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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
Give me all your paper ma
Gimme all your jazz Give me something that I need Something I can have Mrs. London's coming round She's coming with her son Gimme all your paper ah So I can get a gun She has got it in for me Yeah I mean it honestly She's so mean Give me all your paper ma So I can buy a train They just want to suck you in To being one of them Tell her that I'm not in here Tell her I'm a freak Tell her that I fall about Every time I speak She has got in for me Yeah I mean it honestly I just scream Give me all your paper ma So I can buy a train I don't know how I got in here It's making me insane Have another cigarette And have another cigarette In a room where lovers go Talking on the telephone They have go it in for me Yeah I mean it honestly They all dream |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
Caroline laughs, and it's raining all day
Loves to be one of the girls She lives in the place in the side of our lives Where nothing is ever put straight She turns herself 'round And she smiles and she says "This is it, that's the end of the joke" And loses herself in her Dreaming and sleep, and her Lovers walk through in their coats Pretty in pink, isn't she? Pretty in pink, isn't she? All of her lovers all Talk of her notes and the Flowers that they never sent And wasn't she easy, and Isn't she pretty in pink? The one who insists he was the First in the line is the Last to remember her name He's walking around in this Dress that she wore She is gone, but the Joke's the same Pretty in pink, isn't she? Pretty in pink, isn't she? Caroline talks to you Softly sometimes, she says, "I love you" and "Too much" She doesn't have anything You want to steal Well, nothing you can touch She waves She buttons your shirt The traffic is waiting outside She hands you this coat She give you her clothes These cars collide Pretty in pink, isn't she? Pretty in pink, isn't she? ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ASHTON, JOHN/BUTLER, RICHARD/BUTLER, TIMOTHY/DAVEY, VINCENT Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
She comes in like an angel,
And goes down like these flats. I don't know why she does all this. It's making her see that I don't want you always, And I won't hold your hand. I won't give you flowers, I just want to sleep with you. I just want to sleep with you. I just want to sleep with you. I got my own morals, You've got your own too. Lovers will just steal your clothes, But I'm not one of them. Forgive me. I just didn't want to run away with you. There's romance, or so she says. I want to sleep with you. I just want to sleep with you. I just want to sleep with you. I want to sleep with you. I didn't want to fade in you. I make my own scenes. These go-go girls are happening. They're just like accidents. He's got sunglasses, electric shoes, This vicious dog, and I shake. A uniform in black and blue, He wants to be your guard. I just want to sleep with you. I just want to sleep with you, now. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
there's demonstrations
and demonstrations listen to the weathermen they're not saying anything they're tripping flags for you this crazy face for you you don't have a point of view you don't have to say you do no tears, no colours, yeah there's conversation and conversation talk about yourself again talk about the rain again another lie for you another point of view how can you believe in them? don't believe in anything no colours, no tears, yeah there's demonstrations and demonstrations listen to the weathermen they're not saying anything there's conversation and conversation talk about yourself again talk about the rain again no tears, no colours, no you now |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
Mrs. Jones is seventeen, and six, and twenty-four.
Moderately pretty. She is all the girls, you know. We are going far away. We're going for a ride. Mr. jones has got a plan, If you just come inside. So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. Mr. Jones is beautiful. Your eyes are made of glass. Looking through the window, You can see the world go past. Here's another nine o'clock, And here's another day. Wonder how the weather is, And what the people say? So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. Mr. Jones can turn you on And turn you off again. Mr. Jones is all of you Who live inside a plan. Put your head upon the pillow, Never put it down. That would only wake you up And turn your head around. So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
No kind of love.
