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Motives changing
Day to day The fire increases Mass decay I look at the river White foam floats down The bodies poisoned Gotta sit tight The wait After awakening The silence grows Screams subside Distortion shows Mutant thought Of bad mouthed news It's just another birth Of distorted views The wait |
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| 2. |
| 3:35 |
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Primitive feeling
Primitive way Getting closer To the primitive day Intuition Wherever it goes The primitive day The primitive way Primitive feeling Primitive way Getting closer To the primitive day Follow the feeling Wherever it goes The primitive day The primitive way |
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| 3. |
| 6:12 |
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Watching the decoys of all description
Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out - they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear Forests are falling there's smoke in my throat Machine over man and the mass over mind Re-assurance from face on my screen Appointment with destiny for those who will run Out of the virus immunity comes Out of the virus immunity comes Watching the decoys of all description Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and the lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear |
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| 4:56 |
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Look at the faces
Whose is the meaning Forget the passion Feeding the dead The fall of because Look at the faces It's cold outside You're on your own Staying indifferent The fall of because It's cold outside Losing my fear No more passion Passion is fed Because The fall of because |
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| 6. |
| 4:19 |
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Idle toying, worship the whore,
Forbidden was bidden, kiss turned to gnaw Indolent minds, broken rules The grey land is falling, Laugh at the fools We have Joy - We have Joy! We was drunk, intoxicate No time for doubt, no time, no late I saw the laughing one - this was the West he said "take your spear and puncture the flesh" We have Joy! - We have Joy! We was drunk, intoxicate No time for doubt, no time, no late Brandish the weapon, Sound out the din We feeling red now - time to move in We have Joy - We have Joy! |
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| 4:04 |
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twilight open and you're on your own
noon is shining you want fun and games hear the voices inside your head let's play wild - volatile get out my way - we go - take back those ways - you know fun and games come out to play fun and games for unknown days then you join your playmates in the street and the nightfires burning and you're on your feet all the boys and girls - look in their eye domestication - lost overnight games get bigger all the time games get bigger all the time because the playpens falling - stakes are high and the child will conquer - step by step let's play wild - volatile fun and games come out to play fun and games |
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| 3:43 |
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I am a child of folly
Now i want my way And i don't know good or bad But i dance all day And my sense of humour Getting out of hand la-la And the diamond's sharp you know All the harlequins they go go Such a lovely colour So the nasty taste won't show And when i'm seeing bitter Then the carnal feelings go So if you guess my next move Then that's more than me So when i start to smile Then the harlequins will go go I am a child of folly Now i want some fun So i don't need good or bad And we've just begun Ao if you guess our next move Let your sense of humour show And the diamonds are forever All the harlequins will go go |
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| 9. |
| 5:00 |
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Here...Go
Go! Move Ahh please Any way from A to B Savage ways for you and me And I can see your hang-up now Wilful days have stubbed you out Touch that body...start to touch And all meant to just forget Guilty feelings all gone now Wilful days come anyhow Come on...Go Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful...Days... Let's go Go go go go... Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful...Days... Anyway from A to B Savage ways for you and me I see your hang-up start to see Wilful days for you and me Touch that body...start to sweat And all meant to just forget And all meant to touch her now Wilful days come anyhow...ha ha ha Here comes that savage day We're gonna make it anyway Wilful days are hard to find Wilful days make up your mind Touch that body...start to sweat Guilty feelings all forget Any way from A to B Wilful, wilful, wilful me Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful Days Yeah yeah...Wilful...Days... |
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| 10. |
| 4:33 |
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I've tried to understand the ways of men they taught me
They've lost their values as we define a wealth Semen and blood is all i've got, investments of a future I'm searching for a new gold yes i'm searching for a new gold A voice is calling Move closer to you - yeah Virile young men run down the street in havoc singing "I wish to build, i penetrate, i penetrate" Restricted sexuality gives birth to worlds of terror And all the time i'm trying to piece new schemes together - help me Architects erect erections, monoliths are raised I love the swollen mound i love the swollen mound All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs And night and day run round in circles following sex instinct Push it between her legs and stretch the lips mother relieve me Bodies entwined in human tangle at the point of climax Shoot forth the new gold and at last reason makes perfect sense I'm shooting, shooting forth I'm shooting forth the new gold now - ha! |
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| 11. |
| 4:56 |
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Night time - turning out the sun
Countdown - pulsing like a machine Conflict - cars and people, steel on flesh Night time - desperations sweat on breath Bloodstains - night covering the crimes Daytime - shows the face behind the mask Showtime - law and order life and death Funtime - a drunken time where all can lie Come, come with me, we'll run into the night Come, come and see, sweet madness of night Night time - party troops and governments Clubtime - lovers riches promises No time - running hiding crying tears It's night time - and time to run from all your fears Night time |
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| 3:57 |
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Across the sand under a crescent moon
In celebration of our feards And rumours circulating in the street The candle burns the world awaits We ask is this some kind of victory? Where is the dream, where is the sanity? As crying echoes down the corridors The child comes running to his mother's arms And all the things I hold so dear to me I love my wife, I love my family Raise up your heads and voices The promise of beyond With courage face the moment Remember who you are! A frightened people losing dignity The shadow of an island in their minds While fools are bent on making history With nothing gained, is this our destiny? |
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| 13. |
| 4:12 |
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The days I wonder, the nights I ponder, and time is running out.
I saw restrictions of mortal lifespan, and hurled the lance beyond. The stone that's bleeding, the rock that's breathing, the war that's in our blood. Rapid formations, and celebrations, my Universe shall march. Through love of a labour, one law to follow, until the day is done We take our places amongts the mortals, but soon the day is done. |
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| 4:14 |
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The sun is setting in on England's green and pleasant land
AT dusk I leave the town to tear the fences down And I ignore the voice of education sighing and crying in my head In the light of every dream, we're all coming home Lazy days and summer haze, my love of this land Memories of gentlemen and cricket fade away in the hot summer But still they carry out traditions of the past without a meaning In the light of every dream, we're all coming home Lazy days and summer haze, my love of this land New towns and concrete towerblocks, inhuman as they stand And did those feel in ancient times, or was it just our imaginations? In the light of every dream, we're all coming home Lazy days and summer haze, my love of this land |
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| 15. |
| 3:35 |
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London, New York, Paris, Tokyo
All is one with the multi-nationals Total monopolies I can sink or swim Adrenalin is rushing through every action Whole nations crave for release from the suspense And I explode in you, my beautiful obsession I've been dreaming all your nightmares Holocausts, invented fantasies We build the tower, tower falls down All my dreams come true Sweet Jesus & Mohammed Disputes between the boys Whole nations crave for release from this suspense And I explode in you, my beautiful obsession |
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| 16. |
| 6:34 |
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The age of miracles, assent of man in strident tones
Realms of fantastic have been forged by folly speed and steel Out of the cones stream forth, creation is not yet complete New species come, old species fall to nature once again. Now that I've found god on every side - and in every legion Revolution Points of no return Evolution We cross the rubicon The shipyards blaze, vibrant arsenals wait their turn Idols of rational worlds to worship power, to worship strength Great crowds excited by riot, pleasure, work Insane crusades, destructive gesture of the freedom bringers And all the bells shall toll, as holy banners fly And all with talk of freedom Revolution Points of no return Evolution We cross the rubicon Let rage and hate of races run from Adam down The magic of our science shines brighter than a thousand suns Liberty in new dimensions ruthless and spectacular Obliteration shall be poetry of 'Golden Dwans' And as the people thrill, I stand and comprehend upon the threshold. Revolution Points of no return Evolution We cross the rubicon |
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