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• White Russian Galaxy - Crimea
• Weird - Crimea
• The Great Unknown - Crimea
• The 48a Waiting Steps - Crimea
• Someone's Crying - Crimea
• Six Shoulders Six Stone - Crimea
• Several Thousand Years Of Talking Nonsense - Crimea
• Requiem Aeternam - Crimea
• Raining Planets - Crimea
• Opposite Ends - Crimea
• Man - Crimea
• Lottery Winners On Acid - Crimea
• Loop A Loop - Crimea
• Light Brigade - Crimea
• Baby Boom - Crimea
• Girl Just Died - Crimea
• Gazillions Of Minature Violins - Crimea
• Don't Close Your Eyes On Me - Crimea
• Bombay Sapphire Coma - Crimea
• Bad Vibrations - Crimea
• I Think We're Alone Now - Crimea
• Allah Was Wrong - Crimea
• Out Of Africa - Crimea
• Here Comes The Suffering - Crimea
• Forgotten (peel Session) - Crimea
• Blow Job Or 9 To 5 - Crimea
• The Miserabilist Tango - Crimea
• Tragedy Rocks - Crimea
• Howling At The Moon Won't Make It Better - Crimea
• It's All Downhill Once You Reach The Seventh Grade - Crimea
• Evil - Crimea
• Lasinoco - Crimea
• Losing My Hair - Crimea
• Secrets of the Witching Hour - Crimea
• Lottery Winners On Acid - EP - Crimea

Straight out of high school and into the jungle
Searching for Tarzan who might be dead
You kick like a mule, short of an Oscar
And screaming blue murder at newly weds
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows, who knows
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
You talk like a fish in nonsensical bubbles
Then blow the word bitch through your smoke ring
You cause only trouble, you bring only suffering
Just get in the spaceship and stop bleeding
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows, who knows
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Why do you never sing in church on Sundays?
Why won't you ever go all the way?
You're floating towards heavenly hell
Hanging from the rafters like a church bell
You're light years away from reality
Lonely, lost in a white Russian galaxy
Who knows, who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head
Who knows what goes on, who knows what goes on
Who knows what goes on, who knows what goes on
Who knows what goes on, who knows what goes on

Teradactols take on the helicopter gunships.
Brace yourself, this is the appocolypse.
Two worlds colide, two worlds colide,
in a blaze of black and white the moon explodes in the dark, dark, dark night.
See this cave, see this canyon,
see this black hole, see this casm.
See the storm brew, feel the Earth move,
take a quantum leap with all the other freaks.
It's not easy being weird in a world with no idea how.
(?) (?) more therapy.
Throw down your... oh, sorry, how stupid of me.
'Til kingdom come, 'til my time on Earth is done.
In a blaze of black and white the moon explodes in the dark, dark, dark night.
See this cave, see this canyon,
see this black hole, see this casm.
See the storm brew, feel the Earth move,
take a quantum leap with all the other freaks.
It isn't easy being weird in a world with no idea how.
Teradactols take on the helicopter gunships,
Teradactols take on the helicopter gunships,
Teradactols take on the helicopter gunships,

Only when I know
You are impossible
More so than the arrival of a little fat Greek
With bow and arrow
Only then can this old dog get up and go
To where there's no tomorrow
Just the answer no
Just the answer no
Everything's so big, colossal
Everything's so big, big, big, colossal
Don't expect I'll reach thirty
If this is life on earth, hasta la vista
Still waiting to be collected from lost property
Forsaken and stripped of dignity
Attractive head seeks giulotine
Ready now to face the great unknown
Happens to the best of us I know
Everybody loves a crisis
Everybody loves, loves, loves a crisis
The meaning of the word
Is no joke
Left my suicide note
By the tv remote
Still waiting to be collected from lost property
Forsaken and stripped of dignity
Attractive head seeks giulotine
Ready now to face the great unknown