I don't want to make no scene - Lovers come and go - or make you Mrs. Anyone or make you Mr. Me. I'm into you like a train. Yeah, fall in love. I don't want to tape you down or shack you up with me, or put you where the flowers go or get into your mind. I'm into you like a train. Now fall in love. Yeah, fall in love. If you believe that anyone like me within a song is outside it all, then you are all so wrong. If you believe that anyone like me within a song would try and change it all, then you have been put on. I don't want to wear no side or complicate it all, or celebrate your prettiness and kick you in it all. So wrong. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
You laugh at her in all the cars
She's easily confused There isn't any wrong or right Or up and down on you There isn't any reason There isn't any sense Nothing else is happening This is where you are It goes on and then it rains We run away It goes on again If you say no just one more time He's gonna trash your wife He has to have a lie to live Or something to believe He has a god He calls it you He has a highway too Inside his head these wheels go round He says that he loves you It goes on, and then it goes around again It goes on again It goes on It goes on, and then it goes Around again It goes on again You know this guy that lives downstairs There's parties all the time Where they put on wigs and stuff So they can be themselves He calls you this He calls you that You lose your memory All this goes on all the time So I don't go down there It goes on, and then it rains again It goes on again It goes on, and then it goes Around again It goes on again |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
blue cars big beat
dead on my feet i get this heat run round lime street do this be there i just don't care all day day wear go home she's there i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down run down who cares i'm so happy i get some clerk talk talk talk talk get up get down this is toy town all day day wear go home she's there i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down now sometimes she says she loves me i just don't believe it all day she says my set it plays love songs all day it sells toothpaste razors band-aids it sells love and it sells hairspray ha ha all day monday monday i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down now |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
a phonebook full of accidents
a girl to drive your car a suit to wear on mondays and a coat a magazine a heavy rain a holiday a painting of the wall a knife a fork and memories a light to see it all you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round dominoes a pack of cards a picture of the queen a dress to wear on sundays and a handle for the door a letter that i sent for you a note you left for me a wave a pack of cigarettes a pocket full of beads you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you on you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you on the sound of people getting drunk a ceiling and a sky a bank that's full of promises a telephone that lies a visit from your doctor he crawls in through the door a mirror you can look in so that you know where you are you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round you didn't leave me anything that i can understand now i'm left with all of this a room full of your trash |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
it is here for you
listen to the conversation playing pretty tunes sorry i can't wait for you i couldn't stand to stay you have to get right out of here you have to get away i had to pay the doorman just to let me use the door i had to use a muscleman to pick me off the floor they're making up things that we've all heard before like romance and engage and divorce you have to be crazy to stay in this place you just have to laugh at it all i met this girl and called her ma i called her everything i called her fab and mrs. fish i didn't get her name she's making me a pair of shoes so i can run away she's making me a plastic wig she's making me again i had to pay the doorman just to let me use the door i had to use a muscleman to pick me off the floor they're making up things that we've all heard before like romance and engage and divorce you have to be crazy to stay in this place you just have to laugh at it all some people are dancing and some fall in love to the music of military tunes you have to be crazy to stay in this place you just have to laugh at it all i didn't want to put you on or tape you down at all or leave you here so all alone or put you in this room they're making up things that we've all heard before like romance and engage and divorce you have to be crazy to stay in this place you just have to laugh at it all |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
Mrs. Jones is seventeen, and six, and twenty-four.
Moderately pretty. She is all the girls, you know. We are going far away. We're going for a ride. Mr. jones has got a plan, If you just come inside. So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. Mr. Jones is beautiful. Your eyes are made of glass. Looking through the window, You can see the world go past. Here's another nine o'clock, And here's another day. Wonder how the weather is, And what the people say? So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. Mr. Jones can turn you on And turn you off again. Mr. Jones is all of you Who live inside a plan. Put your head upon the pillow, Never put it down. That would only wake you up And turn your head around. So good, so far. Slow down, ha ha. Movie stars, and ads, And radio define romance. Don't turn it on, I don't want to dance. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
blue cars big beat
dead on my feet i get this heat run round lime street do this be there i just don't care all day day wear go home she's there i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down run down who cares i'm so happy i get some clerk talk talk talk talk get up get down this is toy town all day day wear go home she's there i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down now sometimes she says she loves me i just don't believe it all day she says my set it plays love songs all day it sells toothpaste razors band-aids it sells love and it sells hairspray ha ha all day monday monday i don't think that i can stand i'm so run down she is oh so out of hand she's coming down now |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Talk Talk Talk (1981)
a phonebook full of accidents
a girl to drive your car a suit to wear on mondays and a coat a magazine a heavy rain a holiday a painting of the wall a knife a fork and memories a light to see it all you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round dominoes a pack of cards a picture of the queen a dress to wear on sundays and a handle for the door a letter that i sent for you a note you left for me a wave a pack of cigarettes a pocket full of beads you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you on you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you on the sound of people getting drunk a ceiling and a sky a bank that's full of promises a telephone that lies a visit from your doctor he crawls in through the door a mirror you can look in so that you know where you are you didn't leave me anything that i can understand hey i never meant that stuff i want to turn you round you didn't leave me anything that i can understand now i'm left with all of this a room full of your trash |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
