Siouxsie and the Banshees

Hong Kong Garden

released August, 1978

Hong Kong Garden

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd. UK)
Harmful elements in the air
Symbols crashing everywhere
Reap the fields of rice and reeds
While the population feeds
Junk floats on polluted water
An old custom to sell your daughter
Would you like number 23
Leave your yens on the counter please

Oh-Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hong Kong garden
Oh-Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hong Kong garden
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Tourists swarm to see your face
Confuscius has a puzzling grace
Disoriented you enter in
Unleashing scent of wild jasmine
Slanted eyes meet a new sunrise
A race of bodies small in size
Chicken Chow Mein and Chop Suey
Hong Kong garden takeaway
La-la-la-la-la-ah-oh
Oh-Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hong Kong garden
Oh-Oh Oh-oh-oh-oh

Voices

written by the Banshees (© Polydor Ltd. 1978) (©1978 Polydor Ltd.)
And I'm hearing the whispers from my window
And i'm hearing some thing scratching on the inside
Could i feel the sea beckoning me?
Oh - Could it be?
Can i see?
Voices
On the air
Voices
On the air
And i'm feeling like a moody situation
And i feel the waves lapping with contempt
Could i feel my senses leaving me?
Oh - Could it be?
Can i see?
Voices
On the air
Voices
On the air
Voices
Voices
Voices
Voices
On the air
Could i feel my senses leaving me?
Oh
Could it be?
Can i see?
Voices
On the air
Voices
On the air
Voices
Voices
Voices
Voices
Voices

The Scream

released October, 1978

Pure

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)

Jigsaw Feeling

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
Send me forwards - say my feelings
But all the signals - send me reeling
Jigsaw feeling

One day I'm feeling total
The next I'm split in two
My eyes are doing somersaults
Staring at my shoe

My brain is out of my hand
There's nothing to prevent
The impulse is quite meaningless
In a cerebral non-event

Send me forwards - say my feelings
But all the signals - send me reeling
Jigsaw feeling

Five fingers do my walking
Ten toes unravel knots
Amorphous jigsaw pieces
Falling into slots

Send me forwards - say my feelings
But all the signals - send me reeling
Jigsaw feeling

So I just sit in reverie
Getting on my nerves
The intangible bonds that keep me
Sitting on the verge...
Of a breakdown
Of a reaction
Of a result
Defeat me - complete me - maybe...
Defeat me
Defeat me
Jigsaw Feeling
Defeat me

Overground

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
Got to give up life in this netherworld
Gonna go up to where the air is stale
And live a life of pleasantries
And mingle in the modern families

Overground - from abnormality
Overboard - for identity
Overground - for normality
Overboard - for identity

This limbo is no place
To be a digit in another space
In another crowd
I'm nameless bound

Overground - from abnormality
Overboard - for identity
Overground - for normality
Overboard for identity

Overground - I'll be worse than me
Overground - it's clear to me
Overground - I'll be worse than me
Overground - it's clear to me, it's clear to me
Overground, overground
I'll be worse than me, I'll be worse than me

Carcass

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
Someone's in cold storage
Seeking Heinz main courses
Craving for a raw love
He'll hide you from the cleaver
He'll hang with you forever
Longing for a fresh meat

By hook or by crook
You'll be first in his book
For an impaled affair
By hook or by crook
You'll be last in his book
Of flesh - Oh, so rare

Be a carcass - be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love
Be a carcass - Be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love

Someone's left in cold storage
Thawed in Heinz main courses
Carving for a new tin
He got you with the cleaver
He hung you up forever
Anticipating new skin

Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
58th variety

Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
Mother had her son for tea

Be a carcass - be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love
Be a carcrash - Be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love, limblessly in love

In love with the pain
In love with the bleeding
In love with the pain
That you now felt
As you became a carcass
We became a carcass
Carcass...
Carcass - you became a carcass
Carcass
Carcass, carcass, carcass
Carcass, carcass, you became a carcass
In love with your stumps
In love with the bleeding
In love with the pain
That you now felt
As you became a carcass
We became a carcass
Carcass...
Get on the trucks but don't whine you swine
Carcass - you became a carcass

Helter Skelter

written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney (© Northern Songs)
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
When I get to the bottom when I see you again
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop and I turn, go for a ride
When I get to the bottom when I see you again
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter

Do you, don't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast and I'm miles above you
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
Well, you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer

So look out
Helter skelter - la-la-la-la
helter skelter - la-la-la-la
Helter skelter - la-la-la-la
Helter skelter

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop and I turn, I go for a ride
When I get to the bottom and I see you again
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast don't let me take you
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no fucking dancer

So look out

Helter skelter - la-la-la-la
Helter skelter - la-la-la-la
Helter skelter - la-la-la-la
Helter skelter

Helter skelter
Helter skelter
You're coming down fast

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop

Mirage

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
I'm just a vision on your TV screen
Just something conjured from a dream
Seen through your x-ray eyes,
A see-through scene
The image is no images
It's not what it seems.

