？
My ninja power, my number cruncher
(Yes, yes, yes, no, yes, yes)
(Yes, yes, yes, yes, no, no)
And I see Elvis
And I hear God on the phone
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm
I see porn dogs sniffin' the wind
Sniffin' the wind for somethin' new
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
For somethin' violent they could do
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
Sniffin' the wind for somethin' new
Porn dogs sniffin' the wind
For somethin' violent for me 'n' you
The city is a whore tonite
I see God talkin' to
Elvis!
God talkin'
Pornfest pork fat Jesus Christ's night light
Elvis fresh meat and a little whipped cream
Pornfast corn fat Jesus Christ's night light
Elvis fresh meat and a little whipped cream
Thirty thousand feet above the earth
Thirty thousand feet above the earth
Beautiful thing, you're a beautiful thing
Thirty thousand feet above the beautiful earth
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
Mmm, skyscraper I love you
(Hug me)
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(No this won't)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(I stay to)
Look I'm feelin' you
(Hug me)
Look I'm feelin' you
(No this won't)
Look I'm feelin'
3.Rez
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
4.Cowgirl
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
I scream, I scream
I scream so much
You know what I mean
This electric stream
And my tears in league
With the wires and energy
And my machine
This is my beautiful dream
I'm hurtin' no one
Hurtin' no one
Hurtin' no one
Hurtin' no one
I wanna give you everythin'
I wanna give you energy
I wanna give a good thin'
I wanna give you everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
Everythin', everythin'
In one final scream of love
Who couldn't climb this high
She looks beautiful
Like a child
I feel tears, and I wanna scream
You know what I mean
This is hurtin' no one
An eraser of love
Hurt, the necessary feelin'
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
Why don't you call me？
I feel like flyin' too
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
An eraser of love, an eraser of love
5.Spikee
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
6.Dirty Epic
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Sweet in winter, sweet in rain
'Shake well before use,' she said
You never touch me anymore this way
Connector in, receiver out
You let me in through the back door
Ride the sainted rhythms
On the midnight train to Romford
Ride the sainted rhythms
Sweet in winter, sweet in rain
'Shake well before use,' she said
You never touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector, connector
You're a connector, connector, connector, connector
And I'm so dirty and the light blinds my eyes
You're oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes Christ on crutches
'Call me wet trampoline,' she said today
Well I was too busy with my hand
'Shake well before use,' she said
But you never touch me anymore
I was busy listening for phone sex
Coming through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and danced
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
To the off peak electricity
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here comes Christ on crutches
And here comes another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my head
I get my kicks on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on crutches
I'll never be confused
Never be confused
They left me confused
I will not be confused with another man
This pressure of opinions
'Lighten up, listen to your eyes,' you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the motor psycho
Tthe light it burns my eyes
And the light it burns my eyes
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
7.Dark and Long(Dark Train)
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead, long
Kiss you, kiss you dark ＆ long
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead
Thunder, thunder, lightning
Thunder thunder, lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark ＆ long
Thunder thunder, lightning ahead, long
Kiss you, kiss you dark ＆ long, long
Me I'm just a waitress she said
I went and bought a new head she said
I look at you I believe in you she said
Screaming into the eye of the lens
I want to smash it up, I want to break it down
I want a wall of tears to wash away
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead
Thunder, thunder, lightning
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark ＆ long
Filled with tainted girls and motel frills
What a laugh, you was done up there mate
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead
I could kiss you dark ＆ long
Thunder, thunder, lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark ＆ long
Shout your love, the stars are black
The church is sweet, my skin is hot
Thunder, thunder lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark ＆ long, shout your love
8.Born Slippy(Nuxx)
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Drive boy, dog boy, dirty, numb angel boy
In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy and tears boy
And all in your inner space boy
You had chemicals boy and steel boy
You had chemicals boy, I've grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said, 'Come over, come over', she smiled at you boy
Drive boy, dog boy, dirty, numb angel boy
In the doorway boy, she was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy and tears boy
And all in your inner space boy
You had chemicals boy and steel boy
You had chemicals boy, I've grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said, 'Come over, come over', she smiled at you boy
Let your feelings lift, boy, but never your mask boy
Random blonde boy, high density
Random blonde boy, blonde country
Blonde high density
You are my drug boy, you're real boy
Speak to me and boy, dog dirty numb cracking boy
You get wet boy, big, big time boy, acid bear boy
