Pigface

An open mind imagination knows no bounds
Think it out in cheap and twisted times
Double trouble, you're raisin' the flag again
Careful, give that cry

What matters now, is not who'll take the blame
Station to directionless is full of the game
Right now, oh where do we begin
When all roads lead to sin?

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When you crawl so low that you can't get back
You take a gamble, you figure every angle
You've gotta top tip bop
You find yourself a tight fit

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When you crawl so low that you've gotta get back
It's more techno splatter, wake a few fools
I'll go out tonight and maybe break a few rules

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
Mayhem ninjas, guns and gore
I'll go out tonight and maybe score a bit more
A crabby Tuesday, I call it every blues
Techno splatter, wake a few fools

Can't get next to you
I just wanna hold you
Havin' it, havin' it...I'm not having it
No way
None of it
Not at all

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When the light at the end of the tunnel
Is an oncoming train

they grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
*?*...no while
hey baby won't you come back to me now
hey baby won't you come back...to me now
a daydream, it's only cooked my soul
watching the game, watching you go
always...time to explain
always the same, time to explain
wishing the world warning to it
is this no way?
all waiting the game
promised lays


is this the same?
watch it all not a game, watch the walls...
watch the walls...watch the walls...watch the walls...
it's pigface...it's pigface with it...pigface with this server(?)
this illusion...pigface is....
we've all been hung, no way out this
plot...plot...plot...plot...
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Cowardice muscles turn to torture
The waking time is low
Inbetween the cut from top to bottom of control
A many taste vents screaming blindface at the real disease
Form collapsing red sky revealed, caught up in the breeze
They grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
It's there appeared in seconds only slipping murder web
Sleeping under glass decisions where the only light ways crack
A many little sisters breed in force field unity
Genetic arms unfold braving night for lunacy
They grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
Hey stop I'll take her place, enter due hole
And circles celebrated slavery for sake
Uncoils the run of blood of gravity and hate
They grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
They grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor

blood and sand [x4]
what world filled with black
and which point of collapse
becall you crystal gazers
becall you philostines
water melting
decayed and angry
collapse [collapse]...collapse [collapse]...
collapse [collapse]...collapse [collapse]...
what i can't runs[pulls] my fingers
from the burning metal sign
is this the only way to say a prayer?
are your's the only eyes that stare?
what world filled with black instead of


sedatives...sedatives...sedatives...sedatives...
my nails will break my spine [my nails will break my spine]...
my nails will break my spine [my nails will break my spine]...
my nails will break my spine [my nails will break my spine]...
my nails will break my spine [my nails will break my spine]...
blood and sand [x8]

An open mind imagination knows no bounds
Think it out in cheap and twisted times
Double trouble, you're raisin' the flag again
Careful, give that cry

What matters now, is not who'll take the blame
Station to directionless is full of the game
Right now, oh where do we begin
When all roads lead to sin?

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When you crawl so low that you can't get back
You take a gamble, you figure every angle
You've gotta top tip bop
You find yourself a tight fit

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When you crawl so low that you've gotta get back
It's more techno splatter, wake a few fools
I'll go out tonight and maybe break a few rules

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
Mayhem ninjas, guns and gore
I'll go out tonight and maybe score a bit more
A crabby Tuesday, I call it every blues
Techno splatter, wake a few fools

Can't get next to you
I just wanna hold you
Havin' it, havin' it...I'm not having it
No way
None of it
Not at all

There's a neck wrenchin' like a space
At the cutting face
When the light at the end of the tunnel
Is an oncoming train

ooooo
within this darkened corner the warlock proudly crawled upon
i looked beneath my feet and see the soles upon the shoes i wear
in the soles the holes burn deep burn towards the street
i walk on down the street to find the park
in which i have come from
in the park there sits a girl
i want to know that girl...
sitting in the street, i walk among the souls with no wholes
the holes in my soles and a hole in my soul
i wish towards the star in a vacant light in out star
i walk along the park and in the park i see the girl in the street
the street is the girl- the girl is the street
she wears no clothes and clothes are no weak
i walk towards the street ray gun in my hand...
reached between my pocket, i reached into my pocket
i wander where she is
took her, down on the grass
the grass is very brown
i heard psychic screams
i did nothing- she sits with her legs spread
her legs spread like the morgue glassy blue, her lassitude
[indecipherable]
i wonder where it is
she sits there...
wondering, wandering
what happened to our heart?
aaahhhh
it decides, i walk towards her
i sit there involved my hands are in my pocket
my pocket and my lassitude, lassitude from my pocket
the cash inbetween us, there sits a wall
a wall i escaped from
i wonder can i get through this wall?...
is this the world? is this world we have escaped to?


