1.Happy House
Sioux：vocals
Severin：bass, vocals
Budgie：drums, harmonica, vocals
Mcgeoch：guitar
This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house oh
it's such fun
We've come to play in the happy house
And waste a day in the happy house-it never rains
We've come to scream in the happy house we're in a dream in the
happy house
We're all quite sane
This is the happy house-we're happy here there's room for you if
you say 'i do'
But don't say no or you'll have to go
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on it's safe and calm if
you sing along
This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house. to
forget ourselves-and pretend all's well there is no hell.
2.Tenant
Sioux：vocals, acoustic guitar
Severin：electric guitar, electric sitar, rhythm box budgie：bass,
drums
Squatting on doorsteps-following footsteps nocturnal habits are
surveyed with interest so we crawl into corners-ignore any
callers and imagine our radiators clang for our neighbors
When we crawl on all fours-upon the cushioned floor still they
cling to the wall + knock on our doors and the tendency for
tenants is tenacity the paint is cracked and the paper peels the
plaste
Ls and the body reels...softly
Forty watt bulb swing from a light cloud on lawnmower groan, the
carpet has grown but they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at
the walls and the tendency for tenants is secrecy.....sssssssh.
3.Trophy
Sioux：vocals
Severin：bass
Budgie：drums
Mcgeoch：guitar, ellaphone.
Headhunters, headshrinkers and long distance runners dust
gathers on momentoes-dust gathers on proud moments young voices
grow thick and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin
Chorus：
Take it to the wall
To be hung on the wall, to be viewed by all a tribute in the
grand hall
Yes they're locked away or polished every day for the
maintenence man-in the back of a van oh young voices grow thick
and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin
(chorus)
Bring yourselves out from your showcase parties but you've been
shut away too long
You've been shut away too long
Frightened faces in the rain
Misplaced features run down the drain
Oh wash away and start again
(chorus)
4.Hybrid
Sioux：vocals
Severin：bass
Budgie：drums
Mcgeoch：guitar, sax
It's a hybrid of me-i'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit of me-i'm a misfit of you ...in limbo
Carbon copies run blue-a reminder for you but they're only skin
deep crumpled shells in a heap marked cheap
Surrogate heads of a no-no domain
Shoulders form rows to make waves again catch the next train
When you walked through that door marked 'enter if you dare'
reasoned with a friend marked 'do not bend' bit on that finger
marked 'handle with care'
A tear soiled your cheek-a broken finger on the floor a mess in
sawdust-a shop window burst..no repairs
It's a hybrid of me-i'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit for me-i'm a misfit for you in limbo.....do you
speak the lingo？
5.Clockface
6.Lunar Camel
Sioux：vocals, droma-derian, finger cymbals severin：bass, rhythm
box
Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon i don't have to prove
i'll last longer than you one hump or two any handicap will do
against you i'll be there soon-over the moon
I'll be there soon-over the moon
Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon.
7.Christine
Sioux：vocals
Severin：bass
Budgie：drums
Mcgeoch：6+12 string guitars, fawfisa
She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style personality changes
behind her red smile every new problem brings a stranger inside
helplessly forcing one more new disguise
Christine-the strawberry girl
Christine-banana split lady
Singing sweet savages lost in our world this big-eyed girl sees
her faces unfurl now she's in purple
Now she's the turtle
Disintegrating
Christine-the strawberry girl
Christine-banana split lady
22 faces...disintegrating.
8.Desert Kisses
Sioux：vocals
Severin：bass
Budgie：drums
Mcgeoch：guitar, sitar, string synth
The sirens：backing vocals
Desert kisses in the sand
Engulfing joints, engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
A deadly grip, a deadly lock
Cursed and pissed into the ocean
Wilfully caused a great commotion
But only for a stifled moment
Then it was back to still life motion
A sideways crawl, a sideways scrawl
The cancer crab is on us all
I kissed your face, i kissed the sand
I heard you sigh
There was no sound
Thrashed and spat back at the ocean
But there was nothing, no commotion
Just my lonely stupid notions
Trapped again in still life motion
Sinking down-with just my sound
Sinking down-running on the moving ground sinking down
Sinking down-without a sound
Sinking down-sleeping on the moving ground sinking down
Desert kisses in the sand
Engulfing joints, engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
A deadly grip, a deadly lock
Sinking down-the world is round
Sinking down-there's no-one around
Standing on the moving ground
Sinking down-the world is flat
There's no-one here to question that
Sinking down-without a sound
Sinking down
Sinking down-the world was round
Sinking down-there was no-one around
Sinking down.
9.Red Light
Sioux：vocals, camera
Severin：synthesizers, rhythm box
Budgie：drums
She falls into frame with a professional pout but the polaroids
ignite on seeing their subject and the aperture shuts-too much
exposure
Voyeur sucks into focus-floodlit the glossy kiss-pit but as
emulsion drips down...down
The aperture shuts-too much exposure
Come into this room-come into this gloom see the red light
rinsing another shutterslut wincing the sagging half-wit sister
Pretty, pretty picture
Of an ancient nipple shrinking-that kodakwhore winking 'til the
aperture shuts-too much exposure.
10.Paradise Place
Sioux：vocals, rhythm guitar
Severin：bass
Budgie：drums
Jones：lead guitar
Look to the hills-now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes-are they in the right place？
There's a mantovani backdrop-to pucker-up a tummy tuck a voice
soft as lint-mashed up with shades of pink
You can hide your genetics under drastic cosmetics but this
chameleon magic is renowned to be tragic
Look to the hills-now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes-are they in the right place？
11.Skin
Sioux：vocals, melodica
Severin：bass, 'the force'
Budgie：drumsdrumsdrums
Jones：guitar
Mink, seal and ermine smother fat women i have a noble cause for
skin-there's just too many of them the only necessary cull-curse
the brain inside it's skull just a bitch in the manger to the ba
S of nature
Chorus：
Cover me with skin and accuse me of sin but you know what i mean
There's just too many of them
Give me your skin for dancing in-hairless and streamline-fits
like my own skin tatooed and sun-dyed-it's warm and it's human
there was too many of them-the animals like them shame about the
smel
They're fine steeped in perfume.
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