(watching corners and crossings watching
all the red lights watching the stress watching
beggars and bankers and rushing cars I'm
drowning in this mess)

Help me
Rescue me
Save me
Set me free

It is strange
Among all people I feel alone
Very strange
Despite the sun I'm cold to the bone
If this is progress let me out

Up on the rooftops I feel alive
Lovely detached from the human hive
Up on the rooftops
I feel so free
Far from the city that's suffocating me

(watching corners and crossings watching
all the red lights watching the stress watching
beggars and bankers and rushing cars I'm
drowning in this mess)

Is this what we want?

I believe
Beneath the surface we turn to stone
Can't you see?
We meet your neighbours over the phone

I'm awake - watch me
I'll escape - watch me
If this is progress help me to regress

Alone by the ocean I feel alive
Lovely detached from the human hive
Alone by the ocean
I feel so free
Far from the city that's suffocating me

You live too shallow act too deep
Fail to sow but proudly reap

Indians show us where we're from
Stress indicates what we've all become

(watching corners and crossings watching
all the red lights watching the stress)

In time you'll awake
In time you'll escape
In time you'll awake
You'll see what's at stake
Is this what we want?
Is this what we need?
Is it?

She keeps the world at bay
With walls built to stand come-what-may
And with that coldness on display
They held until today
She would hold her own
Running all alone
Ridding her road of every grain
To stay in control

Suddenly she is down on all four
And the walls will support her no more
Cries her eyes out like never before
Onto this linoleum
The bottled up and stored

She's won every war
And when she's out that door
She will push ahead of you
Frowning at the poor
She would move so fast not to end up last
Aiming for the finish line
To smile at those she'd passed

Suddenly she is down on all four
And the walls will support her no more
Cries her eyes out like never before
Onto this linoleum
The bottled up... and stored

And sometimes
Oh, just sometimes
That's really all it takes:
A hand on her shoulder, and then she breaks
(Yes then she breaks, she breaks...)

Sometimes that's really all it takes
A word of kindness and she breaks
And then the sum of damage done
Spills out on stale linoleum

Sometimes that's really all it takes
A gentle touch and then she breaks
To see the sum of damage done
Stain this linoleum

Sometimes that's really all it takes
A word or touch and then we break
And all this world's linoleum
Can't hold the sum of damage done

She's becoming her last casualty
If she breaks then at last she'll be free
But she keeps it together once more
To run another day and fight another war

Itsy bitsy spider climbed the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Now she stays on the ground
So she'll never fall
See, she would rather drown than lose control

I'm far from sober
And she's far from sane
As she takes my hand and
She pulls me away

She leads me down to the shoreline
She leads me down to the sea
She pulls me into the water
And then she whispers to me:

"Love you know that I can make you stronger
Love you know that I can make you brave
But there's one thing that you must remember:
That I am too far gone for you to save"

Sand through her fingers
The night slips away
She gave me her body
But never her name

I followed her to the shoreline
I'd follow her to the grave
Two sinking ships in the darkness
And we are much too close to break away

And I know that she will make me stronger
And I know that she will make me see
And I know that she will make me younger
But I don't know what more she'll do to me

And she said
"You know that I can make you stronger
Love you know that I can make you brave
But there's one thing that you must remember:
That I am too far gone for you to save"

Holy diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh what's becomin' of me
Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh don't you see what I mean

Gotta get away, holy diver, yeah

Got shiny diamonds
Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue
Something is coming for you, look out
Race for the morning
You can hide in the sun till you see the light
Oh we will pray it's all right

Gotta get away, get away

Between the velvet lies
There's a truth that's hard as steel, yeah
The vision never dies
Life's a never ending wheel

Say, holy diver
You're the star of the masquerade
No need to look so afraid
Jump, jump, jump on the tiger
You can feel his heart but you know he's mean
Some light can never be seen, yeah

Holy diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh what's becomin' of me
No, no, ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh don't you see what I mean

Gotta get away, get away
Gotta get away, get away, yeah

Holy diver
Soul survivor
You're the one who's clean
Holy diver
Holy diver
You're the cat in the blue comin' after you
Holy diver
Holy diver
Yeah, all right
Get away, get away, get away
Holy diver
Holy diver
Holy diver

It was '79 and the world seemed more kind
And it was still ok to be modest
The sixties were gone but their soul lingered on
And the eighties were still just a promise
...and I remember me and you

Two children of six still playing with sticks
And whatever we found in the forest
Our grandpas were strong
And our parents still young
And the world seemed a little more honest
...and I remember me and you

All still fine - 1979
Left behind - 1979

Do you remember?
Do you remember?
'Cause I remember
Me and you

She likes to hide, she likes to hide
She likes to hide and I don't know why
I'd ask but she's too hard to find
She likes to hide

This Tuesday I almost tried to ask her why
But she got that look in her eyes
She likes to hide

Last night I asked her why
And first she smiled
But then she just broke down and cried

She likes to hide, she likes to hide
She told me that she'll be fine, and she's all mine
But I'm pretty sure that she lied
See, she likes to hide

She plays this game where I'm supposed to
find out the reason why she likes to hide
She plays that game each night and I fail to
find out, coz I am where I like to hide

I am where I like to hide...

