1.A Virgin Like You
I have never been mean
Never been as bad as it may have seem
I have never been vile
Never been twisted or unkind
Maybe I'm working too hard
Maybe I'm out of my mind
Maybe there will be a day
'Cause I've been losing my way
For such a very long time
That know I no longer know
Where to go
Oh, I wish I was a virgin, a virgin like you
I wish I had a distance to put me through
I wish that I had a burden, I wish that I had a dream
I wish I was as simple as you seem
Here we go again
When every direction leads to pain
And the one left I know
Is the one that I'm most certain, I don't want to go
Maybe there will be a day
Maybe I am out of my head
Maybe love wasn't for us
'Cause I've been losing my touch
For such a very long time
That I no longer know very much at all
I wish I was a virgin, a virgin like you
I wish I had a distance to put me through
I wish that I had a burden, I wish that I had a dream
I wish I was as simple as you seem
There was a time when I was a man
And everything was easy to understand
But now I'm floating like a shipwreck
Shrunk to fit in a foreign land
I have never been mean
Never been as bad as it may have seemed
2.Beauty Is The Beast
Men have made the a-bombs, men have made guns
The dreaded torture chambers and the barbed wire fence
But of all the awful things that men did invent
The idea of ideal beauty is worth
The most contempt and tell me who's a killer？
If we all consider that emotion runs as deep as flesh
And the idea of ideals that say what beauty is
Has sentenced so many to death
Beauty is the beast
You better believe it
You're wasting your whole life
If you're trying to achieve it
Beauty is the beast
And you better believe it
Beauty is the beast
Beauty is the beast
Beauty is the beast
Now, who can tell me how and where to begin
In a world who thinks of ugly as the cardinal sin
And constantly is talking about the beauty within
But looks up in the cellar everything that is grim
And tell me who's a killer？ If we all consider
That emotion runs as deep as flesh
And the idea of ideals that say what beauty is
Has sentenced so many to death
Beauty is the beast
Beauty like a barbed wire fence
Beauty is the beast
Beauty like a barbed wire fence
So, if beauty is your friend, you'd better go deceive it
Beauty is the beast, you better believe it
You're wasting your whole life if you're trying to achieve it
Beauty is the beast
And you better believe it
Beauty is the beast
Beauty is the beast
Beauty is the beast
3.Calleth You, Cometh I
Lyricist：Martin Karl Axen Persson, Mikael Bjoern-in Jepsson, Peter
Sven Kvint, Lars Henrik Ljungberg, Sylvester David Schlegel, Ola
Rolf Anders Svensson
And I know we were both too young
Way back when we had our thing
And you're not the one that I think
Every time that the telephone rings
And I know that what we had would not
Be called love by the ones who know
And I know it's been many years and hundred love affairs a go
I know all that so well but I also do know this
Calleth you, cometh I
And that's just how it is
And how it is always been
It's were my reason stops
And something else comes in
I know it doesn't make sense
But still calleth you, cometh I
And that's how it is
And I know we became restrained
Everytime we were among friends
And I know how it was last time
And how bitterly it always ends
And I know we were both too young
To know what real love would be like
And I know our communication didn't always work out right
I know all that so well but I also do know this
Calleth you, cometh I
And that's just how it is
And how it's always been
It 's were my reason stops
And something else cames in
I know it doesn't make sense
But still, calleth you, cometh I
And I've been waiting for this so long
Waiting to sing this song for you
4.Disease
And the lions ate the Christians
And the Christians burned the witches
And even I am out of explanations
But maybe that doesn't matter anymore
'Cause maybe you can read my thoughts
I'm going to school, going to work
Doing the dishes, knife and fork
All of that, all in all, hand in hand
Spring and fall
I believe I could get through it
I could even get into it
But only you could make me do it
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
'Cause if you'd die
Then I should die beside you
I began to read your profile
You are independent, mobile
Well, I know just as little
'Bout perfection
But we're running in the same direction
So maybe that doesn't matter anyhow
Belly aches, hair falls off
Skin gets covered with liver spots
Blood in the mouth and a racking cough
Heads get filled with feverish thoughts
I believe I could get through it
I could even get into it
But only you can make me do it
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
'Cause I want everything that
Is inside you
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
'Cause if you'd die