India, India
You're my love song India you're my love song In the flowers You can have me in the flowers We will dance alone And live our useless lives India stupid on the carpet floor India stupid on the carpet floor We dance upon the carpet floor And reel around India, India, India, India, India I'm American, ha ha ha India Caroline is really great She serves the muck Upon a tray And little rich boy don't you cry You kiss me in the anodyne See the ceiling raining spit The beach is backwards isn't it India don't you cry India see the ceiling raining tears You will cry a thousand tears All the women form a line Put your face upon a line This is for the discotheque This is stupid, I object And I love you and I love you And please me, please me, please me Please me, please me, please me Please me, please me, please me India, India, India, India |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
Stupid on the steinway
So sick upon a steinway The sailors drown See them talk and see them drown And see them drink and fall around Upon the floor Sister of mine, home again Sister of mine, home again Lonely in a crowded room The radio plays out of tune So silently The radio upon the floor Is stupid it plays aznavour So out of key Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Broken on a ship of fools Even dreams must fall to rules So stupidly Words are all just useless sound Just like cards they fall around And we will be Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Buy a car and watch it rust Sister see them fall to dust They fall around In another crowded room Paint me like the shirt I'm in Honestly Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
Another Christ is on the cross
The nails are words The nails are lies To make it crawl And make it scream And make it real And make it bleed And make it bleed And make it bleed And make it dream Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ This you who lie and scream You fall to dust You fall to dust In walls of words Your words are blind You speak and you are dumb and blind The word that is your god Is you who fall so low and fall so far Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Fly to the moon dear Sew it on a stool Tie on the carpet all the cowboys fall See the cowboys fat and reeling Dancing underneath the ceiling Leave the bar the theatre's closing Make a wall of your religion Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Mary mary Mother mother You and me and God the father Jesus is a woman too He looks like all of me and you Your money talks and All your friends Will laugh at her pathetic tits Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Imitation |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
You will have a dress of white
You will have a ring of gold You will have a paper snow We'll fall See the wall The wall is black We will have a heart attack We will be alone and We'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall Fall in love like sailors do Tell your lover you'll be true Sail upon the stupid sea We'll fall You will have a sheet of red Paint the trees, the trees are dead We will be alone and We'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall Marry me and be my wife You can have me all your life Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Are the children really home? We will lie upon the lawn Needles on the beach at Goa We will have another flower We will be a part of structure You will have a face of structure We will make ourselves a scene We will live our stupid dream I am you and you are me Tie me down I will be free Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Marry me and be my wife You can have me all your life Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Are the children really home? We will lie upon the lawn Needles on the beach at Goa We will have another flower We will be a part of structure You will have a face of structure We will make ourselves a scene We will live our stupid dream I am you and you are me Tie me down I will be free Our love will have no end |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
My baby paints herself red
She paints her hair Her hair is dead She's living in the city With the bodies that scream We are all Jesus We all dream See the dancer in there reeling Paint the sky upon the ceiling Four useless gods upon a day So blinded by the filth on Sunday Saying the words for the idiots You are miracle drivel Optical sewer Listens to the flowers fall Paint the words upon the wall This is the pulse of fools like you Who sound so red and turn so blue The sound of uselessness in summer The war is over if you want See the dancer see me reeling Paint the sea upon the ceiling Pulse My baby paints herself red She paints her hair Her hair is dead She's living in the city With the bodies that scream We are all Jesus We all dream See the dancer see me reeling Paint the sky upon the ceiling That's pulse |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
I'm in love with catholics
I'm in love with your blue cars I'm in love with the words that scream We are so stupid, we all dream I'm in love with Frank Sinatra Fly me to the moon I'm in love with fools like you I'm in love with doing the twist I'm in love with the bodies that scream They fall so far, they fall so far I'm in love with The Supremes Oh baby love I'm in love with Sophia Loren I'm in love with Bridget Bardot I'm in love with the whole dumb scene I'm so in love, you know what I mean I'm in love with Anthea and Donna All that shit that goes Uptown top ranking I'm in love with the factory I'm in love with the BBC I'm in love with your T.V. They're so in love with you and me I'm in love with a nuclear bomb it falls I'm in love with shopping city dreams I'm in love with real men They go through the Air for oxygen Love is just a car like you That turns so blue and turns so blue No blue cars will run my world No playboys will black my word I would walk a million smiles For one of your miles Bob Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop We love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you We love you |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
play another wedding song
a wedding song goes on and on see the churches falling down this is only in your mind we're useless we're useless all their dresses stand so white all the brides are all in white play another wedding song a wedding song goes on and on we're useless we're useless walking on the paper ruins shoes and rice and one two three picking through the plastic ruins of my useless memory make a line of useless women make a line of useless men love me love me love me love again again again again we're useless we're useless completely |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
see the people dead in cars
see their bodies bleed i know he's so dead and gone i think that is free his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his eyes with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light in the eastern carpet store he is made of dreams put his picture on the wall just where the mirror gleams his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his face with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light his power's all around his feet there's flowers in his heart if you take the needles out his body falls apart his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his hands with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light make a god of politics make a god of police worship it with automobiles worship it with screams his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white he cuts his feet with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light make a god of useless drivel sew it at the seams float it down the river where the sewage is the sea his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white he cuts his teeth with razorblades and out of him came stupid light that's flowers |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