And babes and babes and babes and babes and babes
And remembering nothing boy, when you like my tin horn boy
And get wet like an angel, derail
You got a velvet mouth, you're so succulent
And beautiful shimmering and dirty wonderful
And hot times on your telephone line
You got to never land on your telephone and in walks an angel
And look at me, your mum squatting pissed in a tube hole
At Tottenham court road
I just come out of the ship
Talking to the most blonde I ever met
Shouting, 'Lager, lager, lager, lager'
Shouting, 'Lager, lager, lager, lager'
Shouting, 'Lager, lager, lager, lager'
Shouting, 'Lager, lager, lager'
Shouting 'Mega, mega white thing, mega, mega
White thing, mega, mega white thing, mega, mega'
Shouting, 'Lager, lager, lager, lager
Mega, mega white thing, mega, mega white thing'
So many things to see and do in the tube hole true blonde
Going back to Romford, mega, mega, mega
Going back to Romford, hi mum, are you having fun？
And now are you on your way to a new tension and headache？
9.Pearls Girl
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Rioja Rioja, Reverend Al Green
Deep blue move on coal
The water on stone
The water on concrete
The water on sand
The water on fire, smoke
The wind the salt
The bright laconic
Dave and the water old man
Einstein on top of his house white
Deep blue Andalusia
Red yellow, red yellow black
Car red light on a black plays white
Blue chair Morocco and the Paris
The pieces of the puzzle are waiting
The water of the dark boats
Planning the life boat's gone out to sea
Dave is floating, Dave is floating
And old man Einstein, crazy in his attic
Wise room, sun room, shadow room
Night transmitting cars across the room
These things sent to dance across the room
I'm watching from your bed returning to you
Rioja Rioja, Reverend Al Green
Deep blue move on coal
The water on stone
The water on concrete
The water on sand
The water on fire, smoke
The wind the salt
The bright laconic
Dave and the water old man
Einstein on top of his house white
Deep blue Andalusia
Red yellow, red yellow black
Car red light, on a black plays white
Blue chair Morocco and the Paris
The pieces of the puzzle are waiting
The water of the dark boats
Planning the life boat's gone out to sea
Dave is floating, Dave is floating
And old man Einstein, crazy in his attic
Crazy, crazy, crazy
...
10.Jumbo
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
I need sugar
I need a little water of sugar
I get thoughts about you
And the night wants me like a little lost child
Locked in a safe place
Looking out the window
The dark move fast pass the window
The dark on the other side of the locked door
Click
Click
My thumbs on a tetras key ring
Moving in brilliant timing
You pick up the phone
And I'm imagining
Click
Click
Click
Click
Tiny wires in her ears
Sliding through the city
Tiny wires in her ears
Sliding through the city
Click
Click
Expected early in the morning
Expected early in the morning
Rising in the morning to speak to you
Beneath the feet of the city
Click, you disconnect from me
Click, when you come to take your century
Telephone breath between us
The will of the world is between us
Only these wires
Dust between the wires and green glass
In the distance, I am your tourist
Click
Click
Click
Click
Click
11.8 Ball
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Today, today I saw a man
Today I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie
Today, today I saw a man
Today I saw a man
With a flaming 8 ball tattooed on his arm
Today
Today, today I saw a man
Today I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie
Today I met a man
Who threw his arms around me
And I've given, and I've given
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
We laughed, we laughed
Waiting for a train
For a few into the city, seconds
Today, that white stuff
That white stuff
Waiting for the train
That stuff into the city
That's what makes me feel
Today
Feel, feel
Today
Feel happy
12.Moaner
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Hey kiss me, I kiss you
Kiss me, I kiss you
I know about you
I've been told about you
I've been waiting for you
And the air's thin
Tiny holes
Everybody wants to know you
Is rapt like moon river
Then beyond the blinds and the new white slacks alight
Sliding into the city
Tunnel beneath the feet of the people in the city
Roamin', roamin', roamin' in the city
And crossway boy
Crossway boy
Downtown waterfront boy in the shadows
Where the ambi and the motor meet
And she's on the phone, again
Surfing she's on the phone, again
She's calling from America
She's calling from America
She's surfing, she's moshin'
And the girls are diving
And the girls are up to something
Animal boy thing up on the roof, again
Boy thing lookin' down there
And there's every kind of lack
To make it down to the Delaware
And up in your head
And moaner, moaner, moaner, moaner
Rudy get the, get the, get the, get the, get the
Night, the city loves you
City loves a boyfriend
Love walks with a boyfriend
A city loves a boyfriend
Friends walking with a boyfriend
And the night's with a boyfriend
And the city loves you
Loves you, loves you
Loves everyone
Everyone is smiling
The smiling is pushing it around
It's pushing it around
Like the shadows in the evolution in the dark
And the super boys
Where time is all, where time is everything
Where time of all this started
As we're turned to earth, earth, wind and fire
Get the sound in your head
Black metal walls are crawling
I am the hunger above your town
A little sound in a little amp
I am dubious hard metal, I am stainless
I am milking your plastic
I am wrapped in this left alone
In a full moon with
The only thing I can do
Lying awake on the floor
At night the doors I can't
I can't awake, I can't awake
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Water into you to me, constantly
Constantly
Without, without, without
Without again, without again
Your telephone number
Through the glass of water
