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Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
Made from the trash I dug out 'the heap, with my own fair hands Every night, I'm back at the shack and I'm sure no one is there I'm putting the aerial up, so I can go out on the air On the air On the air On the air Every morning I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and the tramp For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps Everyone I meet on the street acts as if I wasn't there But they're all going to know who I am 'cos I can go out on the air On the air On the air On the air Leaving the car down leafy lane Turning out Tarzan for my Jungle Jane anyone at all From Captain Zero and his brand of superhero standing by a call Oh it's not easy No it's not easy Making real friends Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys Half alive on empty white noise, white noise I got power, I'm proud to be loud; my signal goes out clear I want everybody to know that Mozo is here On the air On the air On the air |
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| 2. |
| 2:34 |
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Don't tell me what I will do, 'cos I won't
Don't tell me to believe in you, 'cos I don't Be on your guard, better hostile and ha --don't risk affection Like flesh to the bone in the no-go zone you're still waiting for teh resurrection Come up to me with your "What did you say?" and I'll tell you straight in the eye D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. do it yourself Everyone want to be what he not, what he not Nobody happy with what he got, what he got You function like a dummy with a new ventriloquist do you say nothing yourself? Hanging like a thriller on the final twist --you know you're getting stuck on the shelf Come up to me with your "What did you say?" and I'll tell you straight in the eye D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. When things get so big, I don't trust them at all You want some control -- you've got to keep it small D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. D.I.Y. do it yourself |
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| 3. |
| 3:26 |
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Walking the street with her naked feet
So full of rhythm but I can't find the beat Snapping her heels clicking her toes Everybody knows just where she goes Fear, fear -- she's the mother of violence making me tense to watch the way she breed Fear, she's the mother of violence you know self-defense is all you need it's getting hard to breathe It's getting so hard to believe to believe in anything at all Mouth all dry eyes blood shot data stored in microdot Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes T.V. dinner, T.V. news Fear, fear -- she's the mother of violence don't make any sense to watch the way she breed Fear, she's the mother of violence making me tense to watch the way she feed The only way you know she's there Is the subtle flavour in the air Getting hard to breathe hard to believe in anything at all But fear |
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| 4. |
| 3:35 |
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Saturday is shopping day--
I drive my car but there's no place to park it --no respect for superman in supermarket I guess there must be trouble but I not been alerted looking round the store it was all deserted and I'm stranded here with my empty basket so full of question got nowhere to ask it By the one way out strange voice shout "Don't let that good man out!" "Have a wonderful day in our one-way world one way, one day Have a wonderful day in our one-way world one way, one day one-way man one-way mind get along with mankind" Oh, there's an old man on the floor, so I summon my charm I say "Hey Scumbag, has there been an alarm?" he said "Yeh, 'been selling off eternal youth they all got afraid 'cos I'm the living proof My name is Einstein do you know time is a curve?" I said "Stop old man! you got a nerve 'cos there's only one rule that I observe Time is money and money I serve" By the one way out strange voice shout "Don't let that good man out" "Have a wonderful day in our one-way world one way, one day Have a wonderful day in our one way world one way, one day one-day man one-day mind get along with mankind" |
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| 5. |
| 5:19 |
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Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust 'Hand on inside they know they must Hanging on the green backed words "In God we trust" No one knew if the spirit died All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried Tring to read the flight of birds Low on fuel, getting low on words and she comes out like a white shadow she comes out like a white shadow Each one drawn to empty spaces Outsiders, borderline cases It's hard to tell black from white When you wake up in the middle of the night Weighed down by the absence of sound Broken now by the cry of a hound Looking for movement withing the haze Light can be deceptive with her rays and she comes out like a white sadow and she comes out like a white shadow she comes out like a white shadow |
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| 6. |
| 3:32 |
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It's too late