Born loser. Born free, with two left feet.
Born stupid. Born drunk. Born different,
To my fellow earthlings.
Born beneath that wondering star,
Though I don't feel alone (though I don't feel alone)
Way out where the ocean meets oblivion.
On a seat beside the pretty girl
On the bus back home (on the bus back home)
Born frightened, born scared, born in despair.
Born writer that time forgot.
Born out of sin... with my fellow robots.
Swore I'd never get this far, though I won't give up hope
Won't ever give up hope.
Way out where the ocean meets oblivion.
Drunken conversation, vicious undertone.
When you passed your stop three quarters of an hour ago,
On a seat beside the pretty girl on the bus back home.
I won't, I won't, I won't,
I won't feel alone,

Someone’s crying Lord, someone’s crying
Someone’s in trouble Lord, someone’s in danger
Someone’s on their last legs Lord, someone’s on the way out
Someone’s been totaled Lord, someone’s been smoked
Someone made the finest apple pie
This side of the after life
Someone’s never reached the big 30
How could you let her go
How could you let her go, oh silent one
Someone’s crying Lord, someone’s crying
Someone who meant something to me Lord, someone I needed
Someone came along Lord, someone stopped me in my tracks
Someone’s been butchered Lord, someone’s not coming back
Someone made the finest apple pie
This side of the after life
Someone never made it through their teens
Still you failed to intervene
Still you failed to intervene
Oh silent one
Someone gargantuan Lord
Someone titanic
Someone of substance Lord
Someone of granite
Someone’s no longer Lord
Somebody’s had it
And where was your magic Lord

For you my feather
The war is over
Six shoulders divide your six stone
Jesus Christ the coward
Only lasted 40 days,
My baby went all the way
Everything's funny when
the reaper is lost in your neighbourhood
Now your cortege awaits outside the gates
You're going to hell's kitchen
I'll see you in a couple of hours' time
It's a perfect day to kiss the earth goodbye
You are the perfect reason why
I won't be far behind
I'm under the next train out of here
It's a perfect day to kiss the earth goodbye
You are the perfect reason why
In the last few days you were
full of the joys of emptiness
You build a desert in your kitchen
Jesus Christ the coward
Only lasted 40 days
My baby went all the way
Everything's funny when
the reaper is lost in your neighbourhood
Now your cortege awaits outside the gates
You're going to hell's kitchen
I'll see you in a couple of hours' time
It's a perfect day to kiss the earth goodbye
You are the perfect reason why
I won't be far behind
I'm under the next train out of here
It's a perfect day to kiss the earth goodbye
You are the perfect reason why
Are you happy now?

for endless possibility
for food inside my belly
for hands that do as I say
for the beached whale that sings underneath my atlantic duvet.
for never giving up
for something approaching happiness
for ben & jerry's icecream
for the one woman in a thousand who's got a thing for guys with missing front teeth
I thank my luck star
I thank my luck star
I thank my luck star
for landing on the moon
for fairy tale in new york
for two world wars
sixty years on and we all seem to have conveniently forgotten
we must
thank our lucky star x6
when all is said and done
we are not worthy
of this world we do our damndest to destroy
but it's not ---
there is still time
to repent
for several thousand years of talking nonsense

When your eyelids flicker, and liquor is your oldest friend.
When you dream of silence, silence on which life depends.
When the full moon won't leave you alone,
Watches you stagger all the way home,
Stares in through your bedroom window.
Love, love, love.
Love, it comes in strange disguises.
All through the night... I was seventeen again.
Love, 'til requiem aeternam.
When I feel her heartbeat... boom.
When she tells me secrets, secrets of the witching hour.
When the full moon's there all afternoon,
All smiles when your lips turn blue,
Back flips when they try to revive you.
Love, love, love.
Love, it keeps the goldfish swimming.
Saw Basic Instinct
When I was seventeen years old.
Love. Still got the scars to show.
I need you like a Siamese twin,
I feel you like a broken wing.
Like floating down from outer space,
Like falling on to helicopter blades.
Happiness is possible, just keep rolling the snowball up the hill.
Love. Concentrate on survival,
Your ship will come in, just keep on stumbling.
Love, towards requiem aeternam.
Love, 'til requiem aeternam.