Then I should die beside you
If there is disease in you
Fall asleep and I will wake beside you
And if there is disease in you
I want to have that disease too
'Cause I want everything that
Is inside you, inside you
Inside you
5.Father Of A Son
Lyricist：Martin Karl Axen Persson, Mikael B Jepsson, Lars Henrik
Ljungberg, Sylvester David Schlegel, Ola Rolf Anders Svensson
One day I will become
The father of a son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, I've had my share of remarks about my rear
But I know it's all about fear
And that you'd probably love it
If you'd only dare
And I know a thousand girls who'd go wild
If I'd ask them to bear my child
So I don't see why you'd even care
To prevent me 'cause I can swear
That one day I will become
The father of a son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
One day I will become
The father of a son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
And you're totally fogged in your head
If you were serious right now
When you said that it's because
They will be bullied in school
'Cause that means you let the bullies set the rules
And you can legislate and oppress
And you can make my life a mess
But you can't change the way I feel
Or convince me that my wish is unreal
And you can strike me down and fence me
And you can claim that there's opinion against me
But I'll still win over you, sir, 'cause if you fight love
You're always a looser
And one day I will become
The father of a son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
One day I will become
The father of a son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
And I may be gay
But I can tell you straight away
That I'll become a better father than all of you anyway
So listen, one day I will become
The Father of a Son
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
6.Cygnet To Cygnet
Lyricist：Axen Martina Anna Mercedes, Jepsson Mikael Bjorn Ingel,
Ljungberg Lars Henrik, Lundgren Rosengardten Martin H, Schlegel
Sylvester David Olof, Svensson Ola Rolf Anders
Oh, I have seen the strong turn frail
Insufficiency turn their once proud cheeks pale
And I have seen the fruitless love of cygnets down the bay
And how the younger make their way
With a little little help from their friends
And I, I have heard of how the cygnets cry
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
Say can I make you shake like cygnets shake
When cygnets break？
Can it ever be the same？
Oh, it is still not long ago
That I believed in wages of sin an' so
And she, such a wicked androgyny
So maybe should I strike her on her chin
Or should I cut her head in two
Yes, that's what I ought to do
'Cause I, I have heard of how the cygnets cry
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
Say, can I make you shake
Like cygnets shake, when cygnets break？
Can it ever be the same？
But when she leans against my shoulder
I know nothing can be stronger
So I don't see why I worry
I just can't stand the thought
Of that sound, aw, that sound
But hey, hey, I saw her yesterday
And I never felt my heart take a leap that way
Now, I must no more waste my time
Now I'm gonna push it up her spine
IÂ'm gonna make her weep and whine
All because I love her
'Cause I, I have heard of how the cygnets cry
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
Say can I make you shake
Like cygnets shake, when cygnets break？
Can it ever be the same？
7.Power To Change
Lyricist：Axen Martina Anna Mercedes, Jepsson Mikael Bjorn Ingel,
Ljungberg Lars Henrik, Schlegel Sylvester David Olof, Svensson
Ola Rolf Anders
It's at last a new day
Spacey clothes and feather boas are lying on the floor
Wish I could buy a new face
So I could walk the streets and no one noticed me at all
Ain't got no radar, nowhere to crash
If I go on like this I sure ain't gonna last
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I hate
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I ain't
And then you brought me new friends
And you should know that I've been so thankful for them all
But they all took me sideways
'Cause I never wanna to be any body's superman at all
No, you see, I'm only human I make mistakes
I'm not the devil but I sure ain't no saint
Oh Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I ain't
Oh Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I ain't, Lord
I've got the gift to make people, people less afraid
It's time I use it for something else then, then getting laid
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I hate
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I ain't
Lord, gimme the power to change
Realize now that you gotta change your ways, Lord
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I hate
Lord, gimme the power to change
When I realize I turn into something that I ain't
Lord, gimme the power to change
Realize now that you gotta change your ways, Lord
