1.Strasbourg
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Horn-smith, Lasse Scheufens
Petersen, Matthew James Swinnerton
I'll meet you in West Germany
October 1983
I know that freedom was a lie
And your husband was a spy
You say that words are impotent
But they can help us pay the rent
I knew for sure there was nothing left
Except the vodka on your breath
We meet in Strasbourg
In Strasbourg
Dann sind wir Helden
We meet in Strasbourg
The courage that your father plucked
From inside a cattle truck
Will help us fix the exit polls
Our children must have rock 'n' roll
Surveillance cameras captured dawn
Breaking on the autobahn
I knew for sure our chance was blown
When rifles made us feel at home
We meet in Strasbourg
In Strasbourg
Dann sind wir Helden
We meet in Strasbourg
We meet in Strasbourg
In Strasbourg
Dann sind wir Helden
We meet in Strasbourg
Eins, zwei, drei, vier
Ideas can change the government
But they never listen to our arguments
On TV our friends smashed cement
And pulled down the bastards monuments
I went outside for a cigarette
I saw things I had tried to forget
The news showed us who we had left
And I could smell the vodka on your breath
2.We Are All Animals
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Hornsmith, Lasse Scheufens Petersen,
Matthew James Swinnerton
We are the animals who have lost our hair
Retained some of our teeth and gained a choice
We'll chase food, money and sex until satisfied
And when its time to rest ask, 'What's next？'
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
Well, it's hard enough to retain control
When our instincts are egging us on
Biologists and chemists
Reducing our souls
To four letters
And when we think about it
We're like a masterpiece
Whose glimpsed, the artist？
We are, the machines, carrying our various genes
Then discarded, when the job is done
We are the disciples, who have lost our way
Kicked from our pedestal when Darwin burnt the book
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
Well, it's hard enough to retain control
When our instincts are egging us on
Biologists and chemists
Reducing our souls
To four letters
Will genes replace Genesis？
We're like a masterpiece
Whose glimpsed the artist？
We like to think we're at a special place
The stars revolve around the human race
But we're just mammals
Just, primates
Like chimps or gorillas
We see the hair on our face
And look at another primate
You and I, we relate
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
We are all animals
3.All Too Human
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Horn-smith, Lasse Scheufens
Petersen, Matthew James Swinnerton
The distance we have come has got me pinin'
For a touch up once familiar and excitin'
And though up yonder charts we might be climbing
To do it without you is very frightenin'
Now you've got a job you hoped and work for
We're both pretty much where we wanna be
We hardly get any time together
'Cos now we're both far too busy
Human all too human
I'm at the mercy of you
You got me right where you want me
There's nothing else I can do
Human all too human
I'm all tense and strained
Just can't bring myself to tell you
I can't keep livin' like this
Comin' back to the flat now seems so lonely
You're not there so it's just as I left it
The chair that you sit in is now empty
Its arms can't hold me like they're meant to
Human all too human
I'm at the mercy of you
You got me right where you want me
There's nothing else I can do
Human all too human
I'm all tense and strained
Just can't bring myself to tell you
I can't keep livin' like this
(Human all too human)
I need you, I need you, I seriously do
(Human all too human)
I'm not even drunk yet, I only had a few
(Human all too human)
I need you, I need you, I seriously do
(Human all too human)
I'm not even drunk yet, I only had a few
You got me right where you want me
There nothing else I can do
Human all too human
I'm all tense and strained
Just can't bring myself to tell you
I can't keep living like this
Human all too human
Human all too human
Human all too human
Human all too human
4.Binary Love
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew
Swinnerton
Don't you ever pretend
That we are more than friends？
Despite the metal and wires
I still have human desires
I'll wait here 'til the end
For my dividend
And when I turn off the lights
I'll wait here 'til the end
Over and over she burns my circuits
I feel fire rushing through my wires
I can feel all the things that we can't share
When I hear your voice
It fills me with noise
Was this meant to be？
Are you corrupting me？
Can't you just pretend
That we are more than friends？
Despite the metal and wires
I still have human desires
Over and over she burns my circuits
I feel fire rushing through my wires
I can feel all the things that we can't share
Over and over she burns my circuits
I feel fire rushing through my wires
I can feel all the things that we can't share
The satellites connecting us, protecting us
Our makers have neglected us
It's not their fault, it's just the way
Over and over she burns my circuits
I feel fire rushing through my wires
I can feel all the things that we can't share
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I can feel all the things that we can't share
5.The Guilt
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Hornsmith, Lasse Scheufens Petersen,
Matthew James Swinnerton
This is a true story
I just woke up, everything was fucked
From the night before, I was beyond repair
I had just woke up, everything was wrong
All the cats were dead and the phones were gone
I had just woke up like a heart attack
I weren't coming back and mum was dressed in black
I had just woke up, I had just woke up
Everything was fucked, everything was fucked
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
I had just woke up in someone else's bed
She was overweight, who did I do last night？
I felt paradise in between girl's thighs
It was quick and nice, the feelings cold as ice
I could hardly walk and I had the shakes
Had to eat some fruit or I was gonna faint
I had just woke up, I had just woke up
Everything was fucked, everything was fucked
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
I need one day a week for my cuts to heal
Take every Monday off with my blood shot eyes
If work only knew what I got up to
At the weekend they wouldn't speak to me
Or pretend to be my friends, take every Monday off
With my blood shot eyes, with my blood shot eyes
I had just woke up, I had just woke up
Everything was fucked, everything was fucked
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
The guilt won't leave my circulation
...
