Plot
Mouse, an escape artist at a Sideshow, is unable to free himself or his sister from their broken home. While working for extra money, he develops a twisted fascination with a mysterious Old Man. The obsession leads to stalking where he violently mugs the Old Man. In a last bid to lead his sister away, Mouse returns to the Sideshow where she rejects him. He then searches out the Old Man only to discover that he is Vampire. With a savage descent on the Sideshow, the Vampire takes control of the sister and demands Mouse be punished by assuming the mantle of the Vampire's Curse. Mouse struggles between his ethics and his desires finally submitting to the Curse and a life of self-loathing.
Keywords: desire, digital, dream, escape-artist, failure, independent-film, magical-realism, margarita, mouse, mysticism
The Bravest Thing A Man Can Do Is To Know When To Kill
Murcia (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈmurθja]), a major city in south-eastern Spain, is the capital and most populous city of the Autonomous Community of the Region of Murcia, and the seventh largest city in the country, with a population of 442,573 inhabitants in 2009 (about one third of the total population of the Region). The population of the metropolitan area was 689,591 in 2010. It is located on the Segura River, in the Southeast of the Iberian Peninsula, noted by a mild climate with hot summers, tepid winters and scarce precipitation.
Murcia was founded by the emir of Cordoba Abd ar-Rahman II in 825 AD with the name Mursiya مورسيا and is now mainly a services city and a university town. Highlights for visitors include the Cathedral of Murcia and a number of baroque buildings, renowned local cuisine, Holy Week processions, works of art by the famous Murcia sculptor Francisco Salzillo, and the Fiestas de Primavera (Spring Festival).
The city, as the capital of the comarca Huerta de Murcia is called Europe’s orchard due to its long agricultural tradition and as a fruits, vegetables and flowers producer and exporter.
David Bisbal Ferré (born in Almería, Spain on June 5, 1979) is a Grammy-winning Spanish pop singer. He gained his initial fame as a runner up on the interactive reality television show Operación Triunfo.
He has since released four studio albums, all of which topped the Spanish Albums Chart, in addition to recording a number of live albums. He's toured throughout Europe and Latin America and is now considered to be a crossover international artist.
Until 2012, David Bisbal has sold more than 5 million records in Spain and America, getting 35 Platinum albums, 17 gold and 2 diamond. 'Corazón Latino' and 'Bulería' treasure each one IFPI Platinum Award, official certification for selling over 1 million copies across Europe.
David Bisbal left school early and worked in a platinum and flower nursery. He was encouraged by his colleagues to audition for a music contest and he initially became part of Orquesta Expresiones where he continued singing and dancing.
In October 2001 he auditioned for the first ever edition of Operación Triunfo (Spanish equivalent of Star Academy) where he was accepted and was one of the 16 finalists. The grand prize was the chance of representing Spain in the Eurovision Song Contest. He came second in the final losing to Rosa López. She went on to sing Europe's Living a Celebration for Spain in the Eurovision Song Contest 2002 (ESC) competition.
Abraham Mateo Chomorro (born 25 August 1998) is a Spanish teen actor and pop singer, who is currently signed to the record label EMI Music Spain.
Mateo was discovered in 2009, when he was ten, by executives of EMI Music Spain, who happened across his performances in the television show Menuda Noche on the Canal Sur TV of Andalucia, Spain. His self-titled debut album, Abraham Mateo, was released in Spain in December 2009. The album was produced by the Spanish composer and producer Jacobo Calderon, who has worked before with internationally recognized Latin singers such as Raphael, David Bisbal, and Luis Fonsi. Mateo is currently working on his second studio album, which is expected to be released sometime in 2012.
Abraham Mateo was born to Antonio Mateo and Susana Chamorro. He has an older brother, Tony, who also plays music. Abraham was born into a family with musical roots. His grandpa has been active as tenor soloist with a church choir for over 50 years while his mother sings Boleros and Spanish music. When Mateo was three years old, he watched the TV talent show Operación Triunfo, the Spanish version of American Idol, and right after the show he started to sing the songs performed by his idol David Bustamante, David Bisbal, and other contestants. Mateo's first vocal coach was his mother Susana, who taught Abraham vibrato and always tried to present him with music that matched his vocal range. He started playing flute at age six, piano and keyboard at age eight, and acoustic guitar at age ten, teaching himself how to play by ear.