she sits a street corner with her glassy blue eyes
i wonder where she's been?
i wonder who she's fucked?
who's she fucked?
i wonder where she's been?
it turns me on
this is a vacant lot, i see her walking , the stars
i reached towards the souls, of dead Frankenstein
this isn't what i wanted to be used for
i went towards the glassy view
i reached between her legs
i grasp her heart, heart in my hand
i stick my, stick my, stick my into her, into her
reaching toward the sky, the stars fall
the soles in my shoe, the soul's in my shoe
is this a vacant? is this a vacant lot?
heart in my hand
Ain't she sweet? t-t-tainted
Ain't she sweet? t-t-tainted, darkness souls
on my feet ooww ow oho ooh
livid
inside her
inside her
i looked toward the street and walked down with my shoes on my
feet
the holes in my soles
the stars in the sky, i can't reach

You have to get the concensus of the public
But you have not gotten the concesus of the public
Your music is rubbage, it's garbage
it's garbage

It's up in the middle of something(?)
And I wait my time too much
And I tell my *?* to down
*?* than life

*?* to life
I'll tell my *?* to down
Sweet...Can't lose it
*?* me once in some time

And *?* really sad
I tell my *?* to down
Hey!

Down [Repeat: x4]

Hey!

Can you see?
It's coming towards me
Can you see?
It's heading towards
Can you see?
It's coming on down from the skies above
Can you see...The Lord?
He's coming for you and me tommorow
He's coming down the steps from heaven to you
Ooo...Dear God can you hear my voice as it's calling you tonight
Dear Lord can you hear me? Hear me now
Waiting just to

Blood (x7)
Slut (x4)
Blood Pain (x8)
Blood (x2)
Blood Pain (x2)
Blood
Can't hurt me
No you can't...

Cathy: Hi, my name is Cathy and I'd like to welcome you to the Psychic
Advisor
Martin: Hi Cathy
C: Can I get your first name?
M: Yeah, this is Martin
C: Martin?
M: Yeah
C: OK, Martin, is there a particular area you would like to talk about
tonight?
M: Yes, music
C: OK, When you feel comfortable with your thoughts in question would you
tell me to stop shuffling my cards
M: OK
C: OK, would you like me to cut them or let them fall?
M: Ohh...Let's cut them
C: OK, so where do you live right now Martin?
M: I'm in Chicago
C: OK, OK Martin, the justice card is sitting in the significator. OK? Now
this is telling me that I do feel that some of those people that you are
involved with or that surround you, they don't, in the future, might be such
good alliances or scissors(?) or partners or, or what have you.
M: OK
C: The lines of disception going on, there may be some drug using going on,
that maybe you're not aware of.
M: Wha...Wha..What's happening?!
C: That these people are reversed, so that means, there intensions are not


that good. They're not good partners, they're not good alliances, OK? I feel
you would do better on your own
M: OK
C: Now can you relate to that?
M: Yes I can
C: OK, You know because it shows as the advice card that you need to lay away
a lot of the old so that the new can come in. Things just aren't clicking the
right way here. Which is you know?
M: OK
C: Uhm...next month, it shows some lines of disception going on here.
M: Oh great!
C: Well Martin, while you're making extrordinary efforts to pull things
together, y'know, it just shows that there's this heavy bondage there and
I'm not talking about a good bondage, y'know
M: OK
C: With that, and it's with that devil it does show that line, that
disception, y'know going on. Maybe even some false accusation
M: Ca--Do you have an idea of a direction of what could be next?
C: Ohh...