Terrorvision

We don't ask for a lot but we get even less,
Dirty child playing in a rubbish dump dress,
Rich in heart but poor in practice,
Always last in your perfect rat race,
Always last in your perfect rat race.
Please kind sir spare a tuppence for me,
This isn't a cry for sympathy,
Homeland wasteland, desecrated trashcans,
Disgust and hatred smile on your face,
Cos we're always last in your perfect rat race.

Sorry sights, statutory rights,
All go with the same old way of life,
Sticks and stones, rags and bones,
All the trouble and the strife.

Don't want to think about it,
Don't want to talk about it,
No need to know about it,
PROBLEM SOLVED.

Don't want to think about it,
Don't want to talk about it,
No need to know about it,
PROBLEM SOLVED.

Long lost outcast society,
Of people who ain't free to be free,
Tell stories of the things we've seen,
Disgust your children with obscenities,
Of the tales of all the places that we've been.

I’ve got a million people worship me my head in the sand
I’ve got a tattoo on my shoulder of a dagger and rose
Bells upon my fingers and a ring through my nose
Candy makes a record it’s an instant hit
But not as instant as the hit she got off one little bit
Might have a tattoo on her shoulder of a dagger and rose
The ink it might be running be that’s just how it goes
It’s getting harder all the time
Can’t even find a word to rhyme
It’s not as easy as it’s supposed to be
Suppose it’s best if I leave
Belly full of serpents and a head full of hurt
A book of unsung ballads that the critics said won’t work
So she tried this being outrageous
But the tunes just weren’t contagious
Her face wasn’t as famous as the next in line
Love me hold me keep me close don’t ever let me go
Like me help me keep me warm don’t ever say no

He was born diseased with a twisted mind,
His hands his feet his elbows tied,
Sleeps by the day and in the night he crys.
The bastard son of a travelling man,
Conceived and born in a caravan,
Lives where he could and comes out when he can.
Death of a rock star, Played by an actor,
Gotta make a film 'cos he died in a fast car,
With lots of booze, drugs and sex,
Make him up a demi god invent all the rest.
Like character John's been trying it on,
To get his picture in the news,
He took a leap from his pad,
The same place that his dad,
Choked on a video so blue.

This is the land of the free, tuning in to 6.15,
We'll always want but we'll never need...On American TV.
Searching for our liberty, fight the fight to succeed,
Living out the American dream...On American TV.

V for victory, U,S, of A,
Always search for the American way,
Take a bite of the big apple, kick a coca-cola can,
All stand up salute Uncle Sam.
Put a man on the moon now aint too soon,
Another Russian spy puts a spanner in and BOOM,
From Washington to Tennessee,
We put the bullets in the Kennedys.

I'm the man who came to dinner,
Said I wasn't stopping long,
I brought a present wrapped in misery,
And a bottle of sad songs.
You still said ,
Come on in,
Make yourself at home,
Would you like a drink,
Let me take your coat.

I stand well back in the corner,
With a sneer on my face,
I've got the weight of the world on my shoulders,
Ready to fall on this place.

And I felt like one of the family,
And I could be whoever I want to be.

I took you down to the sea,
And let you swim in deep blue water,
Sunk your suspicions but then,
You couldn't get back to the shore.

Come on in,
Make yourself at home,
Would you like a drink,
Let me take your coat.

When the cold wind blows,
and the sarcasm cuts me again,
A young man's pride is torn up,
by what he calls friends...
And as he gets restless, anger fills him with hate,
Then he grows reckless, but its already too late,
He grabs his surroundings, pulls them towards him,
Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace,
It's four in the morning, the silence is deafening,
He looks in the mirror and it spits in his face.

C'mon now Jason, it's your life you're wasting,
It's your destination, Bye bye Jason,
C'mon now Jason, you're leaving tomorrow,
Your trains in the station, Bye bye Jason.

Cross my palms with silver,
I'll cross the streets paved with gold,
Just say you never saw nothing,
At least that's what you're told...

C'mon now Jason, it's your life your wasting,
It's your destination, Bye bye Jason,
C'mon now Jason, you're leaving tomorrow,
Your trains in the station, Bye bye Jason.

Maybe someday soon,
I'll find out what it's all about,
And if you don't leave it too long,
Then maybe we'll be able to sort it out.
Give me five minutes more,
I'm not trying to turn you away,
Spend all my time asking you what's wrong,
But all you say is you can't explain.

I hope it'll all come through,
Then I can find it out for myself,
I wish it'd all come true,
And let it sort things out for itself.

Leave me to myself for a while,
It'll only hurt more now if you stay,
I don't know how to break the news,
But maybe we'll be better off this way.

I hope it'll all come through,
Then I can find it out for myself,
I wish it'd all come true,
And let it sort things out for itself.

