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| 1. |
| 5:23 | 
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Take an axe to your past
To your family tree Carve a face from the wood An effigy Make wings from the leaves Hide from the bark Kindling for the hair Rose for his heart Someone to draw you right Someone to catch the light Draw the blue from the skies into his eyes Carve the lines on his face A map of the race Juice from the root of a beet for his skin Set the tides of the blood with the pulse of the drum Someone to draw you right Someone to catch the light I'm alive I'm alive Wash the boy in the stream So tenderly Press his lips to your lips Give him your breath He awakes with the weight of the vision he holds Sees the rent in time through which he must fold Someone to draw you right Someone to catch the light I'm alive I'm alive… Stir the heart with a drum Kiss smoke in his mouth Show him signs of a life That's a whole lot better And he calls down the rain Tornadoes & hurricanes There's a world in his veins That's a whole lot better I'm alive I'm alive… Fingers raised to the sky A snake for a spine He's drunk on a life That's a whole lot better Teach him songs of the bees Double helix and honey comb Play him wind through the leaves That's a whole lot better Alive, I'm alive…. |
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| 2. |
| 4:09 |
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Now the towers have fallen
So much dust in the air It affected your vision Couldn't see yourself clear From the fall came such choices Even worse than the fall There's this chain of consequences Within Without Action cause and reaction Never follows to plan Black swans on your picnic table Knocking over the jam Please don't preach me forgiveness You're hardwired for revenge War is just about business Within Without Hey ma the boy's in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma the boy's in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma the boy's in body bags Coming home in pieces Coming home in pieces War The dead live on within us (In the atoms we trust) Keep your fingers crossed We were choking on the smoke and the dust And the lives that were lost Scratch the surface of liberals There's a beast underneath Others hiding their Jekylls Within Without Hey ma the boy's in body bags Coming home in pieces Hey ma the boy's in body bags Coming home in pieces War I can feel the daylight I can feel the daylight Raining on me Raining on me |
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| 3. |
| 5:06 |
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My mirrors laughing at me, says boy are you getting old
There's so much junk in your life what you've got you don't even know Don't take a phone company to tell you life's pay as you go I wonder how much of life is set up in utero Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear Watching too much TV I'm an actor in a puppet show There's so much stuff in my life no room for me to grow One day I'm going to break from my life due south down to Mexico I'm going to burn down my house it's the only way to let it go Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall it's cool and cold and clear Run your hands ‘cross the flanks of a horse Feel the pulse of blood the heat and the force It's an antidote to a life spent on the beat The beat of concrete The beat of machines Of mobile phones and plasma screens How much junk in my life do I really need Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall it's cool and cold and clear I'm so cynical Where I need to play I'm so cynical find another way I'm so cynical I can't change One drop is lonely Two drops ok Three drops can make a spray. Four drops get carried away D I V E Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear Under the waterfall Under the waterfall Under the waterfall It's cool and cold and clear |
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| 4. |
| 3:42 |
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Adore this life
There is no guarantee Could end by tomorrow Adore every fight An opportunity To give back what was borrowed Nothing's sacred Make it shatter Nothing's sacred fall apart Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two Bring on the dreams I'm shaking with relief Don't miss the darker scenes These rollercoaster screams Are breaking my belief That I should matter Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break me in two I don't own anything Just this life living me No control Refugee Just this life Living me I don't know anything Just this life loving me No control Refugee Just this life Living me Oh my heart Oh my heart Come on break Come on break COME ON BREAK |
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| 5. |
| 4:15 |
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No messing with a sense of humour
Will see you through scrapes And all shapes of clouds We're late we should have got here sooner You can't rush fate Or question the Dao We're too thin to wear black We're no victim to crack We're too unique to be cloned What you don't get you attack You rely on the laugh track To get where the punch line explodes And look who's laughing now We're laughing out loud We're laughing A sound between a cry and scream We're laughing Laughing out loud You wrote us off as part time losers Wielding an axe to hide your self doubt I don't forgive I forget I can't remember which paper Somebody answer the phone The phone is ringing now We're laughing out loud We're laughing A sound between a cry and scream We're laughing Laughing out loud We're still standing, standing tall We're still standing We're laughing, laughing and proud Come and stand with us or fall Stand or fall And our world is spinning round Spinning round So much faster And our world is spinning round Spinning round So much faster |