8.The Glad Yeah
Lyricist：Axen Martina Anna Mercedes, Jepsson Mikael Bjorn Ingel,
Ljungberg Lars Henrik, Schlegel Sylvester David Olof, Svensson
Ola Rolf Anders
I've got something inside me and I know that is good
And it's not about the way I act or the way I look
And it's not about the quantity of people who wants to sleep
with me
Oh, no, it's all in the heat that makes me feel good
And you can tell me I'm wrong
But I will still sing this song
'Cause' I waited so long for the sun
To come on in my marrow
And now I'm glad, yeah
Now I'm glad, yeah, now I'm glad
And I know that can't be bad
'Cause' now I'm glad, yeah
'Cause' now I'm glad, yeah, now I'm glad
And I know that can't be bad
Well, I look to the left and I look to the right
And then I go straight ahead because neither seems right
Oh, boy, what do they know 'bout the heat？
'Cause it's a constant struggle to gets things right
While corporate jerks try to steal my shine
Oh, boy, so why don't we take it to the street？
And if they tell you you're wrong
You tell them I can't be wrong
'Cause I'm not doing it for you
I'm doing to be true to my body
And now I'm glad, yeah
Now I'm glad, yeah, now I'm glad
And I know that can't be bad
Yes, now I'm glad, yeah
Now I'm glad, yeah, now I'm glad
And I know that can't be bad
You know, it's all about glad, yeah, glad
9.Angelheads
Lyricist：Axen Martina Anna Mercedes, Jepsson Mikael Bjorn Ingel,
Ljungberg Lars Henrik, Lundgren Rosengardten Martin H, Svensson
Ola Rolf Anders
With a yawn the peaceful city goes to sleep
It's long 'til dawn cries a siren in the street
'Cause the night is where the young bold lovers rule
A reign of spite, day times they're hidden in the clouds
Click, clack, cluck, oh when their feet clack to the ground
Click, clack, cluck, oh, it makes a lovely sound
'Cause the air is clean, where the danger's always near
It's easy seen, they're unfamiliar with fear
'Cause boys wanna know
What makes men crawl, what makes empires fall
Wanna hear and see it all
'Cause it seems to them a mystic and unbelievable
Don L. Lee and the sisters of the night
Is yours for free if you wanna take a bite
'Cause love is cheap and nutritious in the streets
We hide and seek it's easy not to fall asleep
'Cause boys wanna know
What makes men crawl, what makes empires fall
Wanna hear and see it all
'Cause it seems to them a mystic and unbelievable
Lofty hills of laughs we climb, sugary spices waits outside
Time is on our side and we have everything to gain
But if you hear the mountains swing and if you hear the angels
roar
Let me know, I'll play the chord, there's a strength in our flow
That would make a strong man bow
Oh, it's a marvel to be seen
How it flows in chryzantemummy green
But some do scorn, hearing the fleshy engines roar
Afraid to show where their angelheads do grow
'Cause boys wanna know
What makes men crawl, what makes empires fall
Wanna hear and see it all
'Cause it seems to them a mystic and unbelievable
10.The Homecomer
Lyricist：Axen Martina Anna Mercedes, Jepsson Mikael Bjorn Ingel,
Ljungberg Lars Henrik, Lundgren Rosengardten Martin H, Svensson
Ola Rolf Anders
They look so sweet
Measure them from head to feet
The homecomer with a straw hat
Showing color-slides of a viper and a bat
And where to go and where it's at
Sitting drinking wine with the grown-ups by the fire
Telling all night 'bout the places he's been
And the people there
Oh, the kids would love to hear so they sneak up near
I'll come home with a mind of my own
And a rucksack full of secrets I can show
While everyone tries to picture
What the homecomer's eyes have seen
A homecomer is what I always wanted to be
The homecomer with a straw hat
Finds his way without a map
On the countryside or in London town
Looking at the children with love in his face
Telling them softly that
When I was your age
I longed to be someone like me
The homecomer with a sun-tan
Touches his own face
With the hands of a man
Somethings has changed he's not the same
After an appointment with a very old friend
All good days must come to an end
So he goes to bed
And he closes his eyes
I'll come home with a mind of my own
And a rucksack full of secrets I can show
While everyone tries to picture
What the homecomer's eyes have seen
A homecomer is what I always wanted to be
11.The Most Radical Thing To Do
I could punch your face when you say I'm good
I could dress in lace and paint my face and go out on a cruise
In the neighborhood become a prostitute or become a priest
I could fuck anyone, every girl, every boy
At least one in every town, that's to say the least
Wouldn't that be radical？ Wouldn't that be radical？
(But)
The most radical thing to do is to love someone who loves you
Even them the world is seemingly telling you not to
I don't know what's wrong or right but I know what's worth a
fight