My limbs are like palm trees
Swaying in no breeze
My body's an oasis
To drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being.

It's quite plain to see
That I'm playing with me
A photo-fit of loose ends, framed in 3D
Seen through your x-ray eyes
A see-through scene
The image is no images
It's not what it seems.

My limbs are like palm trees
Swaying in no breeze
My body's an oasis
To drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being
Being, being

My limbs are like palm trees
Swaying in no breeze
My body's an oasis
To drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being
It's not what it seems
The image is no images
It's not what it seems
It's not what it seems

Metal Postcard

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
Reunion begins
With a glass of mercury
Whilst television flickers
For another news bulletin
Flints light up the eyes
Of the seated family

"Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and clean
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme"

With a clockwork jerk
Pluck cogs from fob watches
For a dinner on Friday
Then recoiling say "excuse me
Must go recycle
My precious machinery"

"Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and clean
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme"

It's ruling our lives
There is no hope
Thought I'd drop a line
The weather here is fine
But day and night it blares
Coming through loudspeakers:

"Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and clean
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme"

In my master scheme
Metal is tough
Metal is clean
Metal
Mittageisen
Metal

Nicotine Stain

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
It's just a habit
When I reached in the packet
For my last cigarette
Until the day breaks
And then my hand shakes
But, but, but, but, but, but it's just driving me insane
When the smoke gets in my brain
I can't resist it

Wallow in that ash bath
Soaking up the fumes
And see the nicotine stain
Start to spread

I'm so congested
Cos north, south, east and west
Catarrh rests on my chest
Congealed and twisted
Cough up and shift it
But I can feel my lungs collapse
Sinking deep in my lap
I'm so useless

Wallow in that ash bath
Soaking up the fumes
And see the nicotine stain
Start to spread

I'm so useful
If you don't want to fight
Just give your foe a fright
Say you'll drop me
On every country
See, see, see, see all will be stone dead
When the nicotine stain spreads
Just light me

Wallow in that ash bath
Soaking up the fumes
And see the nicotine stain
Start to spread
It's in my head, it's in my head
Nicotine, it spreads
Congested

Suburban Relapse

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
I'm sorry that I hit you
But my string snapped
I'm sorry I disturbed your cat-nap
But whilst finishing a chore
I asked myself "what for?"
Then something snapped
I had a relapse...
A Suburban relapse
Relapse... relapse...

I was washing up the dishes
Minding my own business
When my string snapped
I had a relapse...
A suburban relapse
Relapse... relapse

(Should I?)
Throw things at the neighbours
Expose myself to strangers?
Kill myself or... you?
Now memory gets hazy?
I think I must be crazy
But my string snapped
I had a relapse...
A Suburban relapse.
Relapse... relapse

Now memory gets hazy
I think I must be crazy
But my string snapped
I had a relapse
A suburban relapse
Relapse... relapse
A suburban relapse
A suburban relapse
Relapse... relapse
Relapse.
Relapse, relapse, relapse

Switch

written by McKay, Morris, Sioux, Severin (©1978 Pure Noise/Chappell & Co.)
Different lives
In different places
Familiar problems
Same old faces

Shuffle lives
Into wrong categories
Cross the wires
And fuse humanities

Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch...

Scientist GP's
With patient guinea-pigs
Curing the head-aches
With drastic side-effects
With drastic side-effects

Doctor rectorates
Condescending from on high
For all hallucinator
See druggist in the sky
In the sky

Vicar experiments
But 'tis blasphemy
Dismissing thought of progress
As the mark of devilry
Mark of devilry

Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch

People walk
And even talk
People listen
Then they halt

Something blows up
Won't come down
Scattered muscles twitch
Too late to switch.
They're dying to switch
They're dying to switch
Switch
Switch
Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch
They're dying to switch
They're dying to... switch
Switch
Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch
They're dying to switch
They're dying to switch
Switch
Switch
Switch

The Staircase (Mystery)

released March, 1979

The Staircase (Mystery)

written by Sioux, McKay, Severin, Morris (©1979 Polydor UK Ltd.)
Stare case lying face up
Stare cat on the mat
Looking down

Slide down the bannister
Take the escalator
Slide down the bannister
Or try the elevator

I was standing on the landing
Now I'm standing in the hall
Looking up, up, up, up

Won't someone assist me
Solve this mystery
Somebody assist me
Arrange the symmetry

Muffled footsteps on the carpet
Spiral steps start spinning
Around me

Which floor, which ceiling
You're off balance
Which floor, which ceiling
It's all upside-down

Starecase lying face up
Starecat sat on the mat
Looking down
Down...