This is my shirt
This is yours And this is called a dream It must be the soap you use And mine is called So Kleen It was so well advertised All day on channel nine We live in the soap commercial We are all a lie Listen to this, listen to this Listen to this, listen to this I live in the factory And we are all the same I live in the family And all the traffic screams It was so well advertised All day on channel nine We live in the soap commercial We are all a lie Listen to this, listen to this Listen to this, listen to this Channel nine Soap commercial, soap commercial Soap commercial. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
Shine
I heard her sing I need a voice given anything All I want to dream Flattery Days that never come To shine a light on the damage done Somedays without a sound I feel the dark even closer now I wear it, a winter coat I'm far away but not far enough What's true is torn And shouted down The world's at my feet And it turns when I speak And it shines Shine and all that is Comes down upon me Shine and all that is Sleep, it never comes I lay awake All the shutters drawn Look at me I'm shamed My bottle done I hear her beating down on dirty wings I feel the room move under me I'm far away but not far enough What's true is torn And out of place The world's at my feet And it turns when I speak And it shines Shine I heard her sing A crooked voice and a dirty wings Beating under me Flattery The world's at my feet And it turns when I speak On its drums and its wheels Shine Shine and all that is Comes down upon me Shine and all that is Comes down upon me Shine and all that is Comes down upon me |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
Speak, talk to me
Show what I am And cannot be, talk Entertain me Why the want for all that I can't touch And all that I can't see? Why the want for all that I can't speak? And what is mine? And all I see Speak to me And what is yours? Entertain me Sing, read to me Sell what I am Sell what I feel Sleep, walk to me Why the want for all that I can't touch And all that I can't see? Why the need for all that I can't speak? And what is mine? And all I see Talk to me And what is yours? Entertain me And what is mine? And what I see Speak to me And what is you? Entertain me Entertain me Speak, entertain me Talk to me Don't talk to me Spell, pay for me Spell, spell lie for me Spell, spell want for me Sing, read to me Walkie talk and tambourine Stop, here it comes again Here it comes again |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
the air here tastes like poison
the traffic moves on broken roads the river runs like silver my own feelings let me down she's 14 and she's fading there's a wasted year for every train that passes she is leaving someday someday never comes this road is poison walk me to the wheels i fear for my life this road is poison lovers coo goodbye singing don't forget me boys tired of waiting in the cheap seats she is haunted by her failure here the river runs like silver my own feelings let me down she's 24 and feels it like a wasted year for every day that passes she is leaving one day one day never comes this road poison walk me to the wheels i fear for my life this road is poison lovers coo goodbye singing don't forget me boys in monday morning houses down through gravel yards and dirty smoke to somewhere on the sky line what i feel is still the same she's 40 and afraid that there's a wasted life for every town that passes she is leaving here but nothing here remains this road is poison walk me to the wires i fear for my life this road is poison lovers coo goodbye singing don't forget me boys |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
And voices louder now
Not loud enough The world around you crawls And sleeps in other beds And never mind I see no time And there's not time enough To burn it all away I see no hands to hold No faith to praise No celebration no parade Should god forget you And all their faces say There's nothing owed There's nothing owed you It gets too dark It gets much darker now Your lies around you fall On all your plans On all your wasted time You watching second hands Make second hand And faith's for those who pray But all your tears are gone And thrown away And there's no cause to take his place Should god forget you And all their faces say There's nothing owed There's nothing owed you I see no time And there's not time enough To burn it all away I see no hands to hold No faith to praise And voices louder now Not loud enough The world around you crawls And sleeps in other beds And never mind No celebration no parade Should god forget you And all their faces say There's nothing owed There's nothing owed you And there's no cause to take his place Should god forget you And all their faces say There's nothing owed There's nothing owed you |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
A thousand rainy days
And I spoke on tongues that talk of saints Burned down days like cigarettes For your hollow praise Down the days that you forget Count the pictures that you keep Keep it, hide it all away Let it never show All of this and I regret Not a day that I was sent Celebrated and arose For your vanity in vain Framed the faces I applaud All the same sad eyes Write the world between the lines I heard it all, I heard it spoke Like a name I call my life Let it never show All of this I now regret Not a day that I was sent Not a name that I might place Not at my parade In the four walls of my room Standing where I wait Others praised and I can't come Tore the pictures off my walls There's a secret that I keep Let it never show All of this I now regret Not a day that I was sent All of this I now regret Not a name that I might place Not at my parade Framed the faces I applaud All the same sad eyes Write the world between the lines I heard it all, I heard it spoke In the four walls of my room |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
Here comes dawn today
To light the candles Burn for you Here comes dawn again To burn the both ends down Here he comes again Who wants to turn the world for you Here he comes again Who can't believe at all Here comes your parade Down all the miles for you Here comes your parade To light the flags for you I come wide awake To shake a dream from out of view I come wide awake To lay them all away Here comes your parade To turn the world for you Here comes your parade Down all the miles for you Here comes your parade Down all the miles for you Down all the miles for you Here comes your parade Here comes your parade To turn the world for you Here comes your parade Down all the miles of you Here comes dawn again To light the candles Burn for you Here comes dawn again To burn the both ends down Here comes your parade Down all the miles for you Here comes your parade To light the flags for you |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
this day is not my life
