1.Ladybird(Green Grass)
And there's a big concert going down in this town
People cannot see society had broken down
I sat upon the green grass but it just brought me down
And the wife said 'get up' and it just brought me round
Fly ladybird, get right outta town
Use your transparent wings
Ladybird fly, fly ladybird
Green grass was purple black and speckled all around
Round the ring, this croat town
The gas was obnoxious
It made me settle down, so i sat down
And the guy said 'get up' and it just brought me down
Fly ladybird, ladybird flee
Get right outta town, use your transparent wings
Above the leaping flames, get right outta here
Flee ladybird, ladybird fly
Pomerania is burning down.
Your family is gone, shot dead
Get right out of it
See the epaulette
Death： to let
Small change attached
I thought it was there but it just brought me down
Ripped the magazine open, it brought me round
Green grass was clear in the boundary zone
Grass faded into wimpy brick in the ground
Mother's somewhere in pomerania, but pomerania is burning down
Ein kleine meisterwork, settled in my bones
Fly! fly ladybird
Get right off the ground
Use your transparent wings
Get right outta here
2.Lost In Music
Le money il sur le table
Il money il sur la table
The palace of excess leads to the palace of access
Hideaway!
I'm lost in music
Feel so alive
Hideaway
Sur la table
I'm lost in music
Caught in a trap
No looking back
Le money il sur la tableau
Brick house refurbishment of pubs in the hideaway.....
I'm lost in music
Caught in a trap
And there's no looking back
I'm lost in music
I'm lost in music
Feel so alive
I quit my ten-to-five
I'm lost in music
I'm lost in music
Lost in music
Hideaway
Snag table top, snag
Dip dip refurbishment of pubs
In the hideaway
And then i heard a voice say
You're lost in music
No turning back
Caught in a trap
You're lost in music
I'm lost in music
Caught in a trap
And there's no looking back
I'm lost in music
L'argent est sur la table, (the money is on the table)
Pris au piege, (trapped)
Inutile de regarder en arriere, (it's useless to look behind
you)
Perdu dans la musique, (lost in music)
Cretin, va te faire foutre! (asshole, fuck you!)
I'm lost in music
Feel so alive
I quit my ten-to-five
I'm lost in music
3.Glam Racket
Stop eating all that chocolate
Eat salad instead
In fact, you're a half-wit from somewhere or other
Why don't you bog off back to xanadu in ireland
Glam rick
Don't try to cheat me
I'm fragile
You hang around with camera crews in shell-suits
You lecture on sweets
You read viz comic
Glam rick
You are bequeathed in suede
You are entrenched in suede
Glam rick
You've got celluloid in your genes dad
You are glam rick
You've cut my income by one third
You are working on a video project
You hog the bathroom
And never put your hand in your pocket
Glam rick
You're glam rick
But can't read between the lines
Your price, cut down is amazing
You're one of the best songs i've ever heard by stephen king
Glam rick
Rhinestone
Your clearasil produces richthofen rashes,
Sideboard-like on mountains
Clearasil is in conjunction
Shadrach, the shock
Glam rick
You post out sixty-page computer printouts
On the end of forests
All the above will come back to you
And confirm you as a damn pest
Glam rick
You're glam rick
4.I'm Going To Spain
I've sold my car, thrown in my job, i'm 34 years old
I think it's time i saw the world, and not australia
I've sold my car thrown in my job i'm 34 years old
I think it's time i saw the world coz i hate the cold and rain
and grey
I'm going to spain
Cousin norman had a real fine time last year
He said it doesn't rain
I hope i can quickly learn the language yeah
I hope i can quickly learn the language
And the factory floor presented me with some tapes of elton john
I hope it might keep me company but i hate the goo-
goo-goo-goodbyes
Coz i'm going to spain
Cousin norman had a real fine time last year
I hear it doesn't rain
I hope i can quickly learn the language yeah
I hope i can quickly learn the language yeah
My mother cried last friday night
When i said that i'll be gone
She packed it up, and then cashed in her premium bonds
And i'm going to spain
Cousin norman had a real fine time last year
They say it doesn't rain
I hope i can quickly learn the language yeah
I hope i can quickly learn the language
I'm going to spain
I'm going to spain
Better rate culture there boy
I'm going to spain
Cousin norman had a real fine time last year
They say it doesn't rain
I hope i can quickly learn the language-eh
5.It's A Curse
It's a curse
Well thy forsooth
Who is that interesting hack over there？
By gad, verily
Cracked curse
Disliked
Burdened
It's a curse
And am not unguilty of using it
'you, your tone is....
You tone of everybody'
Trying to bolt out of
Trying to get over
Operation mind fuck
'i do not like your tone.
It has ephemeral whinging＊ aspects.'
It's a curse. i am not unguilty of using it.
Waiting for you to f....
Trying to get out of
Tryna get out of
Waiting
They are waiting for you, bitterly, for you to fall over.
It's a curse.
Down their long egg breath
Cheap shaving lotion days
Their sandwiches stashed under their side seats
Their froglike chins ready to burst
I tell you, it's a curse, it's a burden
Trying to get over bargain vampires
In shops
I tell you it's a curse
'you, you tone is....'
Trying to get out of
It's a curse
Shafted over
It's a curse
It's a burden
That's burden
Operation mind-fuck
Look back bores
Bach and wagner
All you really need is a good schwartz
It's a curse
Balti and vimto and spangles＊＊
Were always crap,
Regardless of the look back bores.
It's a curse.
Shafted over.
Trying to bolt out of.
Waiting for you.
It's a curse.