20th Century Boy

written by Marc Bolan (© Wizard Publishing Ltd.)
Ohhhhhhh!

Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I walk like a rat
Crawl like a cat
Sting like a bee
Babe I'm gonna be your man

And it's plain to see
You were meant for me
Yeah, I'm your toy
Your 20th Century boy

Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane
Drive like a car
Ball like a hound
Babe I'm gonna be your man

And it's plain to see
You were meant for me
Yeah, I'm your toy
Your 20th Century boy
20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy (x4)

Friends say it's fine
Friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I walk like a rat
Crawl like a cat
Sting like a bee
Babe I'm gonna be your man

And it's plain to see
You were meant for me
Yeah I'm your toy
Your 20th Century boy
20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy

Playground Twist

released July, 1979

Playground Twist

written by (©)

Pull to Bits

written by (©)
Tongues are clacking
Words of one vision
One tiny incision
And teeth are cracking
On thin air
On thin air
And teeth are cracking
On thin air
Pull to bits in silence
Rotting on the
Slowly pull to bits in silence
Without a sound
Without a sound

Buildings
Chatter chatter shatter
Cement
Watch the people chatter
One by one
One by one
Pull to bits
In silence
Rotting on the ground
Slowly pull to bits
In silence
Without a sound
Without a sound
Young ones snapping
Coming up for air
The mindless ones yapping
Splashing through the thoroughfare
One by one
Oh, One by one
Without a fucking care
Pull to bits
In silence
Rotting on the ground
Slowly pull to bits in silence
Without a sound
Without a fucking sound

Pull to bits
Yackety, yackety, yap, yap, yap
Pull to bits
Shatter, shatter, shatter, clatter
Pull to bits
Yap, yap, yap, yap, yapping
Pull to bits
Without a sound

Join Hands

released August, 1979

Poppy Day

written by John McCrae (©)
...In Flanders fields
The poppies grow
Between the crosses
Row on Row
That mark our place
We are the dead...

Regal Zone

written by Sioux, McKay, Morris, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd UK)
Coronets rest on a death's head mask
No-one is safe while the curfew lasts
But crusted orbs glitter, sceptres gleam
While helmets of blood fill the screen

They look away
And they say:
"For the good of the land
For the love of the man"
Standing alone
Sitting alone
On the throne of the regal zone

Old limbs hang in the torture room
While old kings hang in the portrait room
Their noble eyes gaze on the uneasy dance
Of the squirming body on the marble plate

They look away
And they say:
"For the good of the land
For the love of the man"
Standing alone
Oh, sitting alone
On the throne of the regal zone
Regal zone
All alone
Standing alone, sitting alone
Alone
Regal zone
Alone
Regal zone
Regal zone
Regal zone
They look away
And they say:
"For the good of the land
For the love of the man"
Standing alone
Oh, sitting alone
Alone
Regal zone
Alone
Regal zone
Alone
Regal zone
Regal zone
Alone
Regal zone

Placebo Effect

written by Sioux, McKay, Morris, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd UK)
You dip your hands into my flesh
And say you won't reveal a scar
I must have faith in this procedure
It's a miracle - It's a wonder

A thousand hidden needles
In a thousand covered nerves
Stick pins in my receptacles
Look to your Voodoo doll - your mojo

Staying alive at five
For you to cure my ailments
Another soul is saved
With your bogus medications

Which colour shall we have today?
"Depends on how I feel" you say
Consult your research on the media
Sea blue will calm my hysteria

Staying alive at five
For you to cure my ailments
Another soul is saved
With your bogus medications
Staying alive at five
With your empty containers
Another corpse ornaments your waiting room
A placebo effect reversed

The placebo effect
The placebo effect
Will you ever, ever regret - the placebo effect
Can you ever, ever forget - the placebo effect

Icon

written by Sioux, McKay, Morris, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd UK)
My eyes went up to heaven
You didn't say I'd be blind without them
Icons - feed the fires
Icons - falling from the spires

Thine eyes rained down from heaven
You always said I'd be blind without them
Icons - feed the fires
Icons - falling from the spires