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
You're wasting your time
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
You're wasting your time
I will be
In the bar
With my head
On the bar
I am now
A central part
Of your mind's landscape
Whether you care
Or do not
Yeah, I've made up your mind
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
You're wasting your time
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
You're wasting your time
Beware !
I bear more grudges
Than lonely high court judges
When you sleep
I will creep
Into your thoughts
Like a bad debt
That you can't pay
Take the easy way
And give in
Yeah, and let me in
Oh, let me in
Oh let me ...
Oh, let me in
IT'S WAR
IT'S WAR
IT'S WAR
IT'S WAR
IT'S WAR
Oh, let me in
Ah, the closer I get
Ah, you're asking for it
Ah, the closer I get
I am a poor freezingly cold soul
So far from where I intended to go
Scavenging through life's very constant lows
So far from where I'm determined to go
Wish I knew the way to reach the one I love
There is no way
Wish I had the charm to attract the one I love
But you see, I've got no charm
Tonight I've consumed much more than I can hold
Oh, this is very clear to you
And you can tell I have never really loved
You can tell, by the way, I sleep all day
And all of my life no one gave me anything
No one has ever given me anything
My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye
With the world's fate
Resting on your shoulder
You're gonna need
Someone on your side
You can't do it by yourself
Any longer
You're gonna need
Someone on your side
Someone kindly told me
That you'd wasted
Eight of nine lives
Oh, give yourself a break
Before you break down
You're gonna need someone on your side
And here I am
And here I am
Well, you don't need
To look so pleased !
Day or night,
There is no difference
You're gonna need someone on your side
Day or night,
There is no difference
You're gonna need someone soon
And here I am
And here I am
Well, you don't need
To look so pleased
There is a place
Reserved
For me and my friends
And when we go
We all will go
So you see
I'm never alone
There is a place
With a bit more time
And a few more
Gentler words
And looking back
We will forgive
(We had no choice
We always did)
All that we hope
Is when we go
Our skin
And our blood
And our bones
Don't get in your way
Making you ill
The way they did
When we lived
Oh, there is a place
A place in hell
Reserved
For me and my friends
And if ever I
Just wanted to cry
Then I will
Oh ...
I have been smashed again
With the men from the
Old Valhalla Road Crematorium
Boring men with the same old patter
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
And I don't know why I held out
So long for me and you
Until he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Then I was wrecked again
With the men full of bluff and ardour
From a well-known funeral parlour
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
Older and wiser
Never applies to me
And so he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Aah ...
Oh ...
You have been telling me
That I have been
Acting childish
Foolish, ghoulish and childish
Oh, I know, I know, I know !
I know, I know, I know
But I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
Ah ...
I don't mind
Ah ...
Legalized theft
Leaves me bereft
I get it straight in the neck
(Somehow expecting no less)
A court of justice
With no use for Truth
Lawyer ...liar
Lawyer ...liar
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain
Q.C.'s obsessed with sleaze
Frantic for Fame
They're all on the game
They just use a different name
You lied
And you were believed
By a J.P. senile and vile
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain
So don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes
A man who slits throats
Has time on his hands
And I'm gonna get you
So don't close your eyes
Don't ever close your eyes
You think you've won
I'm writing this to say
in a gentle way
Thank You - but no
I will live my life as I
will undoubtedly die - alone
I'm writing this to say
in a gentle way
Thank you...
I will live my life as I...
for whether you stay
or you stray
an inbuilt guilt catches up with you
and as it comes around to your place
at 5 a.m. it wakes you up
A world war
Was announced
Days ago
But they didn't know
The lazy sunbathers
The lazy sunbathers
The sun burns through
To the planet's core
And it isn't enough
They want more
Nothing
Appears
To be
Between the ears of
The lazy sunbathers
Too jaded
To question stagnation
The sun burns through
To the planet's core
And it isn't enough
They want more
Religions fall
Children shelled
"...Children shelled ? That's all
Very well, but would you
Please keep the noise
Down low ?