Ode to the guy read about in the news,
Born by mistake he was born to lose,
Never had much luck,
With the pounds and the pence,
Blamed everybody else,
He said he never had a chance.
Ship on the waves, Hole in my side,
One foot in the grave, and it's just my size...

21st Century, crime in the city,
And you're looking guilty as hell,
Although you didn't do it,
You know you can't prove it,
Now maybe its time to excel,
I'm alright Jack, got my hand on my stack,
And defences to make you think twice,
All the gold in my walls are in hideaway halls,
To cancel the chance of reprise.

You're king and your queens,
And their widow machine,
Are taking the share of your sons,
Then a note through the post,
And the smell of a ghost,
And apologise to everyone,
Their courageous attempt is all money well spent,
But their gravestones they don't grow on trees,
Second hand ones come cheap,
Door to door while you sleep,
But with no money back guarantees.

Holy Shamoly, said the priest to the girl,
As he wrapped his arms around her,
And his guts became her world,
She said I can't take any more,
No I can't take any more,
And she could taste the christ,
Breath the church,
Smell the crucifixion,
Of another fallen angel, hooked up on false religion.
She's gotta Hole for a soul,
She's gotta sad, sad tale to tell,
She's gotta Hole for a soul,
Of being twisted in a living hell.

Crikey Moses, he said with bottle in his hand,
Fingers worn thin down to the bone,
From working on the promised land,
Fingers worn thin, tattered and torn from scratching,
All this blood and sand,
Said I can't take any more,
No I can't take any more,
He had a loving wife,
Doting child,
An Englishman's castle for his home,
Every mile stood this broken man,
And every two stood this broken man's dream.

He's gotta Hole for a soul,
He's gotta sad, sad tale to tell,
He's gotta Hole for a soul,
Of being twisted in a living hell.

Listening to the story of an angry old man,
He had the whole world in his pocket but,
He had a hole there in his hand,
Never had much trouble fitting into his surroundings,
Dived headlong into life,
And ended up by drowning,
Died by drowning.
His blood is pure venom and his teeth are solid gold,
His clothes are made from human skin,
He's a thousand years old,
He lives down by the poisoned stream,
Where only alligators swim,
Sits there drinking moonshine,
Playing a mean violin, a mean violin,
A really wicked violin.

You've got four lines on your forehead,
And that tells me that you're worried,
Don't shoot my dog,
Don't shoot my dog,
I said please don't shoot my dog.

His wife is laying face down in the pool upon the porch,
He spied me through his blindness,
As I spied her with my torch,
His skin goes tight around his face,
As he smiles his blinding smile,
Points over to a dozen wives laying in a pile,
Laying in a pile... pile high.

10pm in a cold and lonely hotel room,
I think of you all the time,
My car was built the same year Hendrix died,
My mom just cried when I told her.
So good to see you again,
Take my hand and go.

I'm going down to Desolation town,
I'm going down to Desolation town.

Four walls of stains and names that I don't know,
I'll call my home for a while,
Time took its cigarette and broke its bones,
Bet Davey Jones didn't know he was in this song.

So good to see you again,
Take my hand and go.

I'm going down to Desolation town,
I'm going down to Desolation town.

In my house, there's a place I can hide,
When I feel a surge of self pity,
In my house there's a place where I sit,
And watch the violence on the telly,
In my house there's a kitchen,
Where we eat, drink and cook,
And in my house there's an attic at the top,
where my sister and her boyfriend go.
My house, get down the stairs,
My house, 'till your dad gets home,
My house, listen son there's a few rules you should know,
About living in My house, do as you're told,
My house, have you got that straight,
My house, if you wanna own it then you just better wait.

In My house, there's a bathroom,
It's a lovely shade of green,
In My house, there's a best room,
And mum keeps that real clean,
In My house, there's five bedrooms,
And there's only four of us,
In My house, there's an alley down the back,
And a hut that ain't up to much.

Don't cry baby, rest your weary head,
Don't cry mama, daddy didn't mean what he said.
Wake up baby, its a brand new day,
Wake up mama, I think he's gone away,
And it's always on my mind... we're only human.

What do you want, it's more than I can give,
Man I'm just a human being.

What makes a man bruise his loving wife,
What makes a man want to take his own life,
And it's always on my mind... we're only human.

What do you want, it's more than I can give,
Man I'm just a human being.

I wish I'd been to Woodstock,
Or written Wild Thing,
I wish I'd shot the pope dead,
Or killed a foreign king,
And it's always on my mind... we're only human.

I was high on a molatov of cocktails,
I was low on a hundred things,
I was wrong to put my money where my mouth was,
I was right about the whales and the dolphins,
Whales and dolphins, whales and dolphins, yeah.
And I don't mind preserving time at all.

