Unreleased Songs

The Hidden Cameras Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.A Miracle

Lyricist:S Gibb

Sent from God
A holy visit
I wake up in the night
'What is it?'

I'm startled and I'm cold
And I believe that I have problems in my dreams
I feel like I'm the only one
Who can carry your disease

In my head you are suffering
In my head you are
In my head you are suffering
In my head you are

He brings me flowers that are gold
And honey from the bees
And he places a blossom in my hair
And undresses me

And he tells me that I'm the only one
That can carry his disease
I'm made to be an animal by his love
And to bear his baby

In my head you are suffering
In my head you are
In my head you are suffering
In my head you are


2.Doot Doot Plot

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Thank goodness for the teacher
And nothing can go wrong
Act fortunate to be here
Than doodle on the wall of a stall

You've been pulling your Pol Pot for long enough
I've been cooking in your pot for far too long
You've been pulling your Pol Pot for long enough
I've been cooking in your pot for far too long

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Thank goodness for the teacher
And nothing can go wrong
Act fortunate to be here
Than doodle on the wall of a stall

I've been included in your plot for long enough
You've been going on and on for far too long
I've been included in your plot for long enough
You've been going on and on for far too long

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

You've been pulling your Pol Pot for long enough
I've been cooking in your pot for far too long
You've been pulling your Pol Pot for long enough
I've been cooking in your pot for far too long

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo


3.The Day Is Dawning

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

There's a new day dawning
There's a new day dawning
There's a new day dawning
There's a new day dawning

Day is dawning
Day is dawning
Day is dawning
Day is dawning
Day is dawning
Day is dawning

There's a new day dawning, skulls piled high
Body breathes as crushed by an army but I enjoy how it feels
To be hurt, beaten, broken and demolished
I may never later choose to heal because

The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top

There's a pile of old bones in the corner
Entrails in jars on shelves
The shadow over land becomes a cover
It appears as neither black nor pale
The sight of sky in darkness draws an audience
The basement dwellers will go blind because

The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top
The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The work of the father, of my father to build the will to build
Has fallen blindly over all of my recordings
It is the nails driven through the steel
Of an armored army vehicle with an engine's roar
A future coffin where I soon may lie because

The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top
The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top
On top, on top, on top
The sun is disappearing
And the dark is reappearing on top, on top

On top
On top
On top
...


4.Golden Streams

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Golden stream
In the cold
It turns to ice
Runs down my knees in fright

Golden stream
Turns from warm to cold
In frightful time
In the frozen dead of night

The golden stone builds the golden road to heaven
Held up high by golden streams of ice
My golden bone meets the golden bun
Buns held high in our dreams of men

Golden streams of ice
In the cold
Hold up a city of gold
That lives in broad daylight

Two golden streams
Run down my cheeks
When buns are deprived
Of my dreams of men

I hold the golden bone on the golden road to heaven
Held up high by golden streams of ice
The golden bone belongs in golden bun
Bone and bun held high in my dreams of us

My golden wand waves down your golden rod
Our gold held high in sunny breezy sky
Then a stream of gold released from golden stone
Erupts late at night and melts the winter ice

The golden streams
The golden streams
The golden streams
...


5.She's Gone

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Sitting alone, I feel dead
But I feel the life blood in my head
Looking down at myself from above
I can see that my shadow is stalking

She's gone again

In the grass, I feel warm
Laying low with my head up
Eyes wide open, eyes to the moon
She's ready to be with you

She's gone again

Get to my feet, hit the road
I feel better when I'm moving on
Escape the grimace of my shadow
I will be gone before it even knows that

She's gone
And I'm never gonna see her face again
She's gone again

Life imitates the forms we make
And so we fall into the vein
Eyes fold to the moon above
I see a face, I hear a song

She's gone
And I'm never gonna see her face again
She's gone again

In the future we will overcome
The fear of anchoring into love
Could be the first time, it could be anywhere
I should be able if my will is there

She's gone
And I'm never gonna see her face again
She's gone again

Rub my eyes for a second glance
As I move on I feel it enhance
I take the place of my shadow
Moving about without letting anyone know

