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Grendel |
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Midnight sun bids moors farewell, retreats
from charging dusk
Mountains echo curfew's bell, signal ending
tasks
They place their faith in oaken doors, cower
in candlelight
The panic seeps through bloodstained floors
as Grendel stalks the night
Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare
the funeral pyres
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear
within their eyes,
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes, their
eyes
Wooden figures, pagan gods stare blindly
cross the sea
Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviors
born of dreams
They know their lives are forfeit now,
priestly heads they bow in shame
They cannot face the trembling crowd that
flinch in Grendel's name
Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare
the funeral pyres
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear
within their eyes,
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes, their
eyes
As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the
stagnant air
Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's
hall so fair
He knows that victory is secured, his charm
will testify
His claws will drip with mortal blood as
moonbeams haunt the sky
As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the
stagnant air
Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's
house so fair
He knows that victory is secured, his charm
will testify
His claws will drip with mortal blood as
moonbeams haunt the sky
Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare
the funeral pyres
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear
within their eyes,
Within their eyes, within their eyes, within
their eyes
Silken membranes, span his path,
fingerprints in dew
Denizens of twilight lands, humbly beg him
through
Mother Nature's bastard child, shunned by
leaf and stream
An alien in an alien land seeks solace
within dreams
The shaper's lies, his poison tongue
maligned with mocking harp
Beguiling queen, her innocence offends his
icy heart
Hounds freeze in silence, bewitched by the
reptile's spell
Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy
dell
Hero awaits him like lamb to the butcher's
knife
Stellular heavens ignore even children's
cries
Screams are his music, lightning his guide
Raping the darkness, d- d- d- d- death by
his side
Chants rise in terror, pray round the oaken
beam
Flickering firelight portraying the grisly
scene
Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare
foe
Futile the sacrifices even the hearts must
know
Heroes' delusions with feet in the grave
Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for
the brave, he cares not for the brave
So you thought that your bolts and your
locks would keep me out
You should have known better after all this
time
You're gonna pay in blood for all your
viscious slander
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid
blue eyes
Why should I feel pity when you kill your
own and feel no shame?
God's on my side, sure as hell I'm gonna
take no blame,
I'm gonna take no blame, I'm going to take
no blame
So you say you believe in all of Mother
Nature's laws
You lust for gold with your sharpened knives
Ooh, when your hordes are gathered and your
enemies left to rot
You pray with your bloodstained hands at the
feet of your pagan gods
And you try to place the killer's blade in
my hands
You call for justice, distort the truth
Well I've had enough of all your pretty,
pretty speeches
Recieve your punishment expose your throats
to my righteous claws and let
the blood flow,
let the blood flow, let the blood flow, let
the blood flow, flow,
flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow,
let the blood flow,
let the blood flow, let the blood flow, let
the blood flow,
let the blood flow, flow, let the blood
flow, let the blood flow,
let the blood flow, let the blood flow,
flow, flow, let the blood
flow, let the blood, let the blood, let the
blood, let the blood,
let the blood, let the blood, let the blood,
let the blood,
blood flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow,
flow, flow, flow |
| Charting The
Single |
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Slow French kissing with the Dauphin's
daughter
If I fall in love now I'll be floating in
Seine
Plastered in Paris I've had an Eiffel
Gonna make my escape on the midnite train -
Choo, choo too you
Schnapping my fingers on an alcoholiday
Sniff round a Fraulein when I'm scent to
Cologne
All night hotel Liebling make your mark
Let sugar daddy melt in his home sweet home
Home is where the heart lies, but if the
heart lies
Where is home, is where the heart lies, but
where is home?
Get a pizza the action when I Romeo again
Chianti see you're with me, so just let him
wine
Juliet on the balcony, it's pasta seranade
Wedding rings, I know then Venice time,
Venice time to Chart the Single
The chicks are getting cheaper on the not so
common market
Stockpile experience before the blonde hairs
turn to grey
I like to train, express myself in the
universal language
Ego on my face in the nicest possible way
I got no clause in my contract, got no
shares in my name
I'm just charting the single in a bachelor's
game
Charting the Single, Charting the Single
It's a solo performance on a one way street
You'll never have the chance again and never
again we'll meet
Charting the Single, Charting the Single
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| Market Square
Heroes |
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I found smog at the end of my rainbow
I found my thoughts shift slowly into phase
Declared the constitution of the walkways
I realised it's time to plan the day, the
day, the day, the day, the day, the day, the
day
I'm a Market Square hero gathering the
storms to troop
Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the
beat of the street pulse
Are you following me, are you following me?