6.Paranoia Man In Cheap Sh＊t Room
Paranoid man
In mid 30s
At the height of paranoia
At the zenith of his powers
By bed, replica shooter
Zenith dissolving
By his bed replica shooter
In the zenith of his powers
When girls pass, puts his head down, in the street
His neighbors now are listening to this
Shakes in the chemist's
While buying his vits
Puts his head down
When girls pass in the street
Shakes in the chemist
Paranoid man in his late 30s
32, 45
Reaches its summit
Male, mid 30s, white, paranoia
Goes down to the dance
Going down fast.
No heebies, creepies
Or hallucinogenics
It's the height of paranoia
Male, white, mid-to-late 30s
Serial number 54129
Going down to the dance
Going down fast
Leather jacket, baggy black pants
Very clever
Not as good as it was at 2：30
This afternoon
Nostalgia
Spangles
Late to mid 30s
Goes down to the dance
And drooped mental inertia
Mid 30s man in the grip of paranoia
Just like i told ya
Prefers karaoka.
Cheap shit half-dollar man
The sky calendar,
Bar, home,
Speculates.
7.Service
Why do you have a cloud in your eye？
Walked downstairs
Got my hat and my corny brown leather jacket
Streets were grey and clean for a change
Must have been the rain
Thought transference
And this man in digs with me would spit out
Two or three teeth a night on the floor
Winter is here, unlike yourself
Cold, pulled my shirt up
Service
Kicked the leaves
Learning about time,
Time of the vulperines
Time of the wolverines
They sit rotting, the leaves
Kick the brown branches, it is here
I came home and found i could say the word 'entrepreneur'
And my problem began
Service
(every man wants to be what he is not.)
At my feet, one who laughs at anything.
And at my head, one that laughs at nothing
And i'm just in-between
This day's portion
Service
(you would not like it if you knew it)
(why you have tears in your eyes from infotainment？)
Winter is here
I've got a witch on my left shoulder
My future's here
Now i will kick the broken branches
They're this day's portion of this day's portion
Didn't want to wake up and learn,
I've learnt the word 'entrepreneur'
Wandered around, found out,
Didn't want to say the word, roll it around in your mouth
Every man jack wants to be what he is not.
Service.
Little boys are taking over
They mumble through the grass
There are not fit to be in the company of vulperines and
wolverines
Too many heads knocking about.
Service.
This day's portion, this day's portion.
Why do you have a cloud in your eye from infotainment？
8.The League Of Bald-headed Men
You know when you end up in some sort of a cine-complex
And the person next to you is someone you hate？
Well well well well well well well well with me,
I end up like that,
All around and inside left.
All through the walls
It suppurates.
Look it up!
I'm immobile.
Is your house for sale？
And davey's just got out of his cell -
Where have you been this time？
Your lives are beyond the pale.
Walk the main drag, splayed.
See the blue baseball hatted, baseball blue hatted
School friends, pop mobs
Male loafers, business affairs advisers and members of the band.
Suppurates, look it up!
And every day it's my pleasure to meet
The great league of bald-headed men.
Your friends, pop mobs, first wives, ex-loafers
And every day it is my pleasure to meet
The league of bald-headed men.
Baseball hatted, blue capped.
[you scored passages to assuage their post-latent sexual baldy
alopecia.]＊
And every day it's my pleasure to meet
The great league of bald-headed men.
＊ in the 'league moon monkey mix' version
9.A Past Gone Mad
Serial killers were always a bore in my book,
Along with spangles and soccer books.
Rid us of old fogeys
Scuttling and swerving over the roads
Comma,
Kids in pubs.
Passable
Why is pete gabriel always following us？
And before the grub comes a moralist,
Dissonance of infotainment
A past gone mad!
Alive and well, he is on all channels
Dwelling in craven environment
If i ever end up like ian mcshane＊ slit my throat with a kitchen
tool
And if i ever end up like u2 slit my throat with a garden
vegetable
A past gone mad
Passable
Take a look back
Rear-view mirror： it's all behind you
A present gone mad
Tra-tra-la, follow, track that lava
Past, present gone mad.
Passable
A past gone mad.
10.Light／fireworks
Cold, cold, you can't control
[computer voice：light up a cigarette, cos it might be your
last.]
Fireworks, darkness
Cascading with fireworks.
Fireworks, can't read it
Fireworks, can't fathom it
Fireworks.
Coming up to the dawn here
What are those burnt embers
It's fireworks, smouldering
It's fireworks, cascading in the sky
From 8 till 5 the morning,
Fireworks
Fear cracked, fear cracked
Splitting chinese sky open,
Chinese sky at night
Exploding trees at night
Over rivers and bridges
Fireworks
Fireworks.
Fear craft.
11.Why Are People Grudgeful？
All over the world... death for rent
All over europa... different
Come on, come on, come on...
When you were down ＆ out
I always helped you out
And when you go out
You just chat and shop
You can walk and talk
Walk and talk
Without no fear at all
You can walk and talk
Walk and talk
Without no fear at all
(why, why)
Why why are people grudgeful, boy？
Tell me why are people grudgeful, boy？
All over the world
Different different
All over creation
Difference difference
(why, why)
Coming coming coming they're coming, you are crumbling boy
Watch out watch out watch out
Why, why
Watch out
Why, boy, why
And you tend to forget
Coming, coming, coming right from you boy
And you tend to forget
All over the world
Difference difference
All over europa
Difference difference
(why, why)
So why, why are people grudgeful boy？
So why, why are people grudgeful boy？
Ah-watch out, watch out watch out, watch out...
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