She's gone
And I'm never gonna see her face again
She's gone again


6.Follow These Eyes

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

In the dark of night, I won't break from your side
Nor a stir or a sigh, we will work in silence
With these eyes and grace, that will fall to waste
With these eyes, with these eyes, these eyes, these eyes

If these eyes had a way to convince you and to sway
I'd be here in your arms, I would feed from your palm
But these eyes have seen their day and they wander away
To the bin, to the door, 'til they fix on the floor

Either look too late or they stare thee down
I've been dead, I've been born, I've been mining the most
They've been dead, these eyes, they won't follow mine

No, I won't, no, I won't, no, I won't
No, I won't be afraid when I kneel at the gate
I'll be fine with the fate that the saints bestow
Lost in the wave, it will ease these eyes
I'll stand tall and straight until mercy arrives
I've been watching for you but you've left the room
I've been lost, I've been used, I've been easily amused

'Cause these eyes, 'cause these eyes
Cause these eyes, 'cause these eyes
'Cause these eyes see the way to resist the decay
If they look to obey they will falter none

No, they won't be afraid when they steal the silence
If you call, I will beg without breaking these eyes
I've been dead, I've been born, I've been mining the most
How long will it be before they follow me?

These eyes, these eyes, these eyes, these eyes


7.Awoo

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

From the moment I was taught to resist the education, awoo
To hold it hostage until I know he loves me, awoo
With a shrug and an ugh, I unleash my holy power, awoo
The feeling of the end of my last examination, awoo

Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya
Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya

How sweet is the curd of my own written qualities, awoo
I'd rather wallow, win the mud of my own imagination, awoo
If I am naked on the throne, I'll be working in bone yard, awoo
Haunts the blood like a bad reputation, awoo

Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya
Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya

I've got 25 bucks, can you save my reputation? awoo
Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever, awoo
But if I covet and conform to my own rich qualities, awoo
I'll be working for my own, now at least I'll know he loves me
not, awoo

Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya
Awoo, awoo, a ye, a ya


8.Death Of A Tune

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Silence from you is like
The death of a tune, oh
I have been driven down
By those nursery rhymes, oh

Am I troubled by youth
To be wordless and useless? oh
Wordless and you
Wordless and you

It's been the same forever
It's the start of it all
A congregation
The meaning block
Spring and summer

When I enter the room
I hear the chirp of a lark, oh
Mumbling in a whine
My own melody line, oh

And if I sing to the wall
I'd be killing them all, oh
Killing them all
Killing them all

It's the same expression
That's been used on them all
A slow elation
That can warm the flock
Let's keep it together

Am I just being used
When I hear mostly lies? Oh
In confusion, I think
What a pity to rhyme, oh

Smothering my own muse
By a telepathy line, oh
Telepathy line
Telepathy line

If we abstain forever
We can start the love
It's the same in heaven
As they fall apart

The mind recovers
The soul is lost
The body's my brother


9.Breathe On It

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Breathe on it
God comes from the light of fire
When I get a hold of it
I can breathe alright

Breathe on it
His words do calm my mind
I lose my whole honor
So I can breathe on fire

I may be damaged by the rod
And damned in the light
Sit with all the wicked
Untamed by holy rites

The gasp for air is ashes
But we're breathing for life
Being best friends with all the witches
And slaves to our skinny thighs

Breathe on it
God breathes a mighty storm
I can teach a whole wet army
To breathe on fire

And when I breathe on it
I feel washed and alive
The smell of soot is honor
As I breathe on fire

In the bowels of hell
We will be known for our tongues
Set apart from all the wicked
Under his coat, on our own

We may feel gifted as we blow
Producing flames every night
Feeling warm under the covers
Is the air for our lungs

As I breathe on it
I know I've caught the bug
God teaches whole armies
To breathe on fire

And as I breathe on it
I know I've caught the bug
I can teach a whole army
To breathe alright


10.The Animals Of Prey

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

We go down like moles
Claws dig an endless hole
We descend on fours
Our snouts lead us on

We fall down without notes
And so we build a barren moat
Work through the night, our eyes opaque
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain

We fall down in pairs
Moles locked in a blind stare
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile
Without a sound, the blind lead blind

We, the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Under the stars the moles go far
Into the earth like a sinking stone

We ascend as swans
Glide through blue waters calm
Exhausted head, it falls asleep
Under a rock, after the dig

We wake up as swans
Songs sung for no one
Left in the night, the moles asleep
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink

We get up as swans
Big bird in a small pond
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold

We, the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead

We, the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead

We play dead, we play dead
We play dead, we play dead
We play dead, we play dead

We play dead, we play dead
We play dead


11.Boys Of Melody

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Far out at sea
Bathed in breeze
Now, only ghosts
We haunt living dreams

Out on the coast
The coast is the most
That we'll ever see

Out on the coast
We'll sit and boast
That it's all we need, ohh

Wade through the sand
And find the romance
That we know we need, ohh

Boys of melody, yeah, ohh
And they'll follow me, yeah, ohh
I'll sing harmony, yeah, ohh

And with our song
Marching along
Few feign a frown
Or forget their towns

We proceed in stained bed sheets
And hang on our sleeves
That we're happy, yeah, ohh

Sung chorus of tones
Backed by drums and drones
We march towards the sea, yeah, ohh

As we reach the edge
I sing a new lament
The boys are here with me, yeah, ohh

Boys of melody, yeah, ohh
And they'll follow me, yeah, ohh
And I'll sing harmony, yeah, ohh

And it's all we need, yeah, ohh
The boys are here with me, yeah, ohh
We're happy, yeah, ohh

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh


12.Music Is My Boyfriend

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

I found music
And he found me
I gave him some tambourine
He gave me a scream

I washed his dirty underwear
He made me toast
Music filled my mug with Vaseline
I gave him a choke

We could be happy
We could be free
If we don't make-out
Or fall in love

I found music
And he found me
Bleeding from my fingers and knees
Plugged into a drum machine

Nailed to my head a tambourine
And a guitar laced to my waist
Stone cold fever
An internal melody

Guitars make me happy
Drum beats make us all free
Solid as a rock lover
Is the music in me

I found music
And he found me
A balding head-banging pre-teen
So he seduced me in a dream

I kissed his ugly gangly greens
He swallowed my pee

We live to be happy
And pray to be free
But it was soon found out
That my body is brief

I found music
And he found me
He kept me singing
To my dying day

Sing to be happy
Hum to be free
The eternal harmony
Music and me


13.Shame

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Shame, shame, shame, shame

Lift my legs, lift my legs
Lift my legs, lift my legs
Lift my legs and drop the complaints

Of your life and your wife
Of your life, of your wife
Of your life, just drop the wife

And pick up men, pick up men
Pick up men, pick up men
Pick up men and invite them into your car

Or into a bar, in a car
In a bar, in a car
It's all about the bars

And you give me a new name
It's all about the name
Like Roger or Lincoln or Teddy
How 'bout Elaine?

I've got a woman's thighs
And a woman's mind
Woman's thighs, woman's mind
Woman's thighs, neither are nice

'Cause you like me to tie you to ice
Woman's mind

Shame, shame, shame, shame

Move your lips, move your hips
Move your hips, move your lips
Move your hips, it's the loneliness

That's camera shy and tries to hide
Crooked teeth, crooked feet
Crooked teeth, how 'bout the cock?

Move aside, bras and tights
Put on lice, put on lice
Put on lice, scurvy and lice

Polio, polio, polio, polio
Polio, how 'bout AIDS?

I cover your eyes, you fantasize
I'm your wife, I'm your life
I'm your wife, how 'bout a fight?

'Cause you like me to tie you to ice
The man's right

Shame, shame, shame, shame

'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice
'Cause you like me to tie you to ice, you to ice

Shame, shame, shame, shame


14.Wandering

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

I had this feeling of life
Wandering
Through the field of an island
I'll be wondering
If it's a dream I'll be wise to
Keep slumbering

Oh to be filled up with life
And be wandering
Through the streets I will find
I'll be wondering
If it's a joke I will laugh
Or just break down?

