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"The Awful Ache"

"The Awful Ache"



Esmerelda falls in love every Saturday
And on Sunday morning don't remember a thing
And the gringos are all saints of the latter day, that's the way
And it takes a little pain out of the sting

Holy water tastes as sweet as wine
Holy wine tastes just like blood
She's drinking for loss, for the man on the cross
She says no more, the awful ache

And in her bedroom there's a mirror there
Sometimes it don't reflect a thing
And from the street he sees her silhouette
And he can't forget

That her kisses are as sweet as wine
And her kisses taste like myrrh
Her love is lost, like the man on the cross
And no more, the awful ache

Esmerelda walks on down to the cemet'ry
And he's waiting for her in the shade
With the angels and the sad old trees, patiently
But she walks right past his grave

She's crying for loss, for the man on the cross
She says no more, the awful ache
She's crying for loss, and the man on the cross
She says no more, the awful ache
 
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"The Coffee Song"

"The Coffee Song"



I hear you coming baby
As the caffeine hits its stride
(And we're wowed) at how easy it all is
(And we're wowed)
(And we're wowed) at the deep, deep walls, so deep inside

I hear you talking baby
Both of us with clearer head
(And we cry) at how easy it all is
(And we cry)
(And we cry) at the deep, deep walls, so deep inside

Oh why don't you fall in my lap
Oh why don't you drip
Oh why don't you fall in my lap
Oh why don't you drip

...at how easy it all is
 
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"The Dead Man's Dream"

"The Dead Man's Dream"



Once I had a name, forgotten now
I breathed the air in a century of wonder
I can hear it now in the darkness of the earth
Gorgeous machines, the sound they made like thunder
Great gardens drip honey-jewels and bright birds
The pageants pass down avenues of splendor
Ah, long afternoons by enchanted lakes
Upon elephants, so well I do remember

Lords and priests and talking beasts
Golden calves and telepaths
Crystal skulls and screaming gulls
Women glowed tattooed with woad
Colored mists and amethysts
Men were strong and days were long
Dragons glide on mountainside
Mandrake root and angel fruit
Sighing winds on silver skin
Creation transubstantiation
Unicorns, electric storms
Tunes and runes, we laughed till noon
Sweet release, eternal peace
 
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"The Disillusionist"

"The Disillusionist"



In autumn he comes to this town
When the people's guard is down
On a day like today
Overcast and gray
Bells were all ringing
The birds stopped their singing
The wind caught in the trees
Screaming to be free

He alights from the platform
In his usual uniform
His skin looks like he slept in it
Or had something rotten kept in it
And snakes stir in the thistles
Back of cats neck bristles
'Round vicious lips the fur is stained
The disillusionist is back again

They say that he's famous from the waist down
But the top half of his body is a corpse
His gold won't buy him sleep
His poverty runs so deep
In winter he cracks, in summer he warps

Hang around the backstage door
But he knows what you're waiting for
You rub yourself against his fame
Already ready to bear the blame
He asks you "Did you like my show?"
As if he really wants to know
Then doesn't wait for your reply
He just pulls you back inside

You've started feeling dizzy
It isn't you or is he
Persuade you mentally
Undresses you incidentally
Down the swaying corridor
People you feel sorry for
But when he puts the gaze on you
You're amazed at what you'll let him do

He can turn wine into water
Mother against daughter
Juggles busy deadlines
Gets himself off headlines
Surrounded by his minions
Who never have opinions
Performing little tricks for you
Puts it in a fix for you

Smashes your watch with a hammer
Caresses you with camera
And says the magic words
That nobody's ever heard
Now the slur is fading
Reality all-pervading
It only makes you want him more
It only makes you fawn him more

And he does the Indian rope trick
The one that makes you seasick
And he keeps on filling up your cup
But you keep on filling up
And some of it's done with mirrors
And some of it's done with scissors
And some of it's done with cables
And his hands under the table

It doesn't matter you want to believe
It doesn't matter if you have to leave
You won't escape his orbit
And the things that you must forfeit
And the audience seems familiar
Some of them in particular
Bet you they are his plants
When he plays the game of chance

He reads the minds of jilted girls
And the story really unfurls
Cast a fortune for the man in the suit
Who's suffering is very acute
There's a rabbit in his hat
But I thought I smelled a rat
 
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"The Endless Sea"
(originally by Iggy Pop)

"The Endless Sea"
(originally by Iggy Pop)



Oh babe, what a place to be
In the service of the bourgeoisie
Where can my believers be
I want to jump into the endless sea

Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
I want to jump into the endless sea (endless)
Feel it wash all over me

The brother says a dirty sky (endless)
Full of fumes and liquors (endless)
A little girl, a little guy (endless)
This air couldn't get much thicker

Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
I want to jump into the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea

And when you die for the red
You think you're gonna break
You know you've been good
It's just a phony undertake

You better go home daddy
You better go home daddy
I think you better go home buddy
You better go home buddy
 
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"The Faith Healer"
(originally by Alex Harvey)

"The Faith Healer"
(originally by Alex Harvey)



If your body's feelin' bad
And it's the only one you have
You want to take away the pain
And go out walkin' in the rain
You watch the flowers go to bed
Ask the man inside your head
Your spirit never have to grieve
All ya got to do's believe

The faith healer
The faith healer

All ya got to do is feel
Your body gonna start to heal
Fingertips and holy fire
Everlasting sweet desire
It don't matter what the doctor said
The healer man will sail away
Immortality for who
The miracles come to you

The faith healer
The faith healer

Can I put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?

Faith, and hope and charity
Simple relativity
He can make you understand
All you gotta take, his hand
Remember what somebody said
Ask the man inside your head
Fingertips and holy fire
Everlasting sweet desire
 
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"The Feast"

"The Feast"



There were many guests at the table
Misfortune, jealousy, and sloth
Acting fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the tablecloth

What a surprise for you to come home to
Look through the eyes that you've grown used to

It's impossible (yes I know)
It's too tempting too (I admit)
It's unforgivable
But I have nothing to lose

Then when the feast was over
The guests withdrew to the fire
Talking proud, laughing out loud
To pretend, deceive and admire

(Three blind mice, three blind mice)

Rats danced on the Persian rug
The cats fell down drunk in the chair
They reverted again to women and men
If only you had been there
 
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"The Further Adventures Of The Time Being"

"The Further Adventures Of The Time Being"



They built the pyramids, toiled with tons of stone
Irrigated deserts, made giant golden thrones
Built palaces in India and a dome on the moon
Illustrated ceilings, praised God with strange choirs
Fed the five thousand built cities of spires

Felt the pull of science unravel in their minds
Charted celestial bodies and were punished for their finds
Conquered snow-peaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat
Were drowned in vicious rapids and were heralded for their feats

Fantasized in Babylon, built a home in space
Scaled the walls of China against all human odds
Won battles without hope until men turned into gods

Still they hide their faces well unbetrayed by Heaven or Hell
Only traces to be found although their history resounds
Disconnected they displayed all the discoveries they made
And now they wander round the earth beyond the realms of death or birth
If you look you'll see them there like clouds hanging in the air
And they said the earth was flat, sailed off the world into a vat
Turned the planets into toys then played marbles like small boys
Invented love, invented hate, hung them off the arms of fate
Hear them whisper hear them speak, seems they found what we still seek
 
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"The Girl Is Buoyant"

"The Girl Is Buoyant"


Continental driftwood feels good
Hold it down, floating around
King of the disclaimers
Defamer of the famous
Rocking the boat
Never know love as loud

Without sin the girl is buoyant
You can see she is clairvoyant
Then they say the girl is bolder
Got this day job night had sold her

Elemental ocean
A quotient of salt
Don't float down
Beginning with our town

The rush of heat succeeds against the [?]
Without a sound, we all run around
(Without a sound)

Without sin the girl is buoyant
You can see she is clairvoyant
Then they say the girl is bolder
Got this day job night had sold her

Scraping past he's faster than the last one
Freshly crowned, we all run around
Without a sound
 
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"The Gray Caps"

"The Gray Caps"


"Do you think she can see us from in there?"
"Naw-she's busy."
"She's deep in thought, she is-but what could she be thinking about?"

"How long's she been in there?"
"Seven days. I bring her food and drink. I take it out again. She's got enough paper in there to last another week."

"Wasn't her brother the mad historian who went digging into the secrets of the gray caps? Didn't he go under the city?"
"He's there now, some say, along with the snails and the cursed gray caps."
"What's she do then?"
[?]
"What could she be typing so furiously?"
"The story of your life. A history of pubs and bars. How should I know."
"Whatever it is, it must be important. To her."
"Funny. That typewriter's like an echo. It falls away when we stop talking."
"Yes, yes it does! Do you think she's...?"
"Naw-I must be wrong. Hasn't got anything to do with us. Hasn't got anything to do with us."
 
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