the passing time is not my life the thorn that's in my side is all these scenes that we regret the wasted words we can't forget through the windows of my room i hear the traffic breathing slowly someplace miles away make promises pay shame, will shake this house shame, will shake this house your dreams are not my life these broken words are not my life your lies are none of my invention your promises were not plan now the party girls have gone i hear the rattle of their heels before their footsteps fade make promises pay shame, will shake this house shame, will shake this house the passing time is not my life i've been counted down and shouted out i had everything i wanted nothing i can't rise above to let it show was not my plan headlines and frontpages sell weddings and divorces make promises pay make promises pay shame, will shake this house shame, will shake this house |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
crooked heals on battered boots
shoot down ragged miles i'm coming home i'm like a girl in all her rags and all her pearls i hear her talk through vicious teeth sing god is gone stop hanging on my sleeve and i can't speak and all of that will never please a hollow moon hung like a heart stars like dirty sparks on dirty seas and never seen and all of that and all of these i hear her dust fall at her feet and christ and all his crows can't keep it neat so what of me and all that i don't wanna be a bitter taste a bitter pill says nothing's ever true and ever will become of me or make a sense of what i see on broken nerves in ragged clothes eyes that never close stare back at me and never see and holler names and follow me what's written now you can't erase and pages from my past get in my way for one of why i make a stand or take a side |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Book of Days (1989)
Lit like halloween
And roadtop signs That I can't read Dream from out of place And aimed at empty songs That he said On knees I wait From falling off my feet And god is gold Dust a shallow grave Will follow you and me And fall on you Sleep comes It's like a dream And conversation speaks In made up lines repeat Say what I said Red light or green Scared but I can't speak Paved boredom grey Take what I need From out of place Sleep comes It's like a dream And conversation speaks In made up lines repeat Say what I said Lit like halloween They nailed up signs But I can't see And tongues that sing like breathe Impersonate you, me, you Sleep comes It's like a dream And conversation speaks In down my sleep repeat Say what I said A mirror tries to fill my time A boredom eyes blind With all that's yours that you call lives And aimed at empty songs and he said A mirror tries to fill my time A boredom eyes blind With all that's yours that you call lives I don't mine Sleep comes It's like a dream And conversation speaks In made up lines repeat Say what I said Say what I said ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BUTLER, RICHARD/ASHTON, JOHN/BUTLER, TIMOTHY <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
A banker in a tired suit
Is counting in his head He's standing in your overcoat He's lying on your bed President gas is tap dancing For the banker he's a thief He isn't very honest But he's obvious at least You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our money We are giving it away Yeah giving it away This policeman is just sitting down In sunglases and dirt Undercover now at least So nobody gets hurt They go through this pantomime They do it everyday They'll be back again tomorrow But they don't play for free You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our paper We are giving it away Yeah giving it away doesn't this remind you Of these things we've done before Like counting all the times We've seen ourselves in other scenes Everybody's busy Listening and pulling blinds This is all so stupid We're just shouting I want you You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our money We are giving it away Yeah giving it away Lets stay forever now |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
There's an army on the dance floor
It's a fashion with a gun my love In a room without a door A kiss is not enough in Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes They'd put us on a railroad They'd dearly make us pay For laughing in their faces And making it our way There's emptiness behind their eyes There's dust in all their hearts They just want to steal us all And take us all apart But not in Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes So swallow all your tears my love And put on your new face You can never win or lose If you don't run the race |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
hello to you hello to me
i've somewhere else to be excuses i get all the time your answers i don't see today is easy isn't it so? i sit and watch the radio there's nothing coming on at all hello to you hello to me ah yeah i really care i'll see you all around sometime i hope that i'm not there today's news is yesterday's news you don't remember you forget that's the way the stories all go hello to you hello to me and yes i really care i'll see you all around sometime if i ever go back there goodbye to you goodbye again i've got to get this train it's nine o' clock already and i'm twenty minutes late goodbye to you goodbye again problems don't exist i'll see you at the station you'll be standing in the rain today is easy isn't it so? the man says stop the clock says now it's exit time for me goodnight to you goodnight again i've somewhere else to be i'll see you all around sometime i hope you don't miss me goodbye to you good bye to you goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to you goodbye |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
Yeah I fell in love
Like all good dreamers do Finally in anger I gave it all to you I never shouted it Like we do in school And knee-jerk negativity Just never got me through And ma she said so carefully You don't get a vote This is not a five and ten This is not a joke she said It's only you and only I Bang bang Bye bye Now I got a love To lose myself inside I don't need to find a face That I can hide behind I never shouted it Like we do in school Bleed your negativity Just never got me through But ma she said so carefully You don't get a vote This is not a five and ten This is not a joke She said It's only you and only I Bang bang Bye bye Lose yourself lose yourself Lose yourself lose yourself |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
You have to have a party
When you're in a state like this You can really move it all You have to vote and change You have to get right out of it Like out of all this mess You'll say yeah to anything If you believe all this but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes Just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again He comes in from the left sometimes He comes in from the right It's so heavily advertised that he wants you and I It's a real cowboy set, electric company Every day is happy days It's hell without the sin, but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again President gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
Go on get Tarzan