I couldn't be the one to follow
I couldn't if I tried
Following the aimless calling
Miracle conspires
To chase, in waster, an answer, folly
Answer me reply
I've already decided that

This feeling is mine
I'll be wandering
Through the streets I will find
It's best to be wandering

Even if I can't find
What I think is the light
I have this weakness to find
Or at least wander

I wouldn't have the need to follow
Anyone's advice
Navigating, edges fraying
Take me in the light
I wouldn't be denied because

In a dream I will find you
It's a wonder
I'll feel the need to confide
With only my eyes
Oh to be filled up with life
And be wandering


15.For Fun

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

In my evil little graveyard
There was writing on the wall
We were concocting 'round the cauldron
A dream that was to come

For fun, for fun, for fun, for fun

He fretted and he fronted
With an accidental charm
'Til he had forgotten all the words
To his own monologue

For fun, for fun, for fun, for fun

When I heard the angel call
She put a needle in my bone
She dabbled in my marrow
I was convinced she was the balm
I knew she warded off evil
That would inevitably come

For fun, for fun, for fun, for fun

In the flash of a fall
It gave rise, a lonely charge
That turned into a spark
That in turn gave rise to thought

Thought turned into scrawl
Scribbling into its own form
Form became a law
That would crumble into dust

For fun, for fun, for fun, for fun
The fun, the fun of it all


16.Learning The Lie

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

Stuck on my noose, I thought
What can I do?
Stolen by you
I am so easily led

I thought
Learning the lie is like living the life

Stuck by the high beams
Our thoughts rapidly fled
A rum with your pants down
With blood in the eye

I thought
Learning the lie is like living the life

Sucked in by the news
Of the legally dead
Torn at the hamstring
Attempting to walk

I thought
Learning the lie is like living the life


17.The Waning Moon

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

The morning dew wets the parched lawn
It's been a year without a single drop
And though we wait, we will always wail
Forever now, we will always move

Mother due for the umpteenth time
She holds it in with a torrid grin
The baby kicks folds his arms too quick
He never knew it was the folly that

Awaits
When the moon wanes
Awaits
When the moon wanes

I never thought that we would end this way
All of the stars lost in the evening haze
And when I freeze, I know they're watching me
Forever now, we will always move

Another scream for the love in bloom
And when I thaw you'll hear me howl to the moon
You'll circle me and I'll circle you
Bursting in and then the folly that

Love wanes
Away
Lest you wait
Await

Our love is deep when the ice has gone
Up to our waists wet from the thaw
Will make a man out of the lonely boy
I'll never see, it will be obvious

And when we know we will overflow
We never knew we'd walk right off the plank
Hold onto me as we fall away
Plunge into the blue and have a crutch or two

Or two
The moon wanes
Away


18.We Oh We

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

All I want is to be in his movie
And not just be old worms of yesterday
All I want is to be in his movie
And not just be old worms of yesterday

We oh, oh we oh, we oh, oh we oh
We oh, oh we oh

All I want is to be in his movie
And not just be old worms of yesteryear
All I want is to be under his covers
And not simply be a time from yesterday

All I want is to be in his movie
And not just be old worms of yesteryear
All I want is to be under his covers
And not simply be a time from yesterday

We oh, oh we oh, we oh, oh we oh
We oh, oh we oh, we oh, oh we oh

All I want is warmth from his smother
And not just be frozen for an age
Oh, my longing to be bare on your knee
And that not just be home from yesterday

All I want is warmth from his smother
And not just be frozen for an age
Oh, my longing to be bare on your knee
And that not just be home from yesterday

We oh, oh we oh, we, oh we oh
We oh, oh we oh, we, oh we oh


19.Hump From Bending

Lyricist:Joel Gibb

I've had it with the present laws of this awful state
The bleeding heart suffers eternally
And in the prudishness of my fumbling
Feel the impending hump from bending

Hump from bending, like a child born in spring

I'll feel it in the sweaty claws grappling with fate
Doddering, the aching wait
I feel it in the vertebrate and there it festers great
The growing gloom that precedes the pain