6.Open Book
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew James
Swinnerton
You are not an open book
I can't do nothing 'bout that
But I'm worried, I'm overdrawn
What am I doing up at the witching hour？
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Pick up a book, put down a book
Turn on the TV
It's 2 A.M. there's nothing on
I just need something to focus on
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Things are going to slide
Slide out of control
I hope that you come back
I can't eat, can't sleep
When I close my eyes
The thought of you denies
Me, the rest, and the air
That I need
The longer you are far from me
The more I drift away
I didn't see the warning signs
I was falling through the cracks
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
Oh-o-oh-o
You are not an open book
I am worn and torn, I am overdrawn
7.Retreat (Phones Remix)
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew
Swinnerton
I'm walking unknown territory where the sun's not shining
There's nothing golden about Golden Lane
The smoke is heavy in my lungs and the adverts are working
I just can't sell for who or what I am
I don't wanna miss out on anything
At the same time I feel the need to retreat
Everything is temporary these days
Might as well go out for a third night in a row
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Hook up, again this time, next week
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Hook up, again this time, next week
Should I give my money to a good cause or save for a holiday
In a couple of months I could be in paradise
But the girl at the bar is well nice and she's looking over
It's only right that I get the next round in
I don't wanna miss out on anything
At the same time I feel the need to retreat
Everything is temporary these days
Might as well go out for a fifth night in a row
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Hook up, again this time, next week
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Hook up, again this time, next week
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Wake up, go out again, repeat
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Walk home, come down, retreat to sleep
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
...
8.Something Clicked And I Fell Off The Edge
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew
Swinnerton
When I was younger I felt so pure
I didn't know corruption waited for me
I tried to duck, I tried to freeze
Tried to bury my head in the sand
But the sand it turned to mud
And in the mud is where I got stuck
But the sand it turned to mud
And in the mud is where I got stuck
I've seen the older men who smelt like booze
How could they face the morning
With their life and teeth in a mess
I tried cigarettes, I tried booze
I tried tip-ex and I tried glue
All my feelings and morals are wrong
'Cause all the chemicals that I have done
They turn them on and off
They turn them on and off
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
Something clicked and I fell off the edge
I bashed my head again and again
I lost myself in life's of shame
How could I face the morning clawing up at me？
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
I need a cigarette
I need a drink
9.Dark Clouds
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew
Swinnerton
I found this girl, same age as me
Something 'bout her seemed so sweet
Thought one day we could both meet
And not just chat about what's on TV
Met her brother, when he were cowboy
Met two others before a trouble
Those dark clouds seem to follow us all
Drown my girl and I started to fall
And I don't know, ohh
After the suicide, my girl's brother and I
Tried to stay dry from those dark clouds
Those dark clouds seem to follow us all
Drown my girl and I started to fall
And I don't know, ohh
Those dark clouds seem to follow us all
Drown my girl and I started to fall
And I don't know, ohh
Mum thinks that I've been doin' my homework
Dad don't know I, I haven't left the house all day
We both know that the brother had to go
So we both know, ohh
10.Work, Work, Work (Pub, Club, Sleep)
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Horn-smith, Lasse Scheufens
Petersen, Matthew James Swinnerton
Maybe lack of sleep, or last nights drinks
Now my eyes twitching, if that prick coughs again
In the back of my heads
I'll smash your fucking face in
Okay, that's it, take a deep breath
I've got to get out of here
I've got to clear my heads
I've got to clear my heads
It's all these words, ideas and different arguments
Someone's always talking when I try to make some sense