Well suffer my pretty warriors and follow me
I got a golden handshake that nearly broke
my arm
I left the ranks of shuffling graveyard
people
I got rust upon my hands from the padlocked
factory gates
Silent chimneys provide our silent steeples
Cause I'm a Market Square hero gathering the
storms to troop
Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the
beat of the street pulse, street
pulse
Are you following me, are you following me?
Well suffer my pretty children and follow
me, follow me
I am your antichrist (are you following me?)
Show me allegiance (are you following me?)
I am your antichrist (are you following me?)
Pledge to me defiance (are you following
me?)
Suffer my pretty warriors (are you following
me?)
Suffer my fallen child (are you following
me?)
The time has come to conquer and I'll
provide your end
We march
I give peace signs when I wage war in the
disco
I'm the warrior in the ultra violet haze
Armed with antisocial insecurity
I plan the path of destiny from this maze.
Cause I'm a Market Square hero gathering the
storms to troop
Cause I'm a Market Square hero speeding the
beat of the street pulse, street
pulse
Are you following me, are you following me?
Well suffer my fallen angels and follow me
I'm the Market Square hero, I'm the Market
Square hero
We are Market Square heroes, to be Market
Square heroes |
| Three Boats Down
From The Candy |
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Three boats down from the Candy
Vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach
Three boats down from the Candy
Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep
Three boats down from the Candy
Carnal dancers let their senses preach
It's a social disease, it's the new moral
cancer
Don't think while in need, they'll give you
the answer
You ask for my love on the strength of a
kiss
But can't you just play for experience
I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I don't need
your chains
Romance lies in ruin, let debauchery reign,
let it rain
Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the
sweat from your thighs
Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my
laughter drowns your cries
You're a memory trapped in polaroid, a
puppet drowned in celluloid
So drink the wine, confess your sin, just
flotsam in a silent void
Three boats down from the Candy - I remember
you
Three boats down from the Candy - much too
much to lose
Three boats down from the Candy - oh, those
words were never true
Three boats down from the Candy - I remember
you |
| Cinrella
Search |
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On the rebound, fumbling all the lines
The light at the end of the bottle
Alcoholic alphabet, through the looking
glass
The proof in my own reflection, reflection
Five senses down and reeling on the
Cinderella search
Cinderella search, search
On the rebound, fumbling all the lines
Decay on the vertical hold
With a horizontal in conversation needs
translation
Three dimensions down dissolving on the
Cinderella search
Cinderella search
On the rebound, writing all the lines
Dreaming bartender's bourbon and the
saxaphone
Out of luck, out of charm I forgive
rejections
In cigarette city only courting the holding
of direction
On the Cinderella search, Cinderella search
But the samaritan of the heartbroken,
heartbroken
Swam through the nicotine seas and we
exchanged the kiss of life
Resurrection in a trance, the mortal, the
grail
In a marquee of promises I touch the dream,
I hold the dream
I have the dream to end the Cinderella
search, Cinderella search
Oh no more, no more
Exposing the bedside manners on a work
extension
Awaiting development with paranoid polaroid
eyes, polaroid eyes
The footman memorized the number but the
prince still holds
Both the slippers and would you leave a
palace
For a bedsit in Canterbury Tales, Canterbury
Tales
Maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of
the chase
Maybe you were always beyond my reach and my
heart was playing safe
But was that love in your eye I saw or the
reflection of mine?
I'll never really know for sure, you never
really gave me time
Gave me time, won't you give me the time?
Welcome back to the circus
Welcome back to the circus
Welcome back to the circus
I always use the cue sheets but never the
nets
Always the cue sheets but nevertheless,
nevertheless, nevertheless,
nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless,
nevertheless, nevertheless,
Welcome back to the circus! |
| Lady
Nina |
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You pick out your credit cards and check
into the night
A dozen tequilas and you're feeling alright
So you swim to the disco, out of your depth,
cheated gigolo
Your lucky charms are tarnished so you leave
alone
But there's one place left to go before the
taxi home
After all, you made your marks
One night you'll play Elizabeth Taylor
The next night you're Marilyn Monroe
Forever kissing frogs that think they're
princes
Oh Lady Nina, where'd all the romance go?
Your little sister babysits, your husband
picks you up at six
The makeup hides the bruises and the tears
so they never show
'cause your beauty is the only thing you've
ever owned
It's the only way you've ever known to make
your marks
You made your marks, you made your marks
We believe it's for real
Lady Nina, I'd love to take you home with me
But I love my wife and I love my family
I've got a good job, responsibilities
And I need to keep respect from society
I know you'll never act with me, I know that
you're in love with me
So how do I compare to the sailors of the
ships of the night?
Was I all right, did you come tonight, Lady
Nina?