I was blue about the people in the power,
I was green that's my excuse,
I was yellow when they said to fight the reds,
'Cos I knew I'd be beaten black and blue,
Black and blue, battered and bruised, yeah.

Hold the line, just give it some time then (call)...

"Cor", what I like and what I hate about perseverance,
Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance.

I was round and about in the area,
I was square in my suit and tie,
I was lost in the Bermuda triangle,
It all went pear-shaped, twisted and twined,
Twisted and twined, twisted and twined, yeah.

And I don't mind preserving time at all.
Hold the line, just give it some time then (call)...

"Cor", what I like and what I hate about perseverance,
Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance.

I was lost on the road to nowhere,
I was a guest on a runaway train,
I was happy 'cos I knew I was innocent,
They were glad to let me take the blame,
Taking the blame, taking the blame, taking the blame,
It's always the same 'cos

I... what I like and what I hate about perseverance,
Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance,
I haven't time, I haven't space for perseverance,
'Cos I swap and change just when I like to keep up appearance.

I was at the bar with my drinkin team,
It was me Jack Daniels and my homey Jim Bean.
We were kinda blitzed and we were trying to behave Y'all
when in walked a soldier he was from the fuzzy naval.
We were fallin, stumblin, crawlin
her come da police, Captain Tom Collins,
and the rapper said freeze
he said ""hands in the air and hand over your keys""
now we did, and that was kinda simple,
now here came Marguarita and her friend Shirley Temple.
I asked my friend 'bout Marguarita,
he said Shirley was a virgin an I wouldn't wanna meet her.
So I talked to Marguarita, cause yoh, she was flyer.
I took her to the coast cause I wanted to Screw Driver.
Now Im not one for a speech,
but there was plenty of Tequila and Sex On The Beach, Y'all.

Tequila
Te-Te-Te - Tequila
Tequila

Here we go again and Im not fussin,
see I'm a French Mexican but I can get with White Russians,
at the bar with a drink in my hand.
In walked Jose Cuervo what was marguaritas man.
I talked to the wise man cause, yoh he's distinguished.
His name was St. Ives and he spoke in old english.
He said ""you'd better think fast,
cause Jose is kinda crazy and I heard he Shot Glass"".
He gave me some advice and it went like this:
""catch the night train and head up to 'cisco""
I didn't wanna stick around,
I caught the 1:51 to New York, the Grey Hound.
Now I'm at the Red Zone, everybody's stylin'.
Was sippin Ice Teas on Long Island.
I blacked out and the party came to a halt,
cause I was drinking the Tequila with the lemon assault Y'all

Tequila
Te-Te-Te - Tequila
Tequila

I woke up in the morning and felt like a Zombie,
the Tequila Gold Label had bombed me.
You see I woke up late and wasn't feelin' so great,
And Mike said there's a Bicardi party startin' at eight.
Yo we walked in the party and started playin our games,
we played tops, fuzzy quarters, with Bartles & James.
Here came Shirley Temple and they told me to chill,
because the Mickey Brothers took her up to strawberry hill.
They took her $1000 mink and she could barely think,
cause the Tequila that she drank had her tickled pink.
Now the music came on and I rocked the instrumental.
There's a groupie named Mai Tai, a fly oriental.
A groupie is a girl that jocks,
She wore the def Black Velvet and drank Scotch on the Rocks.
We had a fake marriage, now here's to honeymoon,
Ya zone vagabond and the Blue Lagoon.
Now everybody take a word from the wise,
A girly and a bottle, Tequila Sunrise.

Tequila
Te-Te-Te - Tequila
Tequila
Tequila
Te-Te-Te - Tequila
Tequila

Something about you really puts me down
You're the life of the party you're the toast of the town
Something about you really picks me up
Like a hot cup of coffee in a hot coffee cup
Feels like a Saturday, free and easy going
Reminded its a Sunday, to stop the flow from flowing
You can see clearly now the rain has gone
But it looks like someone's gone and dropped the bomb
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Something about her she reminds me of you
Something about him he could be me too
Something about them something about the other
Something I've got to tell you about my dad and your mother
Feels like a Saturday, free and easy going
Reminded its a Sunday, to stop the flow from flowing
You can see clearly now the rain has gone
But it looks like someone's gone and dropped the bomb
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter
Something about black, something about white
Something about wrong, something about right
Something about us, something about them
Something about Bill, definitely something about Ben
Something about you, something about me
Something about a, be, see, d and e
Something about hell, something about heaven
Something about 4, 5, 6 and 7
Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter
Alice what's the matter...

He's in the bar, he's in your hair,
With his sports keyring jangling he's everywhere,
He's in your view, he's in your face,
Straight out of the seventies to straight out of place.
His collars turned up high he's on top of the world,
Sliding down the bar he's always falling, falling,
With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls,
Opens toothless grin and then he's crawling, crawling.