Go on get Jane Go on get Superman Go on get Lois Lane Hamburger Mary She's got a gun Nothing goes on all the time And she thinks it's fun Come on run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away Doorbell plays Beethoven I open the door Yesterday's there And I fall on the floor Practicing makeup She laughs at us all Hey look at you She's seen it all before Come on run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away come on Run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away I'm having this party So come now please It's an open house girl But no games with keys No jokes in blank humor No lines in blank verse It couldn't get much worse There's heroes and villains Ma B and her boys Doing the twist Dancing with toys I've been waiting all night For someone like you But you'll have to do I've been waiting all night |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
love is hiding in the city
here in all of you put the place in cages but don't label it a zoo get a girl inside your head get out of the way write yourself a postcard when there's nothing left to say there's danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever war's on it's now or never mr. clean air just went past eating chewing gum he doesn't want to see you he gets sick when you come make yourself up once again kick out in a style ann don't let her sadness show she paints on a smile danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever the war's on it's now or never always it is now love me in the jailhouse pictures of the losers crying that's enough get a girl inside your head get out of the way write yourself a postcard when there's nothing left to say love is hiding in the city hearing all of you put the plays in cages but don't labor in a zoo there's danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever war's on it's now or never now or never |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
we are both so second hand
we've been around it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? all our lies will find us out when we are dreaming it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do you're here now she's now and then but anyway it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? you and you're beside me and my medicine it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? oh when yeah we want you oh when yes we do oh when yeah we want you oh when yes we do oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do oh when yeah we want you oh when yeah we do |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
A banker in a tired suit
Is counting in his head He's standing in your overcoat He's lying on your bed President gas is tap dancing For the banker he's a thief He isn't very honest But he's obvious at least You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our money We are giving it away Yeah giving it away This policeman is just sitting down In sunglases and dirt Undercover now at least So nobody gets hurt They go through this pantomime They do it everyday They'll be back again tomorrow But they don't play for free You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our paper We are giving it away Yeah giving it away doesn't this remind you Of these things we've done before Like counting all the times We've seen ourselves in other scenes Everybody's busy Listening and pulling blinds This is all so stupid We're just shouting I want you You and I are walking past yeah Having lost our way We don't count our money We are giving it away Yeah giving it away Lets stay forever now |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
There's an army on the dance floor
It's a fashion with a gun my love In a room without a door A kiss is not enough in Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes They'd put us on a railroad They'd dearly make us pay For laughing in their faces And making it our way There's emptiness behind their eyes There's dust in all their hearts They just want to steal us all And take us all apart But not in Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes So swallow all your tears my love And put on your new face You can never win or lose If you don't run the race |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
hello to you hello to me
i've somewhere else to be excuses i get all the time your answers i don't see today is easy isn't it so? i sit and watch the radio there's nothing coming on at all hello to you hello to me ah yeah i really care i'll see you all around sometime i hope that i'm not there today's news is yesterday's news you don't remember you forget that's the way the stories all go hello to you hello to me and yes i really care i'll see you all around sometime if i ever go back there goodbye to you goodbye again i've got to get this train it's nine o' clock already and i'm twenty minutes late goodbye to you goodbye again problems don't exist i'll see you at the station you'll be standing in the rain today is easy isn't it so? the man says stop the clock says now it's exit time for me goodnight to you goodnight again i've somewhere else to be i'll see you all around sometime i hope you don't miss me goodbye to you good bye to you goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to you goodbye |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
Yeah I fell in love
Like all good dreamers do Finally in anger I gave it all to you I never shouted it Like we do in school And knee-jerk negativity Just never got me through And ma she said so carefully You don't get a vote This is not a five and ten This is not a joke she said It's only you and only I Bang bang Bye bye Now I got a love To lose myself inside I don't need to find a face That I can hide behind I never shouted it Like we do in school Bleed your negativity Just never got me through But ma she said so carefully You don't get a vote This is not a five and ten This is not a joke She said It's only you and only I Bang bang Bye bye Lose yourself lose yourself Lose yourself lose yourself |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
It's raining in my head
But no tears come down And I'm dreaming of you Until sleep comes around Sleep comes down sleep comes down Sleep comes down sleep comes down The orchestra's playing It's so very loud And I'm biting my nails Until sleep comes around Sleep comes down sleep comes down Sleep comes down sleep comes down The clouds are all running But no tears come down And I'm thinking of you Until sleep comes around Sleep comes down sleep comes down Sleep comes down sleep comes down |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
You have to have a party
When you're in a state like this You can really move it all You have to vote and change You have to get right out of it Like out of all this mess You'll say yeah to anything If you believe all this but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes Just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again He comes in from the left sometimes He comes in from the right It's so heavily advertised that he wants you and I It's a real cowboy set, electric company Every day is happy days It's hell without the sin, but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again President gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
Go on get Tarzan
Go on get Jane Go on get Superman Go on get Lois Lane Hamburger Mary She's got a gun Nothing goes on all the time And she thinks it's fun Come on run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away Doorbell plays Beethoven I open the door Yesterday's there And I fall on the floor Practicing makeup She laughs at us all Hey look at you She's seen it all before Come on run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away come on Run run run run away come on Run away come on Run run run run away Come on run away I'm having this party So come now please It's an open house girl But no games with keys No jokes in blank humor No lines in blank verse It couldn't get much worse There's heroes and villains Ma B and her boys Doing the twist Dancing with toys I've been waiting all night For someone like you But you'll have to do I've been waiting all night |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