Hump from bending, like a child born in spring

I could take it to the government with a doleful face
I'll saunter in with a slothful grace
And maybe with my indolence and your suffering
We'll grow a meaty hump to support the kids

Hump from bending, like a child born in spring

I woke up from this reverie of standing tall and great
I was fastened to the stretching plate
And in a helpless glance, well, I had to say
That, that's what keeps me on the bend to break

Hump from bending, like a child born in spring
Growing a hump from bending like child born in spring


20.In The Union Of Wine

With fangs and red eyes I boast my hairy shrine
The sky stained poo drab as the dad drives
Through the blunder and the cold, the cassette survives
Brittle plastic, the tongue tied and my week's favorite find

In the union of wine to be seen is to be blind
The cassette is a lie, then to pause and to rewind
I tripped through his front door, entangled clothes
And bones as we lay warm

He slaps my belly to a beat with a meaty groan
We then finish with a feast, fellowship of beef
In the union of wine, I may be lost but he is mine
To be on top from behind and the odor of the refined

I wore out his radio
It's like drinking in the cold with our cheapest find
And the truth that may be told as we piss in rows
That boy is entered on his side as he wonders why that

In the union of wine, in my Walkman I am blind
'Cause the cassette is a lie, to be born is to be blind
In the union of wine he's neither bold nor even bright
In the union of wine he's neither bold nor even bright


21.Mississauga Goddam

Mississauga goddam
Bears the treachery of my own man
I'll be wearing my disguise until I rid my life
Of Mississauga goddam

Mississauga people
Carry the weight of common evil
And go about their lives with a whisper and a whine
About Mississauga goddam

Mississauga skyline
Filled with the shadows of the power line
With the garbage and refuse, we'll build a mountain to the moon
On top of Mississauga goddam

Mississauga goddam
A territory in the sky will brighten up
My life from Mississauga goddam
Mississauga goddam, Mississauga goddam
Mississauga goddam, Mississauga goddam

Mississauga steeples
Chopped by supermarket heathen
Soot soon to paint the sky, the territory leads my mind
From Mississauga goddam

Mississauga goddam
Bears the drudgery of my old man
I'll be wearing my disguise until I lead my life
From Mississauga goddam


22.I Want Another Enema

I want another enema, nema, nema
Good waste is an oxymoron, moron, moron
My body is an exit wound, oh my wounds, oh my wounds
I want another enema, nema, nema

Hunting hair to find emotional grace
I am scared you'll see my body and know
That removing hair has taken over my life
And I don't know how to stop

I want another enema, nema, nema
Good waste is an oxymoron, moron, moron
My body is an exit wound, oh my wounds, oh my wounds
I want another enema, nema, nema

On the rim of an emotional place
I fear you'll see my body and know
That removing hair has taken over my life
And I don't know how to stop

I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema

I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema

I want another enema, nema, nema
Good waste is an oxymoron, moron, moron
My body is an exit wound, oh my wounds, oh my wounds
I want another enema, nema, nema

On the brink of an impossible feat
I get scared you'll see my body
And know that hunting hair has taken over my life
And I don't know how to stop

On the brink of an impossible feat
I get scared you'll see my body
And know that hunting hair has taken over my life
And I don't know how to stop

I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema
I want another enema, nema, nema


23.Builds The Bone

When I fall I'll aim my feet at you
I'll aim my knees, floating through breeze
Too dumb to follow a moving target, still
Damn my needs, too meek to follow them

Have already touched it
It builds the bone
Although I'll never need it
It fills in the hole I know

Darkness falls and I'm cruising creek again
With a hollow head, a hollow head to boot
A prima donna, a prima donn' moment
Too shy to swallow, yet young enough to gag

All will come to it
They say it builds the bone
If I ever stop needing it
May I be thrown into the throes of toil

Let my fall, let my fall on you
Tame my feet, I'll rope my knees 'round you
It ain't my fault, no, it ain't my fault, oh no
You broke the whole, you broke the whole, oh you

All is nothing, it creates a sore
It takes my all to love it
And it relates to the end as we know