You made your marks, you made your marks
Ebony flowers pinned to a velvet cushion in
a red light
And Edith Piaf sings a lullaby for the night
Just made your marks, just made your marks
Just made your marks, just made your marks
You made your marks
Ebony flowers pinned to a velvet cushion in
a red light
And Edith Piaf sings a lullaby for the night
Just made your marks, just made your marks
You made your marks, and you made your marks
Just made your marks, and you made your
marks
Just made your marks
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| Freaks |
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Have you ever met a lady, screaming angst
potential?
Have you ever dreamed of romance, no matter
how experimental?
Have you ever felt an alien drifting back
into your hometown?
Did you think you were buying safety when
you bought that piece of ground?
She said all the best freaks are here
She said all the best freaks are here,
please stop staring at me
So I said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me
Have you ever woke up, sweating in the
middle of the night?
You search the darkness and you're
scrambling for the light
Have you ever walked down the street, heard
bootsteps following you?
Don't worry my son, you've got the spook
squad looking after you
He said all the best freaks are here
He said all the best freaks are here, please
stop staring at me
So I said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me
Stop staring at me
Airport terminal, patiently waiting on the
last call
You feel the eyes burn the back of your head
Sign the autograph, get out of the picture,
gonna have the last laugh
Feel the whispers as you head for the plane
Stop staring at me
Love and linen sheets seem so very far away
You save your pennies and you buy another
day
But after all it's only hide and seek, just
another game
There's so much fun to be had when you're
living with a name
All the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me
All the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me
Oh, stop staring at me, oh, stop staring at
me
They said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me
All the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop
staring at me |
| Tux
On |
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Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on
He resides down at the bingo on a lucky
friday night
The match was rained off saturday but the
panel came in right
On sunday your mates were toasting you with
champagne down the pub
And on monday you went to London to pick the
cheque up with your mum
You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on
The first time you had a tux on, lucky man
There's a photo on the mantlepiece, when you
bought your first guitar
And your girlfriend came to see you when you
were the rising star
You knew your luck was holding when you
filled the local hall
The first time and the last time that you
thought you had control
You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux
on
You got a tux on, tux on
Now you're touring stadiums, you've let it
go too far
Standing with your manager, your back to
every bar
Blowing on your credit cards, chopping out
the pain
Crowding into toilets with a host of your
new-found friends
You got a tux on, nothing's changed, you got
a tux on
Lucky man with a tux on, you're still the
same with a tux on
It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed
it wouldn't rain
The brother pulled his cuffs down to hide
the blue-black vein
His razor'd more than lines end, they found
him just too late
The final performance, the main man lies in
state
With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on
The last time with a tux on, take him away
with a tux on
Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed
magazine
Someone finds a photograph that triggers off
a dream
The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable
life
He's always known his luck's in but now he's
found the drive
He's got a tux on, look at him now with a
tux on
He's gonna get one with a tux on, free
admission with a tux on
Get it anyway with a tux on, he's got a tux
on
The easy way with a tux on, tux on, tux on,
tux on |
| Margaret |
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O' you go the high road an' I'll take the low road,
an' I'll be in Scotland before ye
for me and my true love we'll never walk again
on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
You'll take the acid an' I'll take the dope
an' I'll be stoned before ye
for me an' my true love, the drink waters' well (the drug squad
as well?)
on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
Step we gaily on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm [an' row an' row
All for Mhairi's wedding]
I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll take the low road
On the lead guitar, from Yorkshire,
Mr. Steven Rothery!
I said you, you, you, you take the high road
I said I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll take the low road
On the bass guitar, the backing vocal, from Aylesbury,
Mr. Peter Trewavas!
I said you, you, you, you'll take the high road
I said I'll, I'll, I'll, I'll take the low road
On the keyboads, from Dublin,
Mr. Mark Kelly!
I said you, you--, you'll take the high road
I said I'll, I'll--, I'll take the low road
On drums, percussion,
Mr. Michael - E.T. - Pointer
And a very big round of applause for yourself,
our audience tonight. It takes two!
On vocals, and percussion,
Fish!
A dream fulfilled!
Sweet Ma- Ma- Ma- Ma- Margaret (4x)
I said you take the high road
[an' I'll take the low road,
an' I'll be in Scotland afore you
for me and my true love we'll never meet again
on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond]
Sweet Ma- Ma- Ma- Ma- Margaret (4x)
The balcony!
Sweet Ma- Ma-
Say yer Scottish
I said you'll take the high...
Banks of Loch Lomond!
Banks of Loch Lomond!
Sweet Margaret
Sweet Margaret
Sweet Ma- Ma- Ma- Ma- Margaret!
Thank you Edinburgh, goodnight,
we shall definately return!
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