Because you're waking
The lazy sunbathers ..."
Oh, the lazy sunbathers
We hate it when our friends become successful
We hate it when our friends become successful
Oh, look at those clothes
Now look at that face, it's so old
And such a video !
Well, it's really laughable
Ha, ha, ha ...
We hate it when our friends become successful
And if they're Northern, that makes it even worse
And if we can destroy them
You bet your life we will
Destroy them
If we can hurt them
Well, we may as well ...
It's really laughable
Ha, ha, ha ...
You see, it should've been me
It could've been me
Everybody knows
Everybody says so
They say :
";Ah, you have loads of songs
So many songs
More songs than they'd stand
Verse
Chorus
Middle eight
Break, fade
Just listen ...";
La, la-la, la-la
Churchillian legs, hair barely there
The harsh truth of the camera eye
Your eyes signal pain, because of the strain of smiling
The harsh truth of the camera eye
Telling you all that you never wanted to know
Showing you what, you didn't want shown
My so friendly lens, it zooms into, "The inner you"
And it tells the harsh truth and nothing but
Laugh with us all now here if you can
Then take the pictures home and scream
Telling you all that you never wanted to know
Showing you what you didn't want shown
This photographer, he must have really had it in for you
Ooh, I don't want to be judged anymore
I don't want to be judged, I would sooner be loved
There's too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirit's on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that they're listening
Well, you've got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think it's essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you
Lay a hand on our children
And it's never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Say the wrong word to our children ...
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you
Lay a hand on our children
And it's never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
I'm very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees
Are singing for delight
He's just too good-natured and
He's got too much money and
He's got too many girlfriends
I'm jealous, that's all
Have you seen him go, though, oh ?
Have you seen him go, though, oh ?
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
He's got too many girlfriends
He thinks he owns this city
He overspeeds and he never gets pulled over
Have you seen him go, though, oh ?
Have you seen him go, though, oh ?
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
He thinks he got the whole world in his hands
Stood at the urinal
He thinks he got the whole world in his hands
And I'm gonna ... kill him !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh, no !
Oh ....
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
He's just too good-looking
He's just too good-looking
He's just too good-looking, and
And, and ...
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing
Spring-heeled Jim winks an eye
He'll "do", he'll never be "done to"
He takes on whoever flew through
"Well, it's the normal thing to do" ... ah ...
Spring-heeled Jim lives to love
Now kissing with his mouth full
And his eyes on some other fool
So many women
His head should be spinning
Ah, but no !
Ah, but no !
But no !
Ah, no !
Spring-heeled Jim slurs the words :
"There's no need to be so knowing
Take life at five times the
Average speed, like I do"
Until Jim feels the chill
"Oh, where did all the time go ?"
Once always in for the kill
Now it's too cold
And he feels too
Too old
Mmm, old...
All over this town
Yes, a low wind may blow
And I can see through everybo...
With no reason
To hide these words I feel
And no reason
To talk about the books I read
But still I do
That's 'cause I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town
Along this way
Outside the prison gates
I love the romance of crime
And I wonder
Does anybody feel the way I do ?
And is evil just something you are
Or something you do ?
Sister I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town
All over this town
They pull over
In their Citroen vans
Not to shake your hand
With meths on their breaths
And you with youth on your side
A plastic bag stranded at the lights
This once was me ...
But now I'm a ...
Sister I'm a ...
All over this town ...
Oh, oh, oh
All over this town
All over this town
Oh ...