Please let me be yours
Please never leave
Please stay here close to me
All love we shared where is it now?
Please let me be better than I was
Please don't give up on us
The thought of leaving you
I do not know how

I can feel the pain you have inside
I see it in your eyes
Those eyes that used to shine for me
I can feel the wildness in your heart
That's tearing us apart
My love, how can I help if you don't want me?

There is nothing you can do to help me now
I am lost within myself as so many times before
There's nothing you can do to ease my pain
I am so, so sorry but if you love me
You must let go

Two young souls in the dance of a chain sling
Love once born from the ink of solitude
Bidding to dance in the swing of a rope end
Walking their Remedy Lane
Trough this interlude of pain

Who will be there now
When I lose my one true love?
I am falling now
Darkness below and above

There is nothing you can do to help me now
I am lost within myself as so many times before
There's nothing you can do to ease my pain
I am so, so sorry but if you love me
You must let go

Two young souls in the dance of a chain sling
Love once born from the ink of solitude
Bidding to dance in the swing of a rope end
Walking their Remedy Lane
Through this interlude of pain

Who will be there now
When I lose my one true love?
Have I lost myself?
To love someone else...
...I do not know how

Please let me be yours
Please never leave
Please stay here close to me
All love we shared where is it now?
Please let me be better than I was
Please don't give up on us
The thought of leaving you...

...I do not know how

Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park
And then later, when it gets dark
We go home

Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie, too
And then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun

Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
Someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

We saw you every day...

With your hands on your crotch and so much to say, you went from
bouncing toy cars with golden motors to neon striped BMWs and a
court of drugged up nodders and quoters - namefucking fame on all
photos - all cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters.
Now when you're a star, when you've reached this far (and the world
really knows who you are), you show off your six black Mercedeses
and drink Cristal like they all do and the poor outside your gates
appall you, and the only hood you see is the one on your car - do you
even have a clue as to who you are? Bro, I don't think so - I mean,
Mercedes... well... you know...? But then the talk shows can still get
you hard: doin' rhymes on your prime time fistfights and spittin' grime
in the limelight like a star gets a chip off your shoulder - a boulder that
rolls and rolls over and over and over.

There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders
A violent long way to the top
The longer that you fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall

You're so fucking lost that with all of the costs you still don't see that
in reality, the one thing you fail to buy yourself is a personality. You're
trapped in a mould of the rap: you sell but you're sold, I mean, can't
believe that you're paying all that gold to some home decorator that
hands you buckets of conformity - seems you're losing your way
together with your policy man, ending up with a new definition of
poverty. It's a joke, like those you make in every video to reach the
kids with the dough, with every copied "aha yo" and worn out "bro"
- guess what we need is yet another clown who can feed our breed
with another look and hooker hook. Now when "bitch" is mundane
you take the lead with "wassup ho" and let TV blur your mouth once
more. Just what we need in every store - thus quote the craving:
"Forever more!"

You're so right - a shiny knight on a white steed, truly a hero!
Yeah, right...

Fuck you!
Fuck you right down to the core!
You know what?
You're just another "Parental Advisory" bore!

There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders
A violent long way to the top
The longer that you claim that you have fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall
The longer the spitfall...

You're a man of the masses, took all the classes, their asses are
yours - all those bores who are paying the bills for your palace
uphills and your pills that will help you proceed in your greed - you
are free of the chains that you need on your fans to adore you,
to kneel down before you, more precious to you than your brains
and your hands - they live for you! If you could just see this old tree,
this patriarchic hierarchy: up where you want to be you need miles
of roots to lick your boots, don't you see?

You're a man of the masses, you need all those asses, their fate to
relate to the one that you were (do you know who you are? Who you
were? Not the one in your words that they buy). They concur, you
conquer, though a natural flunker. You need them to stay not to fly,
to obey like the dogs that they are, the cogs under the hood of your
Mercedes car - they will pay for your trip to the stiff upper lip.

You're a man of the masses, your trip is a journey through classes
- you are high, they are low, and you need it to be so, see, without
them you'd be nothing more than before, and you know that's not
much - it is just or unjust such: Just a sad little man with his hand
on his crotch.