The instance between is opened
The silence is indifferent and your love, love, love
Love walks with the boyfriend
The city loves a boyfriend
Friends walking
Friends walking with a boyfriend
The city loves a boyfriend
Everybody loves a boyfriend
You left me alone, you left me alone
With a full moon
Full moon, full moon, full moon, full moon
Boys, boys, boys, boys
Cross crossway, crossway boy
Down on the waterfront
13.Two Months Off
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
There was a little drawing of a heart next to that
Followed by an exclamation mark
The back of his was covered in stuff
Stuff like
Brandon is not a very nice guy, but Alex is so nice
And that had the exclamation thing too
It was just silly crap that hit the spot
And he let himself be drawn in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in to a dark place
Walking in light, glowing walking in light
Gold ring around you, the hues of you
The golden sunlight of you
Cool wind following, following after you
Rising for you, your skin beautiful
Everything comes natural, fantastic fan
Rocking, rocking, floating
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
Cool wind following, following after you
Rising for you, your skin beautiful
Everything comes natural, fantastic fan
Rocking, rocking, floating
There was a little drawing of a heart next to that
Followed by an exclamation mark
The back of his was covered in stuff
Stuff like
Brandon is not a very nice guy, but Alex is so nice
And that had the exclamation thing too
It was just silly crap that hit the spot
And he let himself be drawn in
It was just silly crap
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
You bring light in
Cool wind following, following after you
Rising for you, your skin beautiful
Everything comes natural, fantastic fan
Rocking, rocking, floating
14.To Heal
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
15.Crocodile
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Is that you？ Is that, is that really you？
To call between my lips
Two kangaroo fingers
Push through and scratch my back in rhythm
Slow foot, slow fast
Waiting for a night to wrap around us
I could go in there
Get some sweet stuff
All these things in me
(In me)
All these things in me
(In me)
Is that you？ Is that, is that really you？
To hold beneath my skin
Two numbers click between her touch
When you pull me down into them
Rising and rising
(Through the inside of a glass eye painting)
Calling me in there
Get that sweet stuff
All these things in me
(In me)
All these things in me
(In me)
Vocoder stuff
(Did you walk around the stairs？)
Is that you？ Is that, is that really you？
To crawl between my lips
Two kangaroo fingers
Push through and scratch my back in rhythm
Slow foot, slow fast
Waiting for a night to wrap around us
I could go in there
Get some sweet stuff
All these things in me
All these things in me
16.Scribble
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeLincoln Barrett
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeLincoln Barrett
And it's okay
And it's okay
You give me everything I need
'Whispers'
'Elevators'
'Bad boy'
'Drive'
'New York girl'
'Bang'
'Weird thing'
'Huge'
'Amazing'
'Download'
'Something'
'Paradise'
And it's okay
You give me everything I need
I got your picture on
Whispers, bad boy
Elevator, agitator
New York girl, corkscrew hair
Bang, now
Wanna be, wanna be stars
Through these joyous times
And it's okay
You give me everything I need
17.The Hump
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
are you ready for a big drug
are you ready for a bic mac
are you ready for the bullshit
are you ready for the double back
are you ready for overkill
are you looking for the reasons
are you ready the richest
to be rounded up for treason
are you ready for the good thing
are you ready for your shit to come
are you ready to give up allright
are you ready to keep hanging on
are you ready for a puppet
to deliver us some peaces
are you ready for a carrot
are you ready for a jesus
are you ready for the acid
are you ready for the alkaline
are you ready for the ecstasy
are you ready the bottom line
are you ready for the way out
are you looking for a way back in
are you ready for the phone to ring
are you ready to try anything
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into
were going into the hump
were going into
were going into the hump
were going into
are you ready for the acid
are you ready for the alkaline
are you ready for ecstasy
are you ready for the bottom line
are you ready for the way out
are you looking for the way back in
are you ready for the phone to ring
are you ready to try anything
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
were going into the hump
were going into the hump
were going into the hump tonight
were going into the hump
were going into
because this is not my kingdom glory
18.The Big Meat Show
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
19.Minneapolis
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
20.Why Why Why
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
21.Oich Oich
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
The Beatles are dead
Andy Warhol's shit she said
Yeah, reactor, reactor, reactor
Give me a better foot in time, in luxury, in love
People said, he left her for another woman
But she knew he left her for another car, a velvet craft
We slide in shaking in the hole resting beneath the ground
Between the sun is cracks, it breaks above our heads
Holy water hoses the whole school white porcelain
Against my face squatting discreet and shit less concealed
22.Second Hand
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
23.Parc(Live)
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
24.Simple Peal
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl Hyde
25.Jal To Tokyo
Lyricist：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
Writer(s)：Rick SmithKarl HydeDarren Emerson
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