Call Of The West

Wall Of Voodoo Call Of The West Lyrics
1.Call Of The West

he got the high sign so he jumped a bus
and along the roads that wind on through
the hot mojave and the jericho / he'd start his whole life anew
and what he'd left behind he hadn't valued
half as much as some things he never knew
he got dropped off on a street in town
where a grey old man looked him up and down and said,
'son this ain't no western movie matinee
and you're a long way off from yippee yi yay
'cause i can tell at a glance you're not from 'round these
parts.
got a green look about ya, and that's a gringo for starts
sometimes the only things a western savage understands
are whiskey and rifles and an unarmed man like you.'

and then the old-timer pulled him close and said,
'you've come a long way, i know, you got a longer drive ahead
through the bones of a buffalo, through the claims of the
western dead
and just like the spokes of a wheel you'll spin 'round with the
rest,
you'll hear the drums and the brush of steel,
you'll hear the call of the west.' / call of the west
you'll hear the call of the west / call of the west

(the conflict:) harshly awakened by the sound of six rounds of
light
caliber rifle fire followed minutes later by the booming of nine
rounds
from a heavier rifle, but you can't close off the wilderness. he
heard
the snick of a rifle bolt and found himself staring down the
muzzle of a
weapon held by a drunken liquor store owner. 'there's a
conflict,' he
said. 'there's a conflict between land and people...the people
have to
go. they've come all the way out here to make mining claims, to
do
automobile body work, to gamble, to take pictures, to not have
to do
laundry, to own a mini-bike, to have their own cb radios and air
conditioning, good plumbing for sure, and to sell time/life
books and to
work in a deli, to have some chili every morning and
maybe...maybe to own
their own gas stations again and to take drugs and have some
crazy sex,
but above all, above all to have a fair shake, to get a piece of
the rock
and a slice of the pie and to spit out the window of your car
and not
have the wind blow it back in your face.'

now from the high timber lines to the deserts dry
who'll risk dangling on some hangman's tree?
to stake their claims on these prairie plains
while they say this lunch is not had for free?
just like the spokes of a wheel who'll spin 'round with the
rest?
they'll hear the drums and the brush of steel
and i'll hear the call of the west / call of the west
i'll hear the call of the west / call of the west

('i used to be somebody! i used to be somebody, do you hear me?
do you
hear me? i...i've been there! i used to be somebody, goddamn
you! i've
been there before! don't walk away!')


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--
Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the
_Stretcher_ EP!)
Frezier Balzoff (Ottawa), Ontario, Canada
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'A man is measured by the depth of his anger.'--Eddie
'So he sanded off his winkle with his Black & Decker
drill.'--Ian Dury


2.Factory

now i know i had something to say but the problem is to say
something
uhh...you gotta say it
and i still don't remember a thing since that funny gas
came out of that pipe next to me / i guess they didn't ok it
now i remember--did i tell ya?
cut my thumb off at the knuckle on a broken band saw
didn't see the belt buckle or the blade slip
and i remember when the doctor did it up with a stitch
funny thing...still got a scratch that i can't itch where my
thumb was
now i've brought the same piece of chicken in a bag to work
everyday
for the last twenty years or so
and i really don't mind, work assembly line
got an intercom blasting the news and the latest on the baseball
scores
come around every friday, well i get a paycheck
take the same road home that i come to work on, heck, it's a
living

and i got another factory at home
got a barbeque, pink mustang, fenders chrome
and at nine o'clock i sit there in my chair
and i don't know why i lose my hair
and then i go to / and then i go to / and then i go to sleep

well i like to know what i'm doing when i do it
and i do what i'm doing 'cause i don't know what to do when i'm
not doing it
sometimes i remember as a boy my father told me i could grow up
to be anything i really wanted to be / anything
and everyday at lunch i still look for my lost digit
still got that funny scratch, so maybe when i find it i can itch
it
and i got a little rubber pool in the backyard for the kids to
wade in

and i....i...i...i...i...i?
i got another factory back home
got a little backyard, pink mustang, fenders chrome
at nine o'clock i'm in my chair sat down
just lately now when my wife talks back to me i slap her around
and then i go to / and then i go to / and then i go to sleep


3.Hands Of Love

on a crowded street or from a passing car
i can see the world from where i am
people stand in line so they can buy their things
they buy a vegetable or a can