I still cannot speak French ... I am very lazy
The whispering, May hurt you, But the printed word might kill you
The whispering, May hurt you, But the printed word might kill you
So don't let the blue, The blue eyes fool you
They're just gelignite, Loaded and aiming right between your eyes
CDs and T-shirts, promos and God knows, You know I couldn't last, Someone please take me home
The teenagers, Who love you, They will wake up, yawn and kill you
The teenagers, Who love you, They will wake up, yawn and kill you
So don't let the blue, The blue eyes fool you
They're just gelignite, Loaded and aiming right between your eyes
CDs and T-shirts, promos and God knows
You know I couldn't last, Someone please take me home
There's a cash register ringing and
It weighs so heavy on my back, Someone please take me home
The critics who, Can't break you
They somehow help to make you
The critics who, Can't break you, Unwittingly they make you
So don't let the good days, Of the gold discs, Creep up and mug you
With evil legal eagles, You know I couldn't last, Accountants rampant, You know I couldn't last
Every -ist and every -ism, Thrown my way to stay, And the northern leeches go on, Removing, removing, removing
Then in the end, Your royalties bring you luxuries, Your royalties bring you luxuries, Oh but
The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind
I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank You - but no
I will live my life as I
Will undoubtedly die - alone
I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank You ...
I will live my life as I ... oh
For whether you stay
Or stray
An inbuilt guilt catches up with you
And as it comes around to your place
At 5 A.M.; wakes you up
And it laughs in your face
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I danced myself out of the womb
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man ?
What's it like to be a loon ?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh ...
I danced myself into the tomb
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man ?
What's it like to be a loon ?
I liken it to a balloon
I need you
Simple words
But words which had never been heard
By the soul
Stoned to death
But still living
And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
Ride our minds
If you must
But there's always a line you don't cross
Time is short
Don't be cruel
Oh you don't know the power
In what you're saying
Oh ...
And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
People where
I come from
They survive without feelings or blood
I never could
Was stoned to death
But I'm still living
So he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
So he froze
And he looked, and he looked
To the ground
And he cried
He cried
Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me
Two things
More than you do
Or would attempt to
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything's evened out
And the balance
Seems serene
Trouble loves me
Walks beside me
To chide me
Not to guide me
It's still much more
Than you'll do
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything's evened out
And the balance seems serene
See the fool I'll be
Still running 'round
On the flesh rampage
Still running 'round
Ready with ready-wit
Still running 'round
On the flesh rampage
- At your age !
Go to Soho, oh
Go to waste in
The wrong arms
Still running 'round
Trouble loves me
Seeks and finds me
To charlatanize me
Which is only
As it should be
Oh, please fulfill me
Otherwise, kill me
Show me a barrel and watch me scrape it
Faced with the music, as always I'll face it
In the half-light
So English, frowning
Then at midnight I
Can't get you out of my head
A disenchanted taste
Still running 'round
A disenchanted taste
Still running 'round
Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town that they forgot to close down
Armageddon, come Armageddon, come, Armageddon, come
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and gray
Hide on the promenade, etch a postcard
How I dearly wish I was not here
In the seaside town that they forgot to bomb
Come, come, come, nuclear bomb
Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey
Trudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
And on your face, on your face
On your face, on your face
Everyday is like Sunday
Win yourself a cheap tray
Share some greased tea with me
Names, secret names
But never in my favour
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
Cold loving prose
We stole each other's clothes
But when all is said and done
It's you I love
Yes, yes, yes, oh, yes
Oh no, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Oh ...
Yes, yes ...
Fights for rights
Everyone's oh so quick with advice
And when they've all said their piece
It's still you I love
Now just like then
Then, then, then
Then, then, yes, yes
No, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Yes, yes, oh ...
Mmm ...
I live a life
I feel the pain
To sing this song
To tell the tale
I wish I never even heard the song
I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me
To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one
I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me
To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one, had one
To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one
David, the wind blows
The wind blows ...
Bits of your life away
Your friends all say ...
";Where is our boy ? Oh, we've lost our boy";
But they should know
Where you've gone
Because again and again you've explained that
You're going to ...
Oh, you're going to ...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
England for the English !
England for the English !
David, the winds blow
The winds blow ...
All of my dreams away
And I still say :
";Where is our boy ? Ah, we've lost our boy";
But I should know
Why you've gone
Because again and again you've explained
You've gone to the ...
National, ah ...
To the National ..
There's a country; you don't live there
But one day you would like to
And if you show them what you're made of
Oh, then you might do ...