Currently residing in the 'Where are they now?' file
Burnt out and in denial
Throwing shapes at the mirror with your hairbrush
Singing along to 'Ever Fallen In Love' by The Buzzcocks.
End up working in the Domino's Pizza, shades on, incognito.
Turned down for the manager's position for carrying on
Where the Fonz left off, in the Sixties.
They're freaking me out... vultures are circling now.
The end of the world, it's only the end of the world.
There's no need to start freaking out.
Last seen holding up a Seven Eleven, strung out, dishevelled.
They could tell it was a water pistol, the cops turned up

Isobelle remember how it used to feel
Isobelle remember how it used to feel
Isobelle...
Done something real bad this time,
Practically signed my own death warrant
She was staring right at me burning my eyelashes
Just the two of us left in this rusty old tub
Neither overjoyed to be out of love
Takes one black cloud to spoil the bright day
I was the black cloud, she was the bright day
Isobelle remember how it used to feel, feel, feel, feel
You and I are not those screaming animals
With yellow jealous eyes
And not the decoration of the battle last night
When we wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Isobelle...
You look so good I want to see hundreds and thousands of you
Crawling through the desert like a crusade of half dead blue bottles
Our brains leave their skulls
Walk the type of a rabbit in their headlight stares
Melted together like pink and white marshmellows
Yeah I was a fool, yes you were a fool
But who can name a penny who has not been in the pocket of a fool, of a fool, of a fool
Isobelle remember how it used to feel, feel, feel, feel
You and I are not those screaming animals
With yellow jealous eyes
And not the decoration of the battle last night
When we wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
It's hardly the stuff of legend
I ask the questions
Get down off your broomstick and sweep the floor
Sometimes I think you could be more
Than just a punchbag with lipstick on
When I'm half baked and the red mist is gone
I see you lying there and wish that it could always be this way
That I could die this day
You always lying there, me always half baked
Without a care in the stupid world
Without a stupid world to care about
Isobelle remember how it used to feel

The Hunt for Red October... ain't over
Tornado Alley relax.
The nightmare they call Summer
Ain't coming this year or the next.
CHORUS:
On a mission, Mission Impossible.
What if you don't come back?
Will I still be your man? (x4)
You should have seen the other canine
If you think I look beat up...
From one dog to another hound,
This is more than puppy love.
CHORUS
When Armageddon comes, when time begins again,
Will you still work the earth; will I still be your man?
When there is no more us, when everything is dust?
When there is no more us, when everything is dust?
Will I still be your man? (x4)

If she gets a black eye, I want a black eye
If she gets a splinter, I want a splinter too
If she gets a disease, I want a disease
If she goes tripping, I go falling over
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
If she like Gordons, I like Gordons
If she likes the black stuff, I like the black stuff too
If she gets scabies, I want scabies
If she goes tripping, I go falling over
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
If your momma could see you know
What would she think of her boy?
What would she think of her boy?
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid
Everything she say I was thinking anyway
We walk through the streets like lottery winners on acid

Wanna start again, be a kid again,
'Cause baby I'm not that person you pretend.
CHORUS:
Damn girl gone loop,
Loop a loop a loop.
Loop a loop a loop a loo.
Damn girl gone loop,
Loop a loop a loop.
Loop a loop a loop a loo.
Wanna start again, wanna change my name,
'Cause baby I'm not an angel
You cannot be saved.
CHORUS
Just like Hamburger Hill...
Throw another small child on the fire.
I'm trying to build an empire.
One steps forward, baby, two steps back,
Moonwalking beneath that harlot's flat.
Damn world gone loop,
Loop a loop a loop a loop a loo.
Damn world gone loop loop a loop a loo,
Loop a loop a loop a loo.
As we fall through the hoops
Going loop a loop.
As we fall through the hoops

