Sunday, 23 February 2014
STAY YOUNG IN WORD FORM....
AMERICAN DREAMS
Tell me do you mean a single thing you say,
or are you just leaking words?
Giving it a name 'cos everybody says,
"its the time for growing up"
I love you! I don't care! I'm excited! I despair!
Say, is this the dream America?
We can share our fears! You've got issues? Are those tears?
Say, is this the dream America?
Tell me things to make me feel better,
tell me I'm alright,
I love you, you make me feel better,
and get me through the night.
Watching from the front as a generation falls,
we're just looking up from bended knees.
I would rather die as a failure but a trier,
than be just another casualty.
I love you! I don't care! I'm excited! I despair!
Say, is this the dream America?
We can share our fears! You've got issues? Are those tears?
Say, is this the dream America?
Tell me things to make me feel better,
tell me I'm alright,
I love you, you make me feel better,
and get me through the night.
TOYS
She's in control, she unique,
the tattoo on her wrist told me.
She always cries, before she sleeps,
the supermarket wine cuts deep.
I want more than keeping score,
I want hopes and dreams,
I want more than keeping score,
give yourself to me.
He's got his toys, his games of war,
he turns it on and locks the door.
He used to dream of easy girls,
now he doesn't dream at all.
I want more than keeping score,
I want hopes and dreams,
I want more than keeping score,
give yourself to me.
You are the one,
you are the one.
He tells me that he loves me, but sometimes that isn't enough,
I just want to be desired.
KILLING TIME
The tragedy of our lives, is that we don't get to spend enough time,
doing those things that remind us all that we're human.
I'm staying out late at night, and getting up early just to make things right,
I didn't lie when I said that this would be forever.
I don't call, but neither do you,
we're killing time, but what else are we going to do
Another life, that I forgot,
I split my head so I can spill my thoughts,
I twitch in my dreams from the memory of something better.
I'm giving up all I've got,
your kisses fail when you smile so hard,
I want to be the one to make you whole to make you happy.
I don't call, but neither do you,
we're killing time, but what else are we going to do.
WAVES
Hold me down, teach me to beg,
show me the joys of suspense.
You are the curse on my waves,
drown me to get me home safe,
you're everything I wanted and your everything I need,
suddenly forever is so clear to me.
Face me down, prove me wrong
I was never in control of this, you were never in control of this.
I breath in as you breath out,
the one life support I have found.
you're everything I wanted and your everything I need,
suddenly forever is so clear to me.
Face me down, prove me wrong
I was never in control of this, you were never in control of this.
PIGEON CHEST
You're telling me I'm beautiful when you can see my bones,
you're telling me I'm everything you could every want.
Meet me down by the death walk bridge where romance goes to die
and tell me that I'll always be the apple of your eye.
Ten white horses circling my head,
I'm dizzy but it all makes sense.
Kiss me on my pigeon chest,
and say you'll love me until the end.
Every day I'm waking up to curse the march of time,
'cos nobody wants to celebrate the aging of a child.
I will be down by the death walk bridge where romance goes to die,
where I can stay young until the end of time.
Ten white horses circling my head,
I'm dizzy but it all makes sense.
Kiss me on my pigeon chest,
and say you'll love me until the end.
DREAMERS
With everybody talking all the time, no one's listening,
so we get mixed up.
Just give yourself a second, to catch your breath,
you've been going red,
almost every day.
We've got to find a reason to chase our tails,
so we never see
what's in front of us.
After hours of regret I realise I'm not bothered,
there's always tomorrow, when I'll pay back everything I've borrowed.
Find the best religion to fit your life,
find yourself a way
to forget everything.
With all the new suspicions justified,
just go back to work,
just get back to work.
After hours of regret I realise I'm not bothered,
there's always tomorrow, when I'll pay back everything I've borrowed.
I'm dead if I don't ask,
this comes as no surprise.
Westminster Ghost Story
Westminster drowns under the blood of thieves,
the falling masks of liars and cowards fill the streets.
Im looking for a fight, Im looking for a cause,
all my friends and enemies are blurring into one.
Im dreams its the 30's, Im dreaming Im in Spain,
facing death with my head high,
two bullets in my brain.
I've never felt so far from home,
so happy being alone.
Just fire up the blade on the guillotine,
we'll see what heads will roll,
there's strangers on the throne.
Ten working hours, seven days a week,
putting it on the credit card, just so I can eat.
When you've no arrows left for the bow,
run for the target and take it by force.
Ive got no faith in the name by the box,
when all you see is dicks all you're gonna get is fucked.
We're the broken limb the nation must forget,
going to cut us off so the other half can live.
BELL STREET
I will sit and count the bars on my window
and start a faith from the hole that's in my wall.
I've been treading water like a champion,
I hear my neighbours but I don't know their names...
I'm running on empty,
I'm running on nothing at all,
running on empty,
I'm giving up....
I slept for twelve hours today
tomorrow I wont sleep,
I dream by day and choke myself at night.
The man in black says he's taking me down to Bell Street,
'cos I've been acting funny in the town...
I'm running on empty,
I'm running on nothing at all,
running on empty,
I'm giving up....
I'll stagger through this town,
a saviour is all I want.
Bad poets will turn into clowns,
what's freedom when there's no one around....
FUTURE LIONHEART
Living each night for the morning after, in the rush to be tagged and be seen with the best of boys. Propped up like a wounded soldier between two grinning pillars, on the way back from a jager bombed, fish bowl front line.
I liked you better when you punched my face, I liked you better when you were all fingers and thighs and the worst kind of dirty talk, rushing towards another sexual misadventure,
LOOK WITH YOUR EYES AND NOT YOUR HANDS!
Keep them drunk and keep them dumb,
an old solution for the young,
its hard to fight with your hands by your side.
Does this city ever sleep, the walking dead can have no sleep,
just marching single file towards the grave.
We're the generation with nothing to die for.
We're the generation with nothing to die for.
Keep one picture locked away, a portrait of a devils face,
Dorian would blush if he saw it.
Welcome to the hangover, the smell of sulphur fills the air,
we're marching single file towards the grave.
We're the generation with nothing to die for.
We're the generation with nothing to die for.
Angles sounding out their horns will fly into the thunder storm,
if this is not a judgement I'll be damned.
GOODNIGHT STALLION
I had it all then it disappeared, now Im just watching the clock.
I was the stallion of yester-year, now I just long to be touched.
Days get so vague, as everything blurs into one,
I've felt no pain, since I got left out of love.
So I float, out of myself.
I will float so high you'll never get my feet on the ground,
I will burn so bright Im going to leave my body behind.
I was the rock of the family home, strong and unquestionable,
now Im just part of the furniture, I'm in the house not the home.
Days get so vague, as everything blurs into one,
I've felt no pain, since I got left out of love.
So I float, out of myself.
I will float so high you'll never get my feet on the ground,
I will burn so bright Im going to leave my body behind.
We were the Horsemen, and we'll ride again,
we were the Horsemen, we'll ride until the road ends.
FADES
I'm counting in years where it used to be months,
gin fuelled dreams and affairs of the heart,
losing my site to impossible books,
long dead Russians and suicide stars.
Another night is lost, to the underground,
I'm not like I was, I'm much better now
I don't know, if I'm moving forward,
or is this just circles in the dark.
Sometimes it feels like I'm talking too much,
but these lips aren't moving at all.
Trying to keep these emotions in check,
140 characters or less.
I don't know, if I'm moving forward,
or is this just circles in the dark.
I can't stop fading away, I sold my soul today,
now cut cut cut me in half,
and choose which side to have.
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