Icons feed the fires
Icons falling from the spires

Those words hang like vicious spittle
dribbling from their tongue
Close your eyes to your lies
Force feed more pious meat

Those nebulous codes and disciplines
Stick in that new born throat
Instill a lie - an artificial eye
To view a perfect land

Icons - feed the fires
Icons - falling from the spires

Can I? - stick skewers in my skin
And whirl a dervish spin
Can I? - set myself on fire
To prove some kind of desire

Icons - feed the fires
Icons - falling from the spires
Icons feed the fires
Icons falling from the spires

The guilt is golden
The guilt is golden
These ageless lies
The shuttered eyes
It's the nightpiece
It's the Icon

Icons feed the fires
Icons falling from the spires
Icons feed the fires
Icons falling from the spires

The guilt is golden
The guilt is golden
Golden
Golden
Golden
Gold
Gold

Premature Burial

written by Sioux, McKay, Morris, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd UK)
This catacomb compels me
Corroding and inert
It weighs and tries to pull me
Must I resist or re-assert?

The unchanged and the unchangeable
Doing the zombierama
Singing "Oh come and be like me
We're all sisters and brothers"

Ejected to this state of being
Don't bury me with this
I'm in a state of catalepsy
Can I really exist?

Clawing from the inside
Drowning in your chant, chant
Thoughts come flooding through me
Despairing unity

The unchanged and the unchangeable
Doing the zombierama
Singing "Oh come and be like me
We're all sisters and brothers"

Red and white carnations
Can't intoxicate my brain, brain
This blissful suffocation
It is driving me to pain, pain
Oh what a bloody shame, shame

The unchanged and the unchangeable
Doing the zombierama
Singing "Oh come and be like me
We're all sisters and brothers"

I'm not your sister
Or your brother
Don't bury me with this, this
I'm not your sister
Or your brother
Don't bury me with this, this
Join hands - join hands
We're all sisters and brothers
Sisters and brothers
Sisters and brothers
I can't relate to you
You're no relation of mine

Playground Twist

written by Sioux, McKay, Morris, Severin (©1979 Polydor Ltd UK)
Hanging, hanging, hanging...
Hanging from your daisy chains
Swinging in the trees
Running from your enemies and falling on your knees
And falling on your knees On your knees, on your knees
Get down on your knees

Throw the dice
You three blind mice
Did you ever see
Such a thing in your life?
You swallow the trail
But still arrive
Inside your entrails

Hanging, hanging, hanging...
Hanging out at party games
Dancing in the shadows
Up and down on the see-saw balancing the scales
Balancing the scales
You're drunk, you're drunk
Yet you're balancing the scales

Someone to blame
Someone to shame
Someone who you can claim
Go back to pass the parcel
And follow the leader

Hanging, hanging, hanging...
Hanging from your climbing frames
Swinging in the gallows
Laughing with your buddies but you can drown when you're shallow
You can drown when you're shallow
You can drown, drown, drown,
Drown drown drown drown drown
Drown
Drown
Drown

Mother - Oh Mein Papa

written by Turner, Parsons, Burkhard (© Peter Maurice Music Ltd.)
The word you learn to loveThe disapproval that you hate
that's Motherfrom Mother
They teach you to respect...Makes you always want to please
MotherMother

The one who keeps you warmThe one who keeps you warm
And shelters you from harmAnd shelters you from harm
Watch out she'll stunt your mindShe'll open up your mind
'Till you emulate her kindTo make you good and kind
Is that MotherMother

Downstairs I don't knowDownstairs I don't know
If it's the springs in her bedWhy I feel safe in my bed
Or her joints I hearWhen I'm alone
Creaking overheadShe must be watching overhead
MotherMother

She'll twist the words you speakShe'll kiss and say goodbye
If she thinks you're near escapeIf you want to go away
MotherMother
So she clutches at her broodSo she gathers up her brood
And sits across its faceAnd smiles into their face
She sucks up all its energyAnd beams down vital energy
And smothers their last breathShe gave us our first breath
Oh MotherMother

The thing you grow to hateThe love you won't forget

The Lord's Prayer

written by (©)
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
I'm gonna get you in the end
With joy in heaven
Hallowed by they name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
As earth as it is in heaven
In heaven
Deliver us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom
glory
Forever and ever amen

virgin sacrifice
guilty
church
excommunication

Revenge
Getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha revenge
Revenge
Revenge

Knock, knock
Knocking, knocking on heaven's door
Let me in
Who's that knocking on my door?