We take no prisoners, leave nothing, only ghosts.
Now everybody knows,
We take no prisoners, leave nothing left alive.
Don't understand who I am or how it all began.
CHORUS:
Send in the couch potatoes,
Lowest common denominators.
Bring down the hit parade,
Send in the Light Brigade.
We are not alone; there was footprints in the snow,
Now everybody knows,
We are not alone, there was sightings of UFOs...
Don't understand who I am or how it all began.
CHORUS
Jerusalem, Nazareth, Paris,
Houston, Mexico City, Berlin, Madrid.
Burn down all your cities, your precious cities
Will be destroyed.
Send in the Light Brigade (x4)

We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
We're just a bunch of buffalos
Getting slaughtered
We're all Red Indians
We love firewater
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan King of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric pumpkin
At your place this afternoon
I guess you just weren't interested
In getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom
No one said it?s gonna be easy darling
It won?t get better
No one said it's gonna be hard

Seven different girls, seven different times I cursed myself,
always scared the real one might arrive.
Seven different times, seven diffrent nights I hated myself,
always scared that the real one might just appear.
I come in two halves,
really good and really bad.
I come in two halves,
really good and really bad.
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died.
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died,
my girl just died.
Seven different Santas and seven different Grotos at the same time,
all scared that the real one might arive.
Seven different Gods and seven different churches at the same time,
all scared that the real one might just appear.
I come in two halves,
really good and really bad.
I come in two halves,
really good and really bad.
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died.
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died,
my girl just died.
Made the same mistakes again,
entered the lions den.
Learnt nothing down memory lane
only that we'll never change.
Made the same mistakes again...
If you wanna see the beast in me,
keep on talking and eventually
you will see the beast in me,
my girl just...
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died.
If you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died,
If you wanna see me fall apart,
if you wanna break my purple heart,
if you wanna see my happy side
better tell me that my girl just died,

On the street where I was born,
By the acorn tree where we first made love,
Legs akimbo, sunny side up,
I remember you buttercup.
Another muder mystery
Rock the neighbourhood
Rock the neighbourhood
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre don't compare to my disaster.
All goes strangely quiet
A gazillion of miniature violins
Gazillions of miniature violins
Breaking the silence, breaking the silence
All aboard the sinking ship
You sailed the thing I'll crack the whip
Let's have ourselves a scary trip
All aboard the sinking ship
On the street where I was born
In the alleyway where I saw the truth
All of us in Liverpool
Couldn't light a candle to you
All goes strangely quiet
A gazillion of miniature violins
Gazillions of miniature violins
Breaking the silence, breaking the silence
Life goes on don't fight it
Life goes on don't fight it
Life goes on don't fight it
Life goes on don't fight it
I know how it feels like to cost me the earth, christ
Take pleasure in the pain
Don't forget to go insane
I know how it feels like to cost me the earth, christ
Take pleasure in the pain

When the lights go out in the land of the free,
All that I have is a need, all that I need is unclear to me.
And it's all downhill once you learn how kids are made,
Even the dogs on the street have a little more dignity.
Hell... is a frozen lake... breaking up in spring, changes everything.
Don't close your eyes on me.
You can dream,
But everyday wake up again.
Don't slip away from me,
You can dream... but you can't have everything.
When you find yourself beyond the point of no return,
Think of the chances you missed, think of the years you were out of it.
As the limbo bar gets lower and there's less limboists.
Disaster stands on my doorstep, a Lucky Strike in her white lips.
Hell... is a crowded room.
Heaven's just got you... naked on all fours.
Don't close your eyes on me.
You can dream,
But everyday wake up again.
Don't slip away from me,
You can dream
But you can't have everything.
Through it all, never surrender.
And through it all, I'll never surrender.
And you can't stand up anymore.
Never surrender.
Don't close your eyes on me.
You can dream,

Wanted to go to the white fluffy
Clouds in a Bombay Sapphire coma
Been several shades of broken
Ever since I disowned her
I wanted to be with my woman
In a sensimilia haze
I wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
And start the happy days
I was just a has-been, gone there, done that, got the T-shirt
She laughed when I told her, "I was seriously hurt"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
Wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
Utopia granted my wish
But when I looked under the blankets
I saw the legs of a fish
I wanted to be with my woman
In a sensimilia haze
I wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
And start the happy days
I was just a has-been, gone there, done that, got the T-shirt
She laughed when I told her, "I was seriously hurt"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
Don't want your money, pain comes free