love is hiding in the city
here in all of you put the place in cages but don't label it a zoo get a girl inside your head get out of the way write yourself a postcard when there's nothing left to say there's danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever war's on it's now or never mr. clean air just went past eating chewing gum he doesn't want to see you he gets sick when you come make yourself up once again kick out in a style ann don't let her sadness show she paints on a smile danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever the war's on it's now or never always it is now love me in the jailhouse pictures of the losers crying that's enough get a girl inside your head get out of the way write yourself a postcard when there's nothing left to say love is hiding in the city hearing all of you put the plays in cages but don't labor in a zoo there's danger i believe it wake up it's a fight love me now forever war's on it's now or never now or never |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
9-9-9
the police don't come here on easy street all the boys in their blue suits are lying in the heat you got no reaction coming down my hall you had no attraction for anyone at all all the dogs are out today running in the sun back in the litter the morning never comes you got no reaction knocking on my door you had no attraction for anyone at all the day goes at the factory i should be happy look at me it's definitely no easy street you got no reaction coming through my door you had no attraction for anyone at all i can see you in the plastic town that an actor sees i can see you stuck inside of this cage with me you'll cry like a baby you cry like a bird you cry like a lady you cry like a girl on easy street you'll cry like a baby you cry like a bird you cry like a lady you cry like a girl on easy street |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
we are both so second hand
we've been around it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? all our lies will find us out when we are dreaming it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do you're here now she's now and then but anyway it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? you and you're beside me and my medicine it really doesn't matter does it anyway today? oh when yeah we want you oh when yes we do oh when yeah we want you oh when yes we do oh when yeah i want you oh when yes i do oh when yeah we want you oh when yeah we do |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
In the house where Alice lives
(Alice's) it's a mess of souvenirs let to remind you telling the time ? ? people say it's cold outside you disagree, she's telling me... (CHORUS) Come and spend the day at Alice's House pass some time away at Alice's House write a note saying "Please don't go, please don't go" In the without a key the butler is serving tea wearing a shirt without any sleeves (CHORUS) in the bedroom down the hall your secret sleeps why don't you stay? In the house where Alice lives (Alice's) It's a mess of souvenirs let to remind you telling the time (CHORUS) Alice's house |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
i got a brand new aeroplane
i saw it yesterday i'm coming 'round to see you so you really got to say that look we've got a metal house look we've got a game look here comes my aeroplane to take us all away while up in my plane looking for my destination everybody's looking up they're staring at the sky look here comes my aeroplane bringing us the stuff look here comes my heavy bird get a suit to wear look at all the houses they're dancing in the air while up in my plane i'm coming down if you want me up in my plane up in my plane up in my plane up in my plane aeroplane aeroplane aeroplane aeroplane |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
You have to have a party
When you're in a state like this You can really move it all You have to vote and change You have to get right out of it Like out of all this mess You'll say yeah to anything If you believe all this but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes Just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again He comes in from the left sometimes He comes in from the right It's so heavily advertised that he wants you and I It's a real cowboy set, electric company Every day is happy days It's hell without the sin, but Don't cry, don't do anything No lies, back in the government No tears, party time is here again President gas is up for president Line up, put your kisses down Say yeah, say yes again Stand up, there's a head count President gas on everything but roller skates It's sick the price of medicine Stand up, we'll put you on your feet again Open up your eyes just to check that your asleep again President gas is president gas again President gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas Oh, president gas Whoa, president gas |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - Forever Now (1985)
9-9-9
the police don't come here on easy street all the boys in their blue suits are lying in the heat you got no reaction coming down my hall you had no attraction for anyone at all all the dogs are out today running in the sun back in the litter the morning never comes you got no reaction knocking on my door you had no attraction for anyone at all the day goes at the factory i should be happy look at me it's definitely no easy street you got no reaction coming through my door you had no attraction for anyone at all i can see you in the plastic town that an actor sees i can see you stuck inside of this cage with me you'll cry like a baby you cry like a bird you cry like a lady you cry like a girl on easy street you'll cry like a baby you cry like a bird you cry like a lady you cry like a girl on easy street |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
India, India
You're my love song India you're my love song In the flowers You can have me in the flowers We will dance alone And live our useless lives India stupid on the carpet floor India stupid on the carpet floor We dance upon the carpet floor And reel around India, India, India, India, India I'm American, ha ha ha India Caroline is really great She serves the muck Upon a tray And little rich boy don't you cry You kiss me in the anodyne See the ceiling raining spit The beach is backwards isn't it India don't you cry India see the ceiling raining tears You will cry a thousand tears All the women form a line Put your face upon a line This is for the discotheque This is stupid, I object And I love you and I love you And please me, please me, please me Please me, please me, please me Please me, please me, please me India, India, India, India |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
Stupid on the steinway