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| 6. |
| 3:46 |
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I may as well try semaphore
As words no longer work This fool was feeling cornered And he acted like a jerk He'd tell you he was sorry If that made good the hurt It's too late now for sorry It's too late now for words We survive Despite our desire to stray Hell to pay Thought you knew My desires Innate it's not going away I hope you're not going away It's a question of convenience How pain, with time, will fade Surrendered to acceptance Dark night gives way to day It was meant to be a gesture That mark across your face It's too late now for sorry It's too late now for grace We survive Despite our desire to stray Hell to pay Thought you knew My desires Innate it's not going away Hell to pay Thought you knew Hell to pay Thought you knew Thought you knew Thought you knew |
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| 7. |
| 4:26 | 
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| 8. |
| 2:49 |
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Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha Five nights No sleep My minds battered Stock market freefall Dreams shattered Lost cause Pulled up A sure winner Made a few bob in a new job as a serial killer You wanna talk to me white boy man You wanna talk to me white boy boy man You wanna talk to me white boy man Every night microwaved TV dinners Mobile phones make her brain shimmer Don't say the c word she got the all clear That jokes bad taste and so dog eared My mum says I look like Yul Brynner Too old for Hamlet . Too young for Lear Got a shaved head lost weight fakir Got a pierced nip cos it's still hip to appear queer You wanna talk to me white boy man You wanna talk to me white boy boy man You wanna talk to me white boy man Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha And I'm all mashed up Mums droning on and on and on and on And I'm all mashed up Mums droning on and on and on and on She wants this she wants that She wants bling she wants tat She wants creams that can cover the cracks Wedded bliss Cancer scans She wants family man Self ? esteem And her old body back She says…… |
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| 9. |
| 3:38 |
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You're going to murder in the name of God
What kind of God you dreaming of A God of blood not love So you can get your 72 Virgins to abuse I hope they kick like mules War My God's bigger than your God He made the world run out of puff More important things to do It's black It's white A fight An elephant grey There's a universe at stake We get in the way Go left Go right Straight on Just do what they say There's a universe at stake We get in the way WAR |
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| 10. |
| 4:36 |
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Stray cats with fish heads
Feeding their litters Feral kids fight Over rats tailed from gutters Bookie mouth brokers Rotten fruit sellers Pickpockets ghost through the crowd He climbs onto boxes By market stall traders Toothless and grey haired Thousand yard stare He had a vision Which broke the receiver Receiving transmission Surface to air Either way. I'm in awe of you Either way. We'll survive. We'll survive Conjuring devils, Angels and demons Only the children see shape to his tone Laughing and crying His song fell upon us We buried his treasure along with the bones Arms held aloft A Y to the sky Innocent witness He testified Drained of his purpose He falls off the quayside Absorbed by the ocean Rolled by the tide Either way. I'm in awe of you. Either way. We'll survive. Either way. I'm in awe of you. Either way. We'll survive. We'll survive. Under the power lines Which crackle and sparkle Under the freeway Now mostly rubble The hungry still gather To fill up with stories Of monsters and heroes and men Under the stars Which prick us and call us Connect us to hope That perfection's within is Here on the ground We're reckless and hopeless Damned by the slip of a pen Rambling poets Manic with vision We are the drivers yet we feel driven Moths in the moonlight Fooled by a flashlight Caught in a jam jar Gasping for air Rambling poets Manic with vision We are the drivers yet we feel driven Moths in the moonlight Fooled by a flashlight Caught in a jam jar Gasping for air Either way. I'm in awe of you. Either way. We'll survive. We'll survive |
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| 11. |
| 4:21 |
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In this bar,
In this bar I am dying In this bar In this bar, I am dying Disassociated Keep off the grass I prefer you naked This too shall pass Nuance carefully weighted Too slow too fast Too slow too fast I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home, right now. I want to go home. Kissing is forbidden Biting leaves marks Sex is overrated I need to dance Calmly understated Well you always had class This too shall … Hide is armour-plated Oblivious to darts This too shall pass I want to go home I want to go home, right now…. I want to go home. In this bar, In this bar I am dying In this bar In this bar, My heart's dying, dying |
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