But David, we wonder
We wonder if the thunder
Is ever really gonna begin
Begin, begin
Your mom says :
";I've lost my boy";
But she should know
Why you've gone
Because again and again you've explained
You've gone to the :
National
To the National
To the National Front Disco
Because you want the day to come sooner
You want the day to come sooner
You want the day to come sooner
When you've settled the score
Oh, the National
Oh, the National
Oh, the National
Oh, the National
Oh, the National
Ordinary boys, happy knowing nothing
Happy being no-one but themselves
Ordinary girls, supermarket clothes
Who think it's very clever to be cruel to you
For you were so different
You stood all alone
And you knew
That it had to be so
Avoiding ordinary boys
Happy going nowhere, just around here
In their rattling cars
Ordinary girls
Never seeing further
Than the cold, small streets
That trap them
But you were so different
You had to say no
When those empty fools
Tried to change you, and claim you
For the lair of their ordinary world
Where they feel so lucky
So lucky, so lucky
With their lives laid out before them
They are lucky
So lucky, so lucky
So lucky, so ...
Always looking for attention
Always needs to be mentioned
Who does she
Think she should be ?
The shrill cry through darkening air
Doesn't she know he's
Had such a busy day ?
Tell her ... sshhh
Somebody tell her ... sshhh
Oh, no way, no way, there's no movement
Oh, oh, hooray
Slowest ...
It was only a test
But she swam too far
Against the tide
She deserves all she gets
The sky became marked with stars
As an out-stretched arm slowly
Disappears
Hooray
Oh hooray
No, oh, oh, woh, there's no movement
No, oh, hooray
Oh, hooray
Please don't worry
There'll be no fuss
She was ... nobody's nothing
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
When he awoke
The sea was calm
And another day passes like a dream
There's no ... no way
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
(What's your name ?)
We're really missing you
We're really missing you
Oh, and you've only just gone
Oh, well, you punched and fell
Then you felt embarrassed
My heart goes out to you
So I offered love and it was not required
Oh, what else can I do?
What else can I do?
We're really missing you
We're really missing you
And you've only just gone
So, sunny, send at least one thoughtful letter
My heart goes out to you
Tell us all how things are so much better
My heart, it left with you
What else can I do?
Oh, they're not forgiving you
And you're not even wrong
Oh, with your jean belt wrapped around your arm
Oh, sunny, my heart goes out to you
And with a needle pressed onto tight skin
Sunny, I cry when I see
Where it's taken you
I'm here, I won't move
I'm here, I won't move
Armed with wealth and
The best of health
In the future when all's well
I will lie down and be counted
In the future when all's well
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when all's well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when all's well
Every day I play a sad game called
In the future when all's well
Living longer than I had intended
Something must have gone right
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
I thank you
I thank you with all of my heart
Lee, please stand up and defend me
In the future when all's well
Confront what you are afraid of
In the future when all's well
Hold me closely if your will allows it
In the future when all's well
Paired-off
Pawed till I can barely stand it
The future is ended by a long, long sleep
The future is ended by a long, long sleep
The future is ended by a long sleep
You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care, But don't stare
Because he's still there
Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen
Uniformed whores, They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law
This world is full, So full of crashing bores
And I must be one, 'Cos no one ever turns to me to say
Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms, And love me
You must be wondering how
The boy next door turned out
Have a care, And say a prayer
Because he's still there
Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen
Uniformed whores, Educated criminals, Work within the law
This world is full, Oh oh, So full of crashing bores
And I must be one, cos no one ever turns to me to say
Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms
And love me, And love me
What really lies, Beyond the constraints of my mind
Could it be the sea, With fate mooning back at me
No it's just more lock jawed pop stars
Thicker than pig shit, Nothing to convey
They're so scared to show intelligence
It might smear their lovely career
This world, I am afraid, Is designed for crashing bores
I am not one, I am not one
You don't understand, You don't understand, And yet you can
Take me in your arms and love me, Love me, And love me
Take me in your arms and love me, Love me, love me
Take me in your arms and love me, Take me in your arms and love me
Would you do, Would you do, What you should do, Oh oh oh, Oh oh
Something in you caused me to
Take a new tact with you
You were going through something
I had just about scraped through
Why do you think I let you get away
With the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
No one I ever knew or have spoken to
Resembles you
This is good or bad, all depending on
My general mood
Why do you think I let you get away
With all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
Magistrates who spend their lives
Hiding their mistakes
They look at you and I, and
Envy makes them cry, Envy makes them cry
Forces of containment
They shove their fat faces into mine
You and I just smile
Because we're thinking the same lines
Why do you think I let you get away
With all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
You're not right in the head and nor am I
And this is why
You're not right in the head and nor am I
And this is why
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you
Because you're not right in the head, and nor am I
And this is why, You're not right in the head, and nor am I
And this is why, This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, This is why I like you, I like you
All over this town
Yes a low wind may blow
And I can see through everybody's clothes with no reason
To hide these words I feel
And no reason to talk about the books I read
But still I do
That's cos' I'm a
Sister I'm a, all over this town
Along this way
Outside the prison gates
I love the romance of crime
And I wonder does anybody feel the way I do?