All this talk about Adam and Eve
Doesn’t make much sense to this little piggy
When people start going ballistic
It’s just not cricket
All these words best left unsaid
Shoulda been said
Long time ago no question
When people start firing missiles
That’s not tactile
With all these germs about
Feel the hurt, feel the pain
Feel the bad vibrations
All this talk about love and peace
Doesn’t make much sense to this old soldier
When people start losing the handle
That’s my angle
All this mixed up chemistry
Leaves us feeling cold and empty
When people start causing trouble

"Children behave",
that's what they say when we're together.
"And watch how you play".
They don't understand,
and so we're
Running just as fast as we can,
holding on to one another's hand.
Trying to get away into the night,
and then you put your arms around me
and we tumble to the ground,
and then you say
I think we're alone now,
there doesn't seem to be anyone around.
I think we're alone now,
the beating of our heart is the only sound.
Look at the way
we gotta hide what we're doing,
'Cos what would they say
if they only knew?
And so we're
Running just as fast as we can,
holding on to one another's hand.
Trying to get away into the night,
and then you put your arms around me
and we tumble to the ground,
and then you say
I think we're alone now,
there doesn't seem to be anyone around.
I think we're alone now,
the beating of our heart is the only sound.
Running just as fast as we can,
holding on to one another's hand.
Trying to get away into the night,
and then you put your arms around me
and we tumble to the ground,
and then you say
All of a sudden I find myself hurtling through space
with only the taste of your lips as evidence
that I once battled against your chronic indifference.
When we couldn't go the distance I was left crippled,
dead sure of the outcome, you lose some, you get thrashed in some...
I think we're alone now,
there doesn't seem to be anyone around.
I think we're alone now,
the beating of our heart is the only sound.
I think we're alone now,
there doesn't seem to be anyone around.
I think we're alone now,

In violent rage,
in violent rage,
in violent rage,
in violent rage,
just can't get laid,
just can't get laid,
just can't get laid,
just can't get laid...
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,
Allah was wrong.
In future life,
in future life,
in future life,
in future life,
I wanna be a dog,
I wanna be a little Chiwawa.
I wanna be a dog,
I wanna be a little Chiwawa.
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,
Allah was wrong.
Josanna, Josanna, Josanna in the highest was wrong.
Josanna, Josanna, Josanna in the highest was wrong.
Josanna, Josanna, Josanna in the highest was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Allah was wrong.
Jesus Christ was wrong,

I struggle to think of a beastier beast
than the beast I became
Gone to the pub in pyjamas and slippers again
Driven only by the Herculean desire
To fill my body with anything
that helps me forget it's a body in the first place
Gone to the pub in pyjamas and slippers again
Humankind, never stood a chance
Too scared to leave the house
Far from the madding crowd
Gonna be a fatcamp hero now
So began, the chronicles of man
This weak distorted thing
Evil and all that jazz
Came out of Africa
Follow the Yellow Brick Road wherever
the damn thing goes
Winter just hangs around,
like a smoker's cough of sixty years
Stumbling through a no-frills life with a chip
on my shoulder the size of an iceberg
Winter just hangs around like a smoker's
cough of sixty years
Human Kind, never stood a chance
Too scared to leave the house
Far from the madding crowd
Gonna be a fatcamp hero now
So began, the chronicles of man
This weak distorted thing
Evil and all that jazz
Came out of Africa
Does winter just hang around
Like a smoker's cough of sixty years
We go where the bad people go
Gonna be a fatcamp hero now
So began, the chronicles of man
This weak distorted thing
Evil and all that jazz

Ching ching, here comes the money
Ching ching, here comes the cash
Oh no, I won't be a minute
Oh no, I never come back
And it's getting dangerous now
All sorts of trouble is looming
Ching ching, here comes the money
Ching ching, here comes the cash
Ching ching ching, here comes the suffering
Ching ching here come the green backs
Ching Ching here comes the cash
Oh no I won't be a minute
Oh no, make a quick dash
And it's getting hard to stay straight
All sorts of danger is lying in wait
Ching ching here come the flashbacks
Crash, bang here comes the pain
We're invincible now
Look out
Here comes the suffering
That's all folks
May the best man lose
I'm on millionaire's row now

