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"Belladonna"

"Belladonna"


Sunrise breaks its fatal perfume
And I'm dizzy to distraction
The scented clutches of a siren's lament
Embrace the sound of enchantment

Five fathoms deep
The lovers leap
The lanterns of skin beckon us in
O, Belladonna

Nightfalls decent shrouds her intent
In a halo of sharks
And a skeleton mask
O, Belladonna

Daylight devours your unguarded hours
Burnt and charred
This bride of scars
O, Belladonna

Lost in the glare, all of us stare
The patterns of pain
Scream out your name
O, Belladonna
 
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"Blow The House Down"

"Blow The House Down"


Weaving in his basket chair
Twist you round a lock of hair
Made of straw -- the wicker man
Made of straw -- I'll blow your house down

Bishops falling from the windows
The lightening makes your hair stand on end
This dervish frenzy -- will make you run around
This dervish frenzy -- will turn your head around
Blow the house down

Stretching a rubber band
Miracles trip our feet where we stand
Shift the ground -- caterpillar man
Crumbling castles in the sand
Blow the house down

Feebly we put our heads out of our foxy lairs
We feel the chill from the night scare
Standing in the storm -- waiting for the flash to crash
Counting seconds before we turn to ash
It's getting nearer...
Blow the house down

This dervish frenzy -- will turn your head around
Standing on the stairs that want to fall down
It's getting nearer don't turn your head around
Made of straw
A lighted match
Burn the house down

Weaving in his basket chair
Twist you round a lock of hair
Made of straw -- the wicker man
Made of straw -- I'll blow your house down
Turn your head around

Pillars of salt watch as it all burns down
Down to the ground...
Blow the house down
 
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"Blue Jay Way"
(originally by The Beatles)

"Blue Jay Way"
(originally by The Beatles)



There's a fog upon L.A.
And my friends have lost their way
We'll be over soon they said
Now they've lost themselves instead.

Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep
Well it only goes to show
And I told them where to go

Ask a policeman on the street
There's so many there to meet
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep

Now it's past my bed I know
And I'd really like to go
Soon it will be the break of day
Sitting here in Blue Jay Way

Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Don't be long - don't be long - don't be long
Don't be long - don't be long - don't be long
 
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"Bring Me The Head Of The Preacher Man"

"Bring Me The Head Of The Preacher Man"


Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes
You're mine, you're mine, all mine
Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind
You're mine, you're mine, all mine

Bring me the head of the Preacher man
From the sickening daze...

Oh the rotting sun washes down
The moonshine boys
The vultures drool
They pluck the gold dust from his eyes
And pick his bones until they're clean
The book of sorrows - The American dreams
The book of sorrows - The American dreams

Bring me the head of the Preacher man
On the blazing trail...

Heaven holds lone star promise
El Dorado - the insane theatre
Once more we rise
To drain the last of liquid sleep
The gift of chance
Eating the worm
The viper drops and dances
And everything stops and dances

We tumble down these lonely days
We tumble down...
 
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"Burn-Up"

"Burn-Up"


A crumpled future in your fist
The killing streak ascends sun-kissed
And the firestarter from within
Pokes out from fever blistered grin

King Salamander -- that's his name
A desert maker -- that's his aim
The benign cremator, branding iron in his hand
Eager and willing to torch the land

All fire and brimstone
This jack-o-lantern
He likes to watch the buildings burn

His ardour smoulders -- phosphorous flies
He radiates with urgence to hypnotize
Stoke the furnace -- feed his need
This thirst for fire is all he sees
He's the blazing rubber making tracks
The blue touch paper at your back

All fire and brimstone
This salamander king
He basks whilst all around him burns

'Giddy-up, burn-up, not fade away'
These words ignite and pave his way
'Giddy-up, burn-up, stoke it up and turn it up'
He sings these words in fervid frame

All fire and brimstone
This jack-o-lantern
He likes to watch the pyres burn

Jack be nimble -- jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick
 
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"But Not Them"

"But Not Them"


She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him, oh not him

He hates the girl and she hates the girl because something weak implied
They fought to push aside them
But not her - oh not her

The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because it's all been said before
The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because you only have your mentor
To draw - you whore

Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat

She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him - oh not him

He hates the girl and she hates the girl because something weak implied
They fought to push inside them
But not her - oh not her

This girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because it's all been said before
The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because you only have your mentor
To draw from

Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat

But not them
 
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"Candyman"

"Candyman"


Sickly sweet, his poison seeks
For the young ones who don't understand
The danger in his hands
With a jaundiced wink, see his cunning slink
Oh, trust in me, my pretty one
Come walk with me, my helpless one

Candyman

Syrup lies upon your tongue
Gelatin saliva spills
A flash of a guillotine a smile

Candyman -- oh Candyman

No pity for him, their misery screams
Unspeakable things

A cool missile, yes it's in his smile
With open arms to welcome you
Beware the masked pretender
He always lies, this candyman
Those lips conspire in treachery
To strike in cloak and dagger, see!

Candyman -- oh Candyman

And all the children, he warns "Don't tell,"
Those threats are sold
With their guilt and shame they think they're to blame
For Candyman -- oh Candyman
 
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"Cannons"

"Cannons"


Troubled weather's on its way
Tempests threaten us today
There's no respite, from long dark nights
Just the fantasy of spring
From the hailstones of summer
To a scorching winter land
A frozen death sleep, then this heat
Beats down on this bucked land

Flames lick closer to the core
From city limits fireball
And in a headless chicken run
Race red and screaming fire engines
The the cannons came

'Neath the brooding sky
Beneath its baleful eye
The cannon shot, the cannon crack
Disturbing night dreams

People fled in droves
To the lakes and to the shores
Left behind a near ghost town
Save the life of the cannons resounding
Still there was no rain

Once more in the line of fire
Hovers the preying sky
The cannons aim jabs at the eye
Heralding the rain...
 
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"Carcass"

"Carcass"


Someone's in cold storage
Seeking heinz main-courses
Craving for a raw love
He'll hide you from the cleaver
He'll hang with you forever
Longing for a fresh meat

By hook or by crook
You'll be 1st in his book
For an impaled affair
By hook or by crook
You'll be last in his book
Of flesh oh so rare

Be a carcass -- be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love
Be a carcass -- be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love

Someone's left in cold storage
Thawed in heinz main-courses
Carving for a new tin
He got you with the cleaver
He hung you up forever
Anticipating new skin

Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
58th variety
Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
Mother had her son for tea

Be a carcass -- be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love
Be a carcass -- be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love

In love with the stumps
In love with the bleeding
In love with the pain
That you now feel
As you became a carcass
We became a carcass

Carcass
Get in your troubles
but don't whine you swine

Carcass
You became a carcass
 
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"Carousel"

"Carousel"


You clamber up
And look behind
Their watchful eyes
The helping hands
A hen that's fierce
And painted blue
With red eyes
Wants to swallow you

A dragon dives and soars on tracks
The hands that strap you to its back
You turn around and look behind
Their smiling eyes
Won't help you down

Their tiny hands
Their tiny feet
Such little hearts
To miss a beat

Grotesque dwarves in mirrored rooms
Pulled and taut -- a thousand yous
Staring back through stinging tears
Remembering those funhouse thrills

The paintbox tunes and wild balloons
Their watchful eyes -- you start to swoon
Oh painted vile in lurid hue
The snarling horse that waits for you

Its motor whirrs and colours curl
Inside your head the monsters whirl
Its motor whirrs and colours curl
Inside your head the monsters whirl

In sucked out
Time stood still
Roundabout back
Carousel
Time stood still
And you remember it well
Carousel
 
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