From all this stress that is constantly going on
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
Lean back, stare up at the ceiling
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
I've got the same shirt on for two days in a row
With a soya sauce stain so everyone knows
Can shower and scrub
Still smell like the smoking bit in a weather spoons pub
I'll have my lunch early
Get some sugar in my blood
My clothes still smell of last night
I've got to clear my heads
It's all these words, ideas and different arguments
Someone's always talking when I try to make some sense
From all this stress that is constantly going on
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
Lean back, stare up at the ceiling
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
Why do these tourists walk so slow？
Especially now I've got somewhere to go？
And a posh sounding girl, going on and on
About her dog and Mr. Morgan
It sounds so funny when I hear you calling
Mum be like, 'Boy what you doing？'
Please shut up and try and sound confident
In a crap job when your mini course is done
It's all these words, ideas and different arguments
Someone's always talking when I try to make some sense
From all this stress that is constantly going on
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
Lean back, stare up at the ceiling
I just drift along with no focus or meaning
11.T Bone
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Horn-smith, Lasse Petersen, Matthew
Swinnerton
Shoot to kill, I dropped a pill
Then I threw a bottle of drink down my throat
I went at first looking for assistance
T bone burst in with both guns blazing
T bone, clear out the till
Mother spilled her veils and her baby's milk
When I walk past in my balaclava
Stepping through glass and past a cadaver
Up to the counter, I could smell the sulfur
Honey, it makes me feel ill
T bone, clear out the till
I took two hills with both rifles empty
I ran for miles when T bone went to town
As he ran around, the people had their hands up
All that he found was his next victim
Honey, it makes me feel ill
T bone, clear out the till
T bone, T bone, T bone
12.22 Grand Job
Lyricist：Alan Donohoe, James Theo Horn-smith, Lasse Scheufens
Petersen, Matthew James Swinnerton
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, that sounds nice
It's alright, it's alright
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, that sounds nice
It's alright, it's alright
In the city, it's alright
Come from the work, looks alright
Put the latitude right
Different sails, lots of tunes
What am I supposed to do？
But he's only 28
No more 22
It's alright, it's alright
In the city it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, that sounds nice
It's alright, it's alright
In the city, it's alright
Dancing upstreet Thursday night
In the city, that sounds nice
Looking sharp in my Calise
Did we do the same degree？
I've said less to me all week
Got to go on, Emily
That's alright, that's alright
If the money is alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
In the city, that sounds nice
It's alright, it's alright
In the city, it's alright
22 grand job
22 grand job
22 grand job
22 grand job
In the city, that sounds nice
13.Just A Man With A Job
I'm just a man with a job
You can call me Harry, Jim or Bob
Three floors below from Piccadilly
It's dark and chilly
Counting the cars with cocktail bars
Keeping a check on four-wheeled wrecks
Three floors above it's not the same
Piccadilly, lighting up the rain
Here I'm a ghost in the cellar
The kind of fellow
Who's counting days that could be nights
Count on the man who's counting lights
Counting lights, every night, every kind of light
Little lights, bigger lights, any kind of light
Headlights from a limo, wakin' up the wino
Counting lights, every night, every kind of light
And every night, I'm counting lights
From left to right, I count the lights
I'm just a man with a map
My 'A to Z' is open on my lap
Lady I know where you're goin'
Your class is showin'
Your headlights polished to a 'T'
I'll count your lights, you count on me
Someday I'll leave, I believe
If I can find the trump card in my sleeve
Counting the boats in Monte Carlo
A silver arrow
Upon a cabbie cap
My 'A to Z' flat on it's back
Counting lights, every night, every kind of light
Little lights, bigger lights, any kind of light
Leave it to the navy, look here comes a Chevy
Counting lights, every night, every kind of light
Little lights, bigger lights, any kind of light
And every night, I'm counting lights
From left to right, I count the lights
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