And is evil just something you are, or something you do?
That's cos' I'm a
Sister I'm a, all over this town
All over this town
They pull over in their Citroen vans
Not to shake your hands
With a meths on their breaths
And you with youth on your side
A plastic bag,
stranded at the lights,
This once was me, but now I'm a
Sister I'm all over this town
All over this town
I was a good kid
I wouldn€™t do you no harm
I was a nice kid
with a nice paper-round
Forgive me any pain
I may have brung to you
With God€™s help I know
I€™ll always be near to you
but Jesus hurt me
When He deserted me / but
I have forgiven Jesus
for all the desire
He placed in me
when there€™s nothing I can do with this desire
I was good kid
through hail and snow / I€™d go
just to moon you
I carried my heart in my hand
- do you understand?
- do you understand?
but Jesus hurt me
when He deserted me / but
I have forgiven Jesus
for all of the love / he placed in me
when there€™s no one I can turn to with this love
Monday - humiliation / Tuesday - suffocation
Wednesday - condescension / Thursday - is pathetic
by Friday - Life has killed me
by Friday - Life has killed me
why did you give me /so much desire?
when there is nowhere I can go
to offload this desire?
and why did you give me so much love
in a loveless world?
when there is no one I can turn to
to unlock all this love
and why did you stick me in
self-deprecating bones and skin
Jesus - do you hate me?
why did you stick me in
self-deprecating bones and skin
... do you hate me?
Stepchild, you have outlived your time
You represent embarrassment and failure
And the father who must be killed
Is the blight upon your blighted life
And his might is his legal right
To ground you down
Stepchild, with every petty swipe
You just might find you're fighting for your life
And the father who must be killed
Is a step farther but nonetheless
The way he chews his food
Rips right through your senses
Stepchild, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs
And you, you know what you must do
So the stepchild ran with a knife to his sleeping frame
And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says
"There's a law against me now"
And the father who must be killed
With his dying breath, he grabs her hand
And he looks into her eyes
He says "I'm sorry" and he dies
"Stepchild, I release you
With this broken voice I beseech you"
"Why are lives so short?"
The stepchild thought heart pointing to the sky
"No one to warn me
No hand to touch me
And no Bible-Belters to mess with me
Mama don't miss me
Mama don't miss me
This death will complete me"
"But where I go there will be no one to meet me
I know there will be no one to meet me"
But still the step-child press the knife to her throat
Heart pointing to the sky
"Just as mother-less birds fly high
Then so shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I"
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Oh, of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
Well, when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm
Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm
So, tell me how long
Before the last one ?
And tell me how long
Before the right one ?
The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on
The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on
Oh, GOES ON
And on
Oh, goes on
And on
Long ago, when he was young and restless, suddenly, Daddy saw the beckoning
finger of fate
Don't make fun of Daddy's voice because he can't help it, when he was a teenage
boy something got stuck in his throat
When you are young you crave affection, and it can come from the strangest
direction
Don't make fun of Daddy's voice because he can't help it, when he was a teenage
boy something got stuck in his throat
Don't make fun of Daddy's voice because he can't help it, when he was a teenage
boy something got stuck in his throat
No te divertes con pappy. No te divertes con pappy, No te divertes con pappy. No
te divertes con pappy.