The most radical thing is to do what your heart tells you to
'Cause I do assure you that I do adore you
I could cut myself and take it to the streets
I could dress like a freak, leave my blankets in a heap
Stop brushing my teeth for ninety weeks
Throw down the government, become the President
I could try every drug or give everyone a hug
Set every prisoner free and claim I'm Jesus' son
Wouldn't that be radical？ Yes, all of that would be radical all
right
But the most radical thing to do is to love someone who loves
you
Even them the world is seemingly telling you not to
I don't know what's wrong or right but I know what's worth a
fight
The most radical thing is to do what your heart tells you to
'Cause I do assure you that I do adore you
I wish that I could be that radical
That radical
I wish that I could be that radical
That radical
12.Hey Modern Days
Hey modern days
here we come
But our feet are swollen
and we got no place to stay
But we hope it would still be okay
'Cause we brought champagne
And we thought that there must be sleeping bags
(In this very modern day)
But we're all very proud to be here today
The first of a thousand million modern days
'Cause it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
Hey modern days, we're taken aback
We're a flame and a-gog, aloof and inhaled
With a don-don briefcase, oh, wait for our call
And I therefore shall declare
That the stores shall be locked no more
(No more)
No more
(No more)
Why shall men suffer, why shall there be freaks？
Why am I still rehearsing a song when I ought to sleep？
'Cause it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
Oh, chin-batty dour face, why did you go there？
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping it would carry me home
Hoping it would carry me home
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
It's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It's brief in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It's a see-saw sickness, it's a snake-bite, low chant jive
On the century's crime
Chin-batty dour face, why did you go there？
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone's star is offering protection
Chin-batty dour face, why did you go there？
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone's star is offering erection
13.This Sad Bouquet
Must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate, I was made to love
But I never knew it was so hard
It took time, took time to accept the fact
That one must loose everything except what you do not choose
It's taken time, long time and yet more time it will take
Before my heart is free and brave enough to break
This sad long tale of moments passé
Must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate, I was made to love but I never knew it was
so hard
This sad bouquet of forget-me-nots
That I threw away is growing scars and dots
In this weary heart where there's a bird, so shy
But one of these days that bird will learn to fly
14.Bottleneck Barbiturate
I don't believe in angels well, at least not in yours
But I believe in the sensation of holding you close
And I don't believe in exile at least not how you practice it
But I'm willing to regret all the travels I made
All the triumphs in my book
'Cause I'm afraid that they took me away from you
So, don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know other ways of getting around the lonely hour
I'm the one who used to tell you that something is for free
And, that being lonely doesn't have to be a drag
(What a gag)
Now if I was to envy you, you know it wouldn't be for real
Just a way to steal or can it be so
That we've made it on our own？
I donÂ't know but these walls seems to tell me it ain't so
So don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know better ways of getting around the lonely hour
Don't make me wait
Don't make me wait
Don't make me wait
So don't be upset
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Ain't helping you out
It wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground
Don't make me wait
'Cause you're bottleneck barbiturate
Is letting you down
'Cause I know better ways of getting around the lonely hour
15.Laurel Wreath
I'm afraid, embarrassed too
I have never seen anything like You
My God, You're great
Greater than I did expect
And the night is silver 'round Your neck
And the night is silver 'round Your neck
Men high and low sing hymns to You
Your sons and daughters
Do what You want them to
I want to wear Your love like a laurel wreath
And the night turns silver when You breathe
And the night turns silver when You breathe
I'm out of time, You bring me down
You leave me naked standing out of line
'Cause You're a soul on an endless trek
And the night is silver 'round Your neck
And the night is silver 'round Your neck
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