And I'm a moving, I'm a grooving,
And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah!

He's in your sight, he's in your pocket,
He's a superfly guy without a superfly rocket,
Every night he's on your case,
A terrible reality of disco race.

His collars turned up high he's on top of the world,
Sliding down the bar he's always falling, falling,
With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls,
Opens toothless grin and then he's crawling, crawling.

And I'm a moving, I'm a grooving,
And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah!

I can mashed potato.
I can do the twist.
Tell me baby,
Do you like it like this.

When I'm a moving, I'm a grooving,
And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah!

I'm a moving, I'm a grooving,
And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck. <i>[x2]</i>

Some people say that what I know should be kept secret
Some people say I don't know anything at all
Some people say that what I do could be dangerous
Some people say I don't do anything at all
Some people say this is a song that needs the drums in
Some people say no it's a song for the bass
Some people say that they can't stand what they're hearing
Some people say who gives a damn what they say
Do you think I care, do you think I care
Do you think I know or I'm aware
Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious
Some people say that I look just like my father
Some people say I've got my mother's eyes
Some people say I'm like my brother 'cause I'm honest and truthful
Some people say they know my brother's just another lie
Do you think I care, do you think I care
Do you think I know or I'm aware
Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious
Some people say that we should let the search continue
Some people say just what the hell's going on
Do you think I care, do you think I care
Do you think I know or I'm aware
Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious
*love, maya*

When you laugh, it just makes me cry,
When you cry, it just makes me smile,
When you smile, well that makes me mad,
When you're mad, it just makes me laugh.
When you're high, it just makes me low,
When you're low, it just picks me up,
You feel up, well that gets me down,
When you're down, it makes me feel high.

And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less,
Blame it on the bad actress.
And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess,
Blame it on the bad actress.

If you leave, that means I'll stay,
If you stay, I'll just have to go,
When you go then I'll have to wait,
If you wait I'll just have to leave.

And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less,
Blame it on the bad actress.
And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess,
Blame it on the bad actress.

If I was to say anything you'd say the opposite,
Maybe try to suggest something and just get torn to bits,
We could both think up the same thing and you'd say say something else,
We could not agree on one thing except for how it felt.

And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less,
Blame it on the bad actress.
And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess,
Blame it on the bad actress.

And you never gave me anything, never gave me anything,
Never gave me anything, never gave me anything,
Never gave me anything but I ended up a mess,
Blame it on the bad actress.

Living out three separate lives with nothing else to do besides, it's easy
They'd wrote Bradford off the map and all that old commercial crap, it's easy

Hassle bound? Not me
I'm happy and it's easy and it's free

They'd nothing really good to say, they're here tomorrow gone today, it's
easy
Setting off and duck the flack, flowed like water off the back, it's easy
Hassle bound? Not me
I'm happy and it's easy and it's free

Traveling round is really nice, pay the sights then see the price, it's easy
Take it in then put it out it's simply what it's all about, it's easy
Stick together 'til the end only the best know to pretend, it's easy

Hassle bound? Not me
I'm happy and it's easy and it's free
Hassle bound? Not me
I'm happy and it's easy and it's free.

The odds have built up of the chance you're going down,
'cause you're looking pretty guilty in the court of the crown,
And my friend's getting eager to complete this mission,
It's better all round just to sign the confession.

Doesn't matter if you're innocent or guilty as hell,
My friend's got a feeling that you're feeling unwell,
Who cares about the truth, the truth's there to bend,
Do as I say I'm your only friend.

The wicked step father that took a step farther,
Played the patron saint in his shining armor,
With his sword of power and shield to protect you,
Tongue hanging out 'cause he's going to get you.

You know I want to hug you, you know I want to kiss you,
It's your dear old pop and you know I really miss you,
In the pantomime of life look out he's behind you,
Says no I'm just here to remind you.

Best friend I'm all that you've got,
Pretend best friend if you like it or not,
Pretend best friend so don't talk to them,
You've got to talk to me 'cause I'm your best friend.

Call yourself a friend,
That drives me round the bend,
You call me when you like,
And call me what you like.

Was it the father or the son or the holy ghost,
The butler in the kitchen or the game-show host,
The policeman on the corner who'll show you the way,
The geezer with a beard comes on Xmas day.

Could be your mother or your father or your sister or your brother,
Doesn't matter who it is they'll say there ain't no other,
Might never see 'em or you meet them every day,
But who gives a damn when you hear them say.

Best friend I'm all that you've got,
Pretend best friend if you like it or not,
Pretend best friend so don't talk to them,
You've got to talk to me 'cause I'm your best friend