No te divertes con pappy. No te divertes con pappy, No te divertes con pappy. No
Phlegm lapels for the last time
Corn beef legs for the last time
Oh, we're so glad
That you've finally decided
But then you see someone new
And you want someone new
So you have someone new
I don't blame you
We would all do the same as you
If ever we had the nerve to
Chips with cream for the last time
The People's Friend for the last time
Oh, we're so glad
That you've finally decided
Tiny striped socks for the last time
Pokes and prods for the last time
And the doctor said
"Don't nod your head until June !"
But then you see someone new
And you want someone new
So you have someone new
I don't blame you
We would all do the same as you
If ever we had the chance to
Sick at noon for the last time
And who is going to clean up ?
Would you be so kind ?
Oh, everybody's staring
At the strange clothes that you're wearing
Bad advice for the last time
And people being nice for the very first time
Oh, we're so glad
How many times have I been around?
Recycled papers paving the ground
Well she lives for the written word
And people come second, or possibly third
And there is no style, but I say owell done@
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh deep in my heart I wish I was wrong
But deep in my heart I know I am not
And there's enough gloom in her world, I'm certain
Without my contribution
So I sit, and I smile, and I say owell done@
To the Girl Least Likely To
Page after page of sniping rage
An English singe or an American tinge
oThere's a publisher,@ she said in the new year
oIt's never in this year@
I do think this but I can't admit it
To the Girl Least Likely To
So one more song with no technique
One more song which seems all wrong
And oh, the news is bad again
See me as I am again
And the Scales of Justice sway one way
In the rooms of those least likely to
Oh deep in my heart how I want to be wrong
But the moods and the styles too frequently change
>From 21 to 25, from 25 to 29
And I sit, and I smile and I say owell done@
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh one more song about The Queen
Or standing around the shops with Bees
oBut somebody's got to make it!@ she screams
oSo why why can't it be me?@
But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart
Which is hurt
So how many times will I shed a tear
And another stage of verse to cheer
When you shine in the public eye, my dear
Please remember these nights
When I sit in support with a dutiful smile
Because there's nothing I can say
So chucking and churning and turning the knife
On everything, except your own life
And a clock somewhere strikes midnight
And an explanation it drains me
If only there could be a way
There is a different mood all over the world
[A different tune on familiar views
And Guiness that could all be for you]
So will you come down and I'll meet you
With no more poems, with nothing to hit
Download something
useful, or useless
because I'm lying here
wide to receive
almost anything
you'd care to give
and I don't
get along with myself
and I'm not too keen
on anyone else
Turn on, plug in
then just walk away
unlock, process
then just go
and I've never felt quite so alone
Compare the best of their days
With the worst of your days
You won't win
With your standards so high
And your spirits so low
At least remember ...
This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day
Just do your best and don't ...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair
See the best of how they look
Against the worst of how you are
And again, you won't win
With your standards so high
And your spirits so low
At least remember ...
This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress
Just do your best and don't ...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair
Just do your best and don't ...
Don't worry, oh
The way you watch yourself is oh, so unfair
Just do your best and don't ...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair
Just do your best and don't ...
Don't worry, oh
Do your best and don't ...
Ooh, a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Forgive me, on the street's I ran
Turned sickness into, popular song
Streets of wet black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have them
But, they alway's have you
'Till the day that you croak
(it's no joke)
Ooh, a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Forgive me, on the street's I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song
And all these street's can do
Is claim to know the real you
And warn if you don't leave
You will kill or be killed
Which isn't very nice
Here everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends
Oh, dear God when will I
Be where I should be?
And when the Palmist said:
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said "No, not me, this cannot be,
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn,
The newborn
The infirmed,
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I danced myself out of the womb
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man ?
What's it like to be a loon ?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh ...
I danced myself into the tomb
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it strange to dance so soon ?
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man ?
What's it like to be a loon ?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh ...
Used to be a sweet boy
Holding so tightly
To Daddy's hand
But that was all
In some distant land
Blazer and tie
And a big bright healthy smile
Used to make all
Of our trials worthwhile
Used to be a sweet boy
And I'm not to blame
But something went wrong
Something went wrong
And I know
I'm not to blame
Something went wrong
Can't be to blame
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth
In your head
Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt
Oh ...
Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her hearing aid started to melt
Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...
Nine times fined
Never mind
Things can only improve
We are just stood here
Waiting for the next great wound
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake
All in all, imagine this :
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
People think all we do
Is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
Life could improve
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Make our tea
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
Call us home
Tuck us in
Nobody wants us
Dreamers and schemers
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us, then
Hug us hard
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Sing us our
Favourite song
Nobody loves us
Born-again athiests
Practising troublemakers
Make us our
Favourite jam
Nobody loves us
Useless and shiftless
And jobless
But we're all yours
America your head's too big, Because America, Your belly's too big
And I love you, I just wish you'd stay where you is
In America, The land of the free, they said, And of opportunity, In a just and a truthful way
But where the president, Is never black, female or gay, And until that day
You've got nothing to say to me, To help me believe
In America, It brought you the hamburger, Well America you know where, You can shove your hamburger
And don't you wonder, Why in Estonia they say, Hey you, Big fat pig
You fat pig, You fat pig
Steely Blue eyes with no love in them, Scan The World,
And a humourless smile, With no warmth within, Greets the world
And I, I have got nothing, To offer you
No-no-no-no-no
Just this heart deep and true, Which you say you don't need
See with your eyes, Touch with your hands, please, Hear through your ears, Know in your soul, please
For haven't you me with you now?
And I love you, I love you, I love you, And I love you, I love you, I love you
How sad are we ?
And how sad have we been ?
We'll let you know
We'll let you know
Oh, but only if - you're really interested
You wonder how
We've stayed alive 'till now
We'll let you know
We'll let you know
But only if - you're really interested
We're all smiles
Then, honest, I swear, it's the turnstiles
That make us hostile
Oh ...
We will descend
On anyone unable to defend
Themselves
Oh ...
And the songs we sing
They're not supposed to mean a thing
La, la, la, la ...
Oh ...
You're lonely
Oh ... you're lonely
Oh ...
GET OFF THE ROOF !
Oh ...
Your Arsenal !
We may seem cold, or
We may even be
The most depressing people you've ever known
At heart, what's left, we sadly know
That we are the last truly British people you'll ever know
We are the last truly British people you will ever know
You'll never never want to know
Moonriver
Wider than a mile
I'll be crossing you in style
Someday
Oh, Dreammaker
You heartbreaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
I'm not so sure the world
Deserves us
We're after
The same rainbow's end
How come it's just around the bend ?
It's always just around the bend ?
Moonriver
Wider than a mile
I'll be crossing you in style
Someday
Oh, Dreammaker
You heartbreaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
I'm not so sure the world
Deserves us
We're after
The same rainbow's end
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
Oh !
Ooh ...
Moonriver
Wider than a mile
I'll be crossing you in style
Someday
Oh, Dreammaker
You heartbreaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
I'm not so sure the world
Deserves us
We're after
The same rainbow's end
How come it's just around the bend ?
It's always just around the bend ?
-crying-
Moonriver
Wider than a mile
I'll be crossing you in style
Someday
Oh, Dreammaker
You heartbreaker
Wherever you're going
I'm going your way
Two drifters
Off to see the world
I'm not so sure the world
Deserves us
We're after
The same rainbow's end
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
It's just around the bend
What you gonna do ?
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm in your way
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
Oh ...
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm in your way
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
Oh, oh ...
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One for me, a-hey-hey
A-hey
A-hey
A-hey
A-he-he-he-hey
Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their
Home, and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn't ask)
Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one, da ...
Oh, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine
Oh, There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out
Satan rejected my soul
He knows my kind
He won't be dragged down
He's seen my face around
He knows Heaven doesn't seem
To be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So, take it - please
It's free
You'll never see
You'll never see
All the fun in life it's cost me
Satan rejected my soul
As low as he goes
He never quite goes this low
He's seen my face around
He knows Heaven doesn't seem
To be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So, take it please
It's really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, come on
Take it please
It's really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, come on
Call me in
Pull me in, call me in
Come on, come on, oh
Come on, come on, come on
Pull me in, pull me in
Call me in, haul me in, pull me in
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on
La la la la la