C--i taste the water and the water tastes hot
i taste the water and the water tastes hot
hands of love, they keep on slipping
hands of love, they keep on gripping

my home, it might as well just be a cave
and the ones next door don't talk to me
and when i'm lying in bed at night i hear the sounds
of the sirens and the dogs and the people screaming--C

i taste the water and the water tastes hot
i taste the water and the water tastes hot
whistle down the...whistle down the road
(hands of love, they keep on slipping)
whistle down the...whistle down the road
(hands of love, they keep on gripping)
whistle down the...whistle down the road
(hands of love, they keep on slipping)

hands of love


4.Look At Their Way

look at the way they're walking / all those people around are
giving me looks
they keep a big secret on the quiet side / where's the nearest
place to hide?
look at their way

been around long enough now / and they'll be around after
everyone's gone
a mother makes love to her only son / turn on the lights and
watch them run
look at their way / look at their way / look at their way on the
floor today

(it's grab and chew, that's all they ever do
a million born when just one dies)
all together now they'll rub their long legs
and play a sad melody, the only one they know
to air and earth and the quiet side / and the mind built a
million years ago

look at their way / look at their way / look at their way on the
calendar
look at their way / look at their way / look at their way on the
floor today


5.Lost Weekend

driving out of vegas in their automobile
she was in the backseat while he was at the wheel
with the windows wide open
all the money from the store they'd gambled away
he said, '...the best laid plans often go astray.'
she took the page of her book and turned it down
she lit a cigarette...she didn't make a sound
'and i know if we'd had just one more chance,' he said
'i know--we'd finally hit the big one at last,' she said

C--instead of another lost weekend / lost weekend
another lost weekend / lost weekend

'pull over soon,' she said, 'it's no big deal,
you can take any exit that you happen to feel is the right one.'
the right one
as she slowly blew her smoke out of the rear wind vent
she thought back on all the letters she'd sent
for a contest to be on a quiz game show
'maybe i shoulda stayed in school,' he said
'yeah, i know--start your own business cleaning swimming pools,'
she said--C

she leaned forward over the front seat and twiddled with the
radio dial
she looked out the window, saw a sign and both of them began to
smile
'there's a place we could stay at...it's up another mile.'


6.Mexican Radio

i feel a hot wind on my shoulder / and the touch of a world that
is older
i turn the switch and check the number / i leave it on when in
bed i slumber
i hear the rhythms of the music / i buy the product and never
use it
i hear the talking of the dj / can't understand--just what does
he say?

C--i'm on a mexican radio / i'm on a mexican radio

i dial it in and tune the station / they talk about the u.s.
inflation
i understand just a little / no comprende--it's a riddle--C

i wish i was in tiajuana / eating barbecued iguana
i'd take requests on the telephone / i'm on a wavelength far
from home
i feel a hot wind on my shoulder / i dial it in from south of
the border
i hear the talking of the dj / cant understand--just what does
he say?--C

radio / radio...
(what does he say?)


7.Spy World

well there's that man, he's got everything that he needs
and when the world is falling in he'll never bleed
he goes by jones in istanbul and smith in peru
his job's never through

it's time to start this little game of cat and mouse
and try to keep one step ahead / there's strangers in the house
his watch is really a radio, his gun a pen
he knows that it's all gone, no mom, nobody wins

spy world / spy world / spy world / spy world

(I'm kinda tired of wearing these sunglasses)


8.They Don't Want Me

they don't want me / they used to want me / but they don't want
me anymore
i used to belong / now i don't belong / it's not the same song
anymore
we used to play games / we used to trade names
now we don't play games anymore
they don't want me / they used to want me / but they don't want
me anymore

now i'm all alone / no one left to help chip the stone
and now this awful weed begins to grow / 'cause they don't want
me

they don't want me / they used to want me / not anymore
they don't want me (we don't want you) / they used to want me /
not anymore

(Stupid jerk, get outa here)


9.Tomorrow

wake up in the morning, pull myself out of bed
think about the night before and everything i said
i made lots of promises i know that i can't keep
so i'll do it tomorrow--that seems like a pretty good idea to me

life is moving faster, i can feel it everyday
and i've got trouble keeping up with what other people say
big problems in the world, but my life's just a social swirl

C--but i'll do it tomorrow--that seems like a pretty good idea
to me
what's wrong with tomorrow? i'm watching him but who's watching
me?

out my window there's nothing where a city used to be
phone line dead, the power gone, there's nothing on TV
can't understand what happened to all the plans i made
i turn on the radio and hear the signal fade
(it's pretty loud)
but i'll do it tomorrow

life is moving faster, i can feel it everyday

i'll do it tomorrow--hope i got enough time
i'll do it tomorrow--and things'll be fine
i'll do it tomorrow--can't spare today
i'll do it tomorrow--that'll be okay
i'll do it tomorrow
let's do it tomorrow
let's do it tomorrow--I'll stop the clock
let's do it tomorrow--talk talk talk
let's do it tomorrow
i'll do it tomorrow
what's wrong with tomorrow?--life just goes on, y'know
i'll do it tomorrow--till the money starts rolling in
what's wrong with tomorrow?
i'll do it tomorrow


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