So sick upon a steinway The sailors drown See them talk and see them drown And see them drink and fall around Upon the floor Sister of mine, home again Sister of mine, home again Lonely in a crowded room The radio plays out of tune So silently The radio upon the floor Is stupid it plays aznavour So out of key Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Broken on a ship of fools Even dreams must fall to rules So stupidly Words are all just useless sound Just like cards they fall around And we will be Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Buy a car and watch it rust Sister see them fall to dust They fall around In another crowded room Paint me like the shirt I'm in Honestly Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Home again Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister of mine Sister |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
You will have a dress of white
You will have a ring of gold You will have a paper snow We'll fall See the wall The wall is black We will have a heart attack We will be alone and We'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall Fall in love like sailors do Tell your lover you'll be true Sail upon the stupid sea We'll fall You will have a sheet of red Paint the trees, the trees are dead We will be alone and We'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall, we'll fall Marry me and be my wife You can have me all your life Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Are the children really home? We will lie upon the lawn Needles on the beach at Goa We will have another flower We will be a part of structure You will have a face of structure We will make ourselves a scene We will live our stupid dream I am you and you are me Tie me down I will be free Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Marry me and be my wife You can have me all your life Our love will never end Parties for our stupid friends Are the children really home? We will lie upon the lawn Needles on the beach at Goa We will have another flower We will be a part of structure You will have a face of structure We will make ourselves a scene We will live our stupid dream I am you and you are me Tie me down I will be free Our love will have no end |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
I'm in love with catholics
I'm in love with your blue cars I'm in love with the words that scream We are so stupid, we all dream I'm in love with Frank Sinatra Fly me to the moon I'm in love with fools like you I'm in love with doing the twist I'm in love with the bodies that scream They fall so far, they fall so far I'm in love with The Supremes Oh baby love I'm in love with Sophia Loren I'm in love with Bridget Bardot I'm in love with the whole dumb scene I'm so in love, you know what I mean I'm in love with Anthea and Donna All that shit that goes Uptown top ranking I'm in love with the factory I'm in love with the BBC I'm in love with your T.V. They're so in love with you and me I'm in love with a nuclear bomb it falls I'm in love with shopping city dreams I'm in love with real men They go through the Air for oxygen Love is just a car like you That turns so blue and turns so blue No blue cars will run my world No playboys will black my word I would walk a million smiles For one of your miles Bob Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop We love you, we love you, we love you We love you, we love you, we love you We love you |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
This is my shirt
This is yours And this is called a dream It must be the soap you use And mine is called So Kleen It was so well advertised All day on channel nine We live in the soap commercial We are all a lie Listen to this, listen to this Listen to this, listen to this I live in the factory And we are all the same I live in the family And all the traffic screams It was so well advertised All day on channel nine We live in the soap commercial We are all a lie Listen to this, listen to this Listen to this, listen to this Channel nine Soap commercial, soap commercial Soap commercial. |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
Another Christ is on the cross
The nails are words The nails are lies To make it crawl And make it scream And make it real And make it bleed And make it bleed And make it bleed And make it dream Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ This you who lie and scream You fall to dust You fall to dust In walls of words Your words are blind You speak and you are dumb and blind The word that is your god Is you who fall so low and fall so far Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Fly to the moon dear Sew it on a stool Tie on the carpet all the cowboys fall See the cowboys fat and reeling Dancing underneath the ceiling Leave the bar the theatre's closing Make a wall of your religion Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Mary mary Mother mother You and me and God the father Jesus is a woman too He looks like all of me and you Your money talks and All your friends Will laugh at her pathetic tits Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Imitation of Christ Imitation |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
My baby paints herself red
She paints her hair Her hair is dead She's living in the city With the bodies that scream We are all Jesus We all dream See the dancer in there reeling Paint the sky upon the ceiling Four useless gods upon a day So blinded by the filth on Sunday Saying the words for the idiots You are miracle drivel Optical sewer Listens to the flowers fall Paint the words upon the wall This is the pulse of fools like you Who sound so red and turn so blue The sound of uselessness in summer The war is over if you want See the dancer see me reeling Paint the sea upon the ceiling Pulse My baby paints herself red She paints her hair Her hair is dead She's living in the city With the bodies that scream We are all Jesus We all dream See the dancer see me reeling Paint the sky upon the ceiling That's pulse |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
play another wedding song
a wedding song goes on and on see the churches falling down this is only in your mind we're useless we're useless all their dresses stand so white all the brides are all in white play another wedding song a wedding song goes on and on we're useless we're useless walking on the paper ruins shoes and rice and one two three picking through the plastic ruins of my useless memory make a line of useless women make a line of useless men love me love me love me love again again again again we're useless we're useless completely |
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from The Psychedelic Furs - The Psychedelic Furs (1980)
see the people dead in cars
see their bodies bleed i know he's so dead and gone i think that is free his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his eyes with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light in the eastern carpet store he is made of dreams put his picture on the wall just where the mirror gleams his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his face with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light his power's all around his feet there's flowers in his heart if you take the needles out his body falls apart his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white we cut his hands with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light make a god of politics make a god of police worship it with automobiles worship it with screams his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white he cuts his feet with razorblades and out of him comes foul white light make a god of useless drivel sew it at the seams float it down the river where the sewage is the sea his body is upon the wall his teeth are sharp and white he cuts his teeth with razorblades and out of him came stupid light that's flowers |
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