There's nothing like a broken childhood
There's nothing like a broken home
There's nothing like a tale from your hood
There's nothing like a record of restriction orders
Outspoken borderline disorders
A violent long way to the top
The longer that you fought yourself up

The longer the spitfall...
The longer the spitfall...

...when you're rappin' your shit y'all!

We'll cut you down to size

There is a woman burning at the center square
Raven black eyes and long let out hair
Screaming, while cloaked vultures
holier-than-thou circle and glare
At sweat drops on pale skin like satin
And as the raging flames work her into cinder
Said in their defence:
Stupidity and ignorance, prejudice and intolerance
All sound so much wiser when dressed up in Latin

Life will never be the same
I have a bigger world since I found God
Truth will never be the same
I'm in a righter mind since I found God

Mrs. Modern Mother Mary, all pale and weary
From raising her overweight kids in the outskirts of Suburbia
On a nice Christian gender based salary
And a church she can merely attend
And there on the flip-side of Caucasia we see
Miss Modern Mary Magdalene gone Deep Throat
On international cable TV

So you keep talking about progress and equality
But to me, the crusade is still on my friend

Silly me who always thought
Life was for the living
And giving in to lust
Was all to give and to be given

Life will never be the same
I have a better view since I found God
Guilt will never be the same
I'm on a higher ground since I found God
I found God...

Life will never be the same
I have a better view now
There's always someone else to blame
I'm on the winning team now

Death will never be the same
I'm in the faster lane now
No more am I the one to blame
I have a juster cause now

Love will never be the same
Lust will never be the same
Shame will never be the same
I will never be the same
And...

YOU will never be the same!

I long for the summer
I long for the sun gently touching my face
I'll open my eyes, let it burn every splinter
Unleash desert storms on its way to my heart

And I had this coming every day of my life
This is where I stop fighting
Eyes open wide

I once had blue eyes, hungry and wise
Now they are black from this dark age of lies
We're all privatized, industrialized
We capitalize on the beams in our eyes

It's all in the eyes

Eyes - tearing with sorrow
Burning with anger and passion and lust
The swift wind of thought
Of wildness and laughter
The soil of defiance
The firm ground of trust

(We had this coming - every day of our lives)
(We should start fighting for eyes open wide)

But I am put here, in this world gone insane
Where everything's for sale
From nature, over stars down to DNA
Then I can gladly say
I'd be the first to break that norm
Any day, any way
And the last to join the ranks
To hunt down the Daily Threat
Or any other brand of prey

We once had blue eyes probing the skies
Now they are blackened from this modern life
All privatized, industrialized
A failure - offensive and sore to the eye
This dark age of treason

We all know how to cry
Then we learn how to smile
We're all telling the truth
Then we learn how to lie
And oh, how we lie
How we lie

When you bow your heads tomorrow
At the world we build today
I want you to remember
That I stood my ground
And said no (say no!)
I said no (say no!)
I said no (say no!)
I said no!

Say no! Say no! Say no!

Mother
At my first breath
Every paragraph was set
As I inhaled the scent of debt

Mother
That first stolen air
Taken as a legal sign
On papers saying I'm not mine

We crown you the King of Loss
Better get on your feet
Best be one of us
Better get yourself on the list for success
Dress up as a state investment
Charm the press
A breed from the seed
Of only one short breath

Mother
Hence we cry:
Some of us are free to stand
Most of us are bound to lie

In those bloodstained beds
No one can afford to pay
The prices on their babies' heads

I am the King of Loss
For every dear smile
I feel I'm not one of us
I have been waiting here
In the line for success
Dressed up as a state investment
I charmed the press
Then tell me that life means more
Than this vain thirst

"One more governmental blade
Now drawn from its private sheath
Quite a bargain I'd say since either way
You will live by the show of our teeth"

I hold up my head
This was my life
Now I'm with the dead
So I lay bare my neck
This is your call
Dub a king or cut a wreck

Mother
Mother
Is this all I am?
Is this all I'll be?

This is not enough

Mother
I wish that we could talk

I am an old bird
Careworn from flying
I'm caught in a downwind
Far from home

I used to fly
I was fire
Mine was the sky and the sun
Now I am lost and I'm tired
But maybe I'm too far gone
And my wings too beaten and torn
Cause I spin and I stall
But I hope if I fall
I am falling home
To you

I should be home now
Done with this wild sky
My only hope now
Is falling home
Falling home
I'm falling home
I'm falling home

I used to fly
I was fire
Mine was the sky and the sun
Now I am lost and I'm tired
But I'm too far gone
And my wings too beaten and torn
And I spin and I stall
But I hope if I fall
I am falling home
Falling home...

...to you