What ever happened to Tuesday, it's so slow.
Furious anger, found love in the big smoke.
Victorious evil up to it's usual no good.
In the beggining, life was all sweet talk in Bluebell Wood.
Silouettes of kids in fall
like little rabbits on the wall.
Moments that won't be forgotten, be forgotten, yeah...
Not that we don't care, not that we're not driven to distraction.
Death is our first love, killing our only passion.
Victorious evil up to it's usual no good.
In the beggining, life was all sweet talk in Bluebell Wood.
Sillouettes of kids in fall
like little rabbits on the wall.
Moments that won't be forgotten, be forgotten, yeah...
Moments that won't be forgotten, be forgotten, yeah...
Moments that won't be forgotten, be forgotten, yeah...
Moments that won't be forgotten, be forgotten, yeah...

I was looking for a fatal attraction in my life
I was hoping you were also.
I was looking for a little, little action in my life
I was hoping you were also.
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob from nine to five.
I was looking for a close encounter in my life
I was hoping you were also.
I was looking for a royal rumble each and every night
I was hoping you were also.
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob from nine to five.
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,
Blowjob or nine to five,

Girl with a smile
Says to guy on his knees
Have you lost your mind
Or were you just dropped as a child
Guy who's had enough
Says to girl who's had enough
Might as well give up
The future would look better from above
And if you just don't get it raise your hand
An evil voice is giving us commands
Me and Dusty dance The Miserablist Tango
To Chopsticks badly played
On an out of tune piano
Girl who's seen it all Says to guy who's seen it all
Are we naturally unkind
Or haven't you noticed that
Something's wrong with our lives
Guy who's had enough
says to girl who's had enough
Might as well give up
The future would look better from above
And if you just don't get it raise your hand
An evil voice is giving us commands
Me and Dusty danced
The Miserablist Tango
To Chopsticks badly played

Tragedy rocks,
misery rolls,
disaster stands on my doorstep.
A lucky strike in her white lips.
On the other side
everything's strange and elusive,
everyone's stuck in the mud covered in blood
on a recent trip to Bollywood.
It was magnifico while it lasted,
it was kookee, as kookee could be
but everytime, look what happened,
darkness broke free.
It was magnifico while it lasted,
it was kookee, as kookee could be
but everytime, look what happened,
darkness broke free.
Been like forever
since last we made love,
let's get horizontal
before the future catches up.
Been like a lifetime
since last you were here,
I could eat you for breakfast sugar,
before the future disapears.
It was magnifico while it lasted,
it was kookee, as kookee could be
but everytime, look what happened,
darkness broke free.
It was magnifico while it lasted,
it was kookee, as kookee could be
but everytime, look what happened,

Though we seldom get annoyed
That's our choice
On this bad ass earth
On a scale of one to ten
Let's pretend
Life's a six or seven
Could have sworn that i was right
Over and over
Tornadoes are nothing compared to the power
The glory, the chaos, the nightmare recurring
Howling at the moon won't make it better
Idiots, animals, klutzes, buffoons
Philistines, sodomites, everywhere, everywhere
Howling at the moon won't make it better
When i looked into her eyes
I was surprised
To see signs of life
I'm her liver, I'm her lung
I bring this message
Have some fun
Could have sworn that I was right
Over and over
Tornadoes are nothing compared to the power
The glory, the chaos, the nightmare recurring
Howling at the moon won't make it better
Idiots, animals, klutzes, buffoons
Philistines, sodomites, everywhere, everywhere
Howling at the moon won't make it better
Don't leave me in this world
Life becoming, fast becoming
Broken, choked, hideous, insipid

