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"Hotel Hobbies"

"Hotel Hobbies"


Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors
Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar
Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror
The short straw took its bow
The tell tale tocking of the last cigarette
Marking time in the packet as the whisky sweat
Lies like discarded armour on an unmade bed
And a familiar craving is crawling in his head

And the only sign of life is the ticking of the pen
Introducing characters to memories like old friends
Frantic as a cardiograph scratching out the lines
A fever of confession a catalogue of crime in happy hour

Do you cry in happy hour, do you hide in happy hour
The pilgrimage to happy hour

New shadows tugging at the corner of his eye
Jostling for attention as the sunlight flares
Through a curtains tear, shuffling its beams
As if in nervous anticipation of another day
 
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"House"

"House"


This house aches
I whistle it's tune
After so much noise
Freedom is silence
Half the house is missing
Taken half of me with it
I had imagined this
Hurting in a different way
Hurting in a different way

I still have the hi-fi
Quiet at all volumes
As my dull thoughts
Echo viscous and slow like the tolling of some great bell under water

When she cries she cuts me
And when she smiles I wanna die
Afraid of knowing myself
Our eyes stare out while we hide inside

Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it

The open windows
Let in the spring air today
And the birds sing their thankfully happy, brainless song
But the silence here finds a way to stay
Some kind of explosion
God, if you hear me
Throw me a line or strike me down
Do you refuse even to accuse
C'mon, do your worst
But lift this curse

Built this house on solid ground
But now it's crumbling tumbling down
Will nobody here even cry out for help?
As it slowly collapses into itself

Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it

Hanging on to this pain
It's no good
It's no good

But we try again

We try again
 
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"How Can It Hurt"

"How Can It Hurt"


Maybe you're just too upset inside
To give it to me straight
Maybe you've become too angry and too close to crying
To say anything I can understand
Or maybe you're just coming in over my head
Maybe you're just too upset inside
Too upset inside
How can it hurt if I don't understand
How can it hurt if I don't understand

You're never gonna square with me I know
So what is there to say?
There's a million words that we could share tonight
Why do you walk away?
And I could write you off and it's over with
Like a damaged car I can't afford to fix
But everything inside me wants to heal your pain
You won't explain, you won't explain.

How can it hurt if I don't understand
How can it hurt if I don't understand
How can I help if I don't understand.

How can it hurt, how can it hurt
Well I don't understand
 
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"I Will Walk On Water"

"I Will Walk On Water"


Something is coming out of the rain, magic
It's happening again, like the last time
I don't know how it happens, but I know what to do
Coming up from the ground, I think it's you
I will walk on the water

You sent me the red sun and the purple sky
Cirrus clouds and grins
Atoms of roses
The power to do anything
In the chaos of colours
And the fluttering of wings
You carry me up
And I'm free again

Don't let anyone tell you
This is impossible
What we have here is bigger than fear

I will walk on water

Don't let anyone tell you
This is impossible
Hold on to me
Believe what you see

I will walk on water
 
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"Icon"

"Icon"


Even if the good old days were good
Even if the old days were golden days
Even if the good old days were good
The past is a terrible place
The past is a terrible place to live
Misguided missiles
Skin creams and cars
Loaded with dreams
Loaded with dreams

Computer games
Pretty faces
Loaded with life
Loaded with live ammunition

Even if the good old days were good
The past is a terrible place
The past is a terrible place to live

Saving up for Linda
Saving up for Pam
Saving up for Naomi
Icon therefore I am
Saving up for Mary
Saving up for Jane
A thousand pieces all over the room
Let's do it all again
Icon therefore I am

Loaded with dreams
Loaded with life
I'm loaded with live ammunition
Loaded with dreams
Loaded with stories
Loaded with life

I only wish I knew you
How hard it is for me to spare
This kind of thing for you
If you sense a smokescreen here
A trick of dry ice
A trick of the dry eyes
 
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"If My Heart Were A Ball"

"If My Heart Were A Ball"


Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever dream of falling
If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

We are alone in the world
We must do what we feel we should
We are told what is right
Need hurts within us
We can see sense
We can feel what feels right
And so often
All these things are not at all the same
They're not at all the same

If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill
If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

Did you ever dream of running
And find you couldn't move
Did you ever dream of running
Running scared
Ankle deep in glue
With the monster after you
And it's catching up
Monsters catching up
And it's catchin' up and you're going nowhere
And you're slowin' up And you can't wake up
And it's catchin' up
And you're going nowhere wake up wake up
You're falling..

If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

Did you ever see a shadow
Cast against your bedroom wall
Crooked shadow in the lamplight
Ten feet tall
Did you ever dream of falling
And find you couldn't move
Did you give up and discover
That you haven't given up
Did you ever dream of falling
Did you ever fall in love

Hard ball dream love now roll
Fall clown stain truth space time
Race give black white all one
Church state god fast as I could cry
Laugh hide feel no clouds will
To win sweet seed you me
Hard ball dream love now roll
Fall clown stain truth space time
Never do that, never do that
Will to win, will to win, never do that
Give black white all one wild
Church state now roll
Fall clown stain truth space time
Race fruit
GIVE
Never do that
If my heart were a ball it would roll uphill
All one insane wild sweet heart
Wild rose

Did you ever fall in love?..
 