This model's out of date Got every spare part But there ain't much heart inside here Not like the start I was good at the art of survival I've always tried To keep my troubles deep inside Where I can hide them now I'm open wide When it ends Again I'll see my friends They'll give me a lift I've been running adrift, so easy Shifting the gear I got nothing to fear from the showdown I'll go down quiet And kids downstairs making a hell of a din I'm all alone Getting a quote for the wages of sin Beyond the indigo, indigo Where the chilly winds, winds will blow My time is running low Going to cross the dark dark river Going to see my good life-giver Better cover my yellow liver Alright, I'm giving up the fight I didn't know when I'd be a stranger again In my own land The days are O.K. But oh how I hate those long nights You understand Darling please, just hold my hand You feel so warm In the eye of the storm I'm going away, I'm going away, I'm going away See you again someday Darling, I'm going away Feel like I'm going away, this time I'm going away |
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| 7. |
| 3:29 |
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What did you mean when you opened your mouth
and let all our secrets out You told him what I was about my cover was completely blown I tell you darlin', I've been watching the war film I got a few ideas of my own 'cause after the film had ended the call for recruits was shown And I'm joining the professionals I want to be a man with all that animal magic I'll do anything you can I'm joining the professionals 'cos I want to be a man look! I wave my wand, watch the rabbit disappear Join the professionals and learn to fight I bet the two of you still laugh at me for being as timid as a lamb That may be still the way I look it's no longer what I am Been across to Northern Ireland I came home with a new kind of charge I learned to hunt in the night I learned about camouflage Been joining the professionals and now that I'm a man with all that animal magic I'll match anything you can I'm joining the professionals this time I'll understand There's no way you'll get by me With the slightest sleight of hand. I'm joining the professionals I want to be a man look! I wave my wand watch the rabbit disappear Join the professionals and learn to fight Animal magic |
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| 8. |
| 4:18 |
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Exposure
Exposure Exposure Exposure Exposure Exposure Exposure Space is what I need it's what I feed on Exposure Exposure Exposure Exposure Exposure Out in the open Exposure |
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| 9. |
| 2:22 |
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Doing nothing, stuck in the mud, just pumping the blood.
The water level's getting low, something ugly's going to show. If only I could touch you, I guess you'd be alarmed. If only I could touch you, I don't mean you no harm. If only I could touch you, like the wind can touch the sail, If only I could touch you, darling, now that words have failed. Oh, flotsam still afloat, Oh, jetsam thrown out of the boat. Oh love, my love, nothing here is what it seems. We both know it; Christ, you show it... Oh, oh my love. |
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| 10. |
| 3:29 |
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I need perspective 'cause I'm facing the wall
I need perspective 'cause I'm not that tall I need perspective heard the trumpet call Don't trust my eyes want to know where things fall I need perspective party time for the newly wed I need perspective colours ran as the images bled I need perspective like confetti on the flower bed Don't trust my eyes priest crying he's got fire in his head Oh Gaia, if that's your name treat you like dirt, but I don't want to blame Oh Gaia, the wind heats the fire and blows the ash away I need perspective sitting in a long long hall I need perspective staring at the white white wall I need perspective waiting for the phone to call Don't trust my eyes there's one thing I've got to tell you all I need perspective to see through red red skies I need perspective to carry merchandise I need perspective I don't trust my eyes Don't trust my eyes and I don't like surprise Oh Gaia, etc I used to be industrial giant sitting in a garden full of chemical plant trying very hard to get you off my mind acting like any man taking you for everything I can just the same, the same as all my kind -- so blind I need perspective |
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| 11. |
| 4:41 |
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Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one Had to get married, being chased out of town Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down call it Home Sweet Home, home sweet home Eleven floors up in a tower block happy just to have a home I've gone and changed the lock on our home Nothing really worked out right, things got broke, they stayed that way None of our friends came around at night and little Sam got no place to play "We've got to get out of here, Bill" she said "I've been telling you all the while" When I came home from work that night she'd jumped out the window with our chiled from our Home Sweet Home, home sweet home just a place to take a rest, just a place ot make our nest -- we call it our home When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didn't know what to do Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel on the double And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before Bought myself a country house with an antique carved oak door it was Home Sweet Home, home sweet home just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said about in our Home Sweet Home. |
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