When the lights go out in the land of the free,
all that I have is a need, all that I need is unclear to
And it's all downhill once you learn how kids are made,
even the dogs on the street have a little more dignity.
Hell is a crowded room,
Heaven's just got you
naked on all fours.
Don't close your eyes on me,
you can dream,
but you can't have everything.
Don't close your eyes on me,
you can dream,
but you can't have everything.
When the lights go out in Oxford, Missisipi,
all that I know self combusts, all that I see turns to
dust.
And it's all downhill once you reach the seventh grade,
even the dogs on the street know all your darkest
secrets.
Hell is a broken chair
on the bathroom floor,
dirty drunken whore.
Don't close your eyes on me,
you can dream,
but you can't have everything.
Don't close your eyes on me,
you can dream,

In a world gone loopty loo,
there's no room for me and you.
Under the influence of narcotics
my baby, my baby, she's got it.
What if it all goes wrong,
what if they never find a cure?
Evil,
Evil
I'm the only living boy,
you're the only living girl.
Under the influence of narcotics
my baby, my baby, she's a chronic.
What if it all goes wrong,
what if they never find a cure?
Evil,
Evil
What if it all goes wrong,
what if there is no known cure?
Evil
Then I see her face,
cold influcence.
And I see her face,
cold influcence.
Evil
Evil
What if it all goes wrong,
what if they never find a cure?
What if it all goes wrong,
what if they never find a cure?
I'm the only living boy,

I would like you to know
it was stupid of me
to not notice the world
on your shoulders.
I would like to say or so
it was wrong of me
to laugh when your skin
grew colder.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
We hated each other
from the moment we met.
She was scared of the dark
I was black as a pot bellied pig.
It was sink or sink
It was kill or be killed
It was I'm going and you're coming
with me.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
Lasinocoooo...
Lasinocoooo...
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco
when I believed I could see through her eyes.
It was a black day in old Lasinoco

There's a swinger in the bar, over the kicked chair,
been hanging their since Tuesday, just don't mention Tuesday.
How d'you treat a stranger, how d'you keep her warm at night?
When all is said and done you know it's barely worth your while.
Loosing, loosing my hair.
Loosing, loosing my hair.
There's no two ways about it, this is the Grand Finale.
Peace talks in a cafe, just dont mention Tuesday.
Robbed of our sanity by that old chestnut vanity.
Lost in the lonely street you know it's barely worth your while.
Loosing, loosing my hair.
Loosing, loosing my hair.
Somewhere between the Zanzibar and the second coming;
We crossed the great divide with fortune on our side.
All through the night we drove by the ghosts of road accidents past,
women and children like half eaten apples on the roadside verge.
Falling, falling, falling ever closer to
We're falling, falling, falling ever closer to
And we're falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling
We're falling, falling, falling ever closer to...
And we're falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling

for endless possibility
for food inside my belly
for hands that do as I say
for the beached whale that sings underneath my atlantic duvet.
for never giving up
for something approaching happiness
for ben & jerry's icecream
for the one woman in a thousand who's got a thing for guys with missing front teeth
I thank my luck star
I thank my luck star
I thank my luck star
for landing on the moon
for fairy tale in new york
for two world wars
sixty years on and we all seem to have conveniently forgotten
we must
thank our lucky star x6
when all is said and done
we are not worthy
of this world we do our damndest to destroy
but it's not ---
there is still time
to repent
for several thousand years of talking nonsense
seven thousand years of talking nonsense

Wanted to go to the white fluffy
Clouds in a Bombay Sapphire coma
Been several shades of broken
Ever since I disowned her
I wanted to be with my woman
In a sensimilia haze
I wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
And start the happy days
I was just a has-been, gone there, done that, got the T-shirt
She laughed when I told her, "I was seriously hurt"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
Wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
Utopia granted my wish
But when I looked under the blankets
I saw the legs of a fish
I wanted to be with my woman
In a sensimilia haze
I wanted to go to the white fluffy clouds
And start the happy days
I was just a has-been, gone there, done that, got the T-shirt
She laughed when I told her, "I was seriously hurt"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
She said, "Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me"
Don't want your money, pain comes free
You hooked up with pain, when you hooked up with me