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"If My Heart Were A Ball It Would Roll Uphill"

"If My Heart Were A Ball It Would Roll Uphill"


Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever fall in love
Did you ever dream of falling
If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

We are alone in the world
We must do what we feel we should
We are told what is right
Need hurts within us
We can see sense
We can feel what feels right
And so often
All these things are not at all the same
They're not at all the same

If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill
If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

Did you ever dream of running
And find you couldn't move
Did you ever dream of running
Running scared
Ankle deep in glue
With the monster after you
And it's catching up
Monsters catching up
And it's catchin' up and you're going nowhere
And you're slowin' up And you can't wake up
And it's catchin' up
and you're going nowhere wake up wake up
You're falling..

If my heart were a ball
It would roll uphill

Did you ever see a shadow
Cast against your bedroom wall
Crooked shadow in the lamplight
Ten feet tall
Did you ever dream of falling
And find you couldn't move
Did you give up.
And discover that you haven't given up
Did you ever dream of falling
Did you ever fall in love

hard ball dream love now roll
fall clown stain truth space time
race give black white all one
church state god fast as I could cry
laugh hide feel no clouds will
to win sweet seed you me
hard ball dream love now roll
fall clown stain truth space time
never do that, never do that
will to win, will to win, never do that
give black white all one wild
church state now roll
fall clown stain truth space time
race fruit
GIVE
never do that
If my heart were a ball it would roll uphill
All one insane wild sweet heart
Wild rose

Did you ever fall in love?..
 
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"Incommunicado"

"Incommunicado"


I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name
But I got problems of the memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game
I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin' incommunicado
And I don't give a damn for the Fleet Street aficionados
But I don't want to be the back-page interview
I don't want launderette anonymity
I want my hand prints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard
A dummy in Tussauds you'll see

Incommunicado, incommunicado

I'm a Marquee veteran, a multimedia bonafide celebrity
I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility
I'm a rootin'-tootin' cowboy, the Peter Pan, the street credibility
Always taking the point with the dawn patrol fraternity

Sometimes it seems like I've been here before
When I hear opportunity kicking in my door
Call it synchronicity call it deja vu
I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose

But I don't want to be a tin can tied
To the bumper of a wedding limousine
Or currently residing in the where are they now file
A toupee on the cabaret scene
I want to do adverts for American Express cards
Talk shows on prime time TV
A villa in France, my own cocktail bar
And that's where you're gonna find me

Incommunicado, incommunicado

Sometimes it seems like I've been here before
When I hear opportunity kicking in my door
Call it synchronicity call it deja vu
I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose

Incommunicado, incommunicado
It's the only way
 
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"Incubus"

"Incubus"


When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion forewarned
My audience leaves the stage, floating ahead perfumed shift
Within the stammering silence, the face that launched a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career
You played this scene before, you played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction

The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images
In which you will always be the star, always be the star, untouchable
Unapproachable, constant in the darkness
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction
With no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame
On the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks

I've played this scene before, I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye, I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction

You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will, you who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask

But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of film reels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun
It's just begun

Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes, searing the shadows
Flooding the wings, to pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt

You've played this scene before
 
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"Interior Lulu"

"Interior Lulu"


As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bear
And your C.S. Lewis books
Bad seed
You're a bad seed
You're a decadent in chrysalis
Waiting sleepily to emerge
When you'll visit every seedy need
Of your random obsessive urge

All the ruses that you use
All the food that you refuse
All the dust and tired air that feeds Interior Lulus
All the poisoned attitudes
And the lust for the unknown
And the second best that devils use
To make this world their own
Interior Lulu
Interior Lulu

Every rainy day by e-mail
As you lie there on your bed
Another virtual page arrives
There will be times when you remember me
Of the chapters you'll be writing
As the voices echo in your head
In the book called wasted lives
As you read Henry and Anais

All the lost weekends and booze
All the finger-and-thumb screws
All the sleepless worn out blues that bruise Interior Lulus
Interior Lulu
Interior Lulu

Use the anger
Paint a picture of it
Throw the colours
Use the pain, use the pain

Scream back a brand new emotion
As it runs across the skin
Fire across paper
Burn and curl, burn and curl

You thought you couldn't feel like this
But it's happening again and you're waking up in pain
Tattooed in that private place
Microsoft and tears
Intimately pierced

Discovering and remembering
You felt like this somewhere before
Stirrin' up the bed of the river
Somewhere you don't like to go

You wrote this down so many times
But you get up anyway and you write it down again
You've bored us all to death with this
Well who you gonna tell
When you've nothing left to sell

She says she's lonely
She says she knows me
But she's a one-way street

She told me what I already know

"If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can buy it, it can be bought
If you can buy it, it can be stolen
If you can break it
It's already broken"

Lately, I can stand to hear other people talking
So many empty conversations
What a waste of lips

Lately I can stand to stand on Primrose Hill
Look down upon the city
A heart pumping the roads

In our racing stripes
We rejoice at being "connected"
Without touching
Thank god for the internet

We stare at our screens
All our lives
What a waste of eyes
'Till the electrical storm blows our fuses
And we gaze, dumbfounded, at the rain

All the trust and tired care
Left to rust and go nowhere
All this gold beneath my skin
Sparklin' like sin somewhere within
In so deep
In so deep that
I can't sleep for these interior Lu lu lu lu lus
 
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