Who's that knocking on my door?
He floats like a butterfly, but he stings like a bee
He floats like a butterfly, but he stings like a bee
Ding-a-ling-a-ling
Ding-a-ling-a-fucking-ling
door
chicken
Carry on, carry on
which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
They will be done
As earth as it is in heaven
In heaven
I'm gonna get you in the end
Get ya, I'm gonna get ya
Get you
I'll get you in the end
I'll get you in the end
Shake it, shake it baby
Shake it,
Twist and shout

That's the way you spell
New York
Yodel
Yodel-ay-yodel-ay
Yodel
Yodel
Tomorrow


Can't take it away from me
La-la-la-la



Sacre bleu
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby now
Twist and shout
You know you twist and shout


let you know that you're mine
let you know that you're mine
who are in heaven
Hallowed be thy name

in heaven, heaven

Running red

Run and hide
Run and hide
You'll never from me
Run and hide
You can hide all you like
Run and hide
so run and hide

hide
get to heaven
This is a wonderful
Will I get to heaven
We're all god's children
get to heaven
If you get, if you get
No, you'll never get to heaven
Not even if you're good
There's never, never been a heaven
There's never, never been a heaven
On earth as it is in heaven
On earth as it is in heaven
That's what it says
No heaven
Earth as it is in heaven
On earth as it is in heaven
On earth as it is in heaven
On earth as it is in heaven
Run and hide
No escape
You'll never get to heaven
you'll never get to heaven
your
in your house

You'll never, never, ever get to heaven
You'll never climb the ladder to heaven
So just shake it, shake it baby
And twist and shout
which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
thy will be done
The will goes on and on

Mittageisen

released September, 1979

Mittageisen

written by (©)
Reunion beginnt
mit einem Glas Queckfilber
Fernfehen flimmert
fü nodl eine Nachricht
Flinten beleuchten die Augen
der fikenden Familie

"Metall ist Stack, Metall will Scheinen
verroftet night wenn geschmiert und rein"
"Metall ist Stark, Metall will Scheinen,
Metall regiert in meinem Meister-Plan"

pflücken die Taschen Uhrzähne
zum Mittagessen Freitag
im Rückprall Sagt "Verzeihung
zurück muß ich kehren
meine liebe Maschinerie"

"Metall ist Stack, Metall will Scheinen
verroftet night wenn geschmiert und rein"
"Metall ist Stark, Metall will Scheinen,
Metall regiert in meinem Meister-Plan"

Es beherrscht unser Leben,
Es bringt kein heil
Ich Schreibe ein poor Zeilen
Das Wetter hier ist fein
Doch dröhnt es Tag und Nacht
durch Lautsprecher.

"Metall ist Stack, Metall will Scheinen
verroftet night wenn geschmiert und rein"
"Metall ist Stark, Metall will Scheinen,
Metall regiert in meinem Meister-Plan"

Love in a Void

written by (©)
Too many fools blocking my motion
Clouding my eyes - must be the p-p-potion
Spots on my eyes - must be the l-l-lotion
Spots on my eyes - must be the l-l-lotion

Love in a void - it's so numb
Avoid in love - it's so dumb
Love in a void

Too many bigots for my l-l-liking
Too many critics - too few writing
Rabid dogs that aren't b-b-biting
Rabid dogs that aren't b-b-biting

Love in a void - it's so numb
Avoid in love - it's so dumb
Love in a void

Jaded reputation on which you're staking
Lots of money for the making
For all the stars they're just f-f-faking
For all the stars they're just f-f-faking

Love in a void - it's so numb
Avoid in love - it's so dumb
Love in a void
Love in, love in, love in a void
Avoid you love
So numb, it's so dumb
Love in, love in, love in void avoid in love
It's so dumb
Love in a void it's so numb
Love in a void, avoid your love
It's so dumb
Love in a void it's so dumb
It's so dumb

Happy House

released March, 1980

Happy House

written by (©)

Drop Dead - Celebration

written by (©)
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
Drop dead
You stinking little creep
Drop dead
With your emotions so cheap
Your poisoned mind
It's disgusting everyone
We don't care
If you vanish in thin air

Drop dead
No-oh, it's a dead drop
Oh, you're a dead lot
Drop dead

You should be pushed
Down, down into the ground
Amongst the worms
And other spineless things
Don't you see
You're embarrassing to me?
I can't stand
That phoney way you banter

Drop dead
Oh, it's a dead drop
Dead drop, dead drop
You're a dead lot
Dead lot, dead lot
Drop dead

You're so pathetic
An insipid, dried up slug
Keep your mouth shut,
You impotent little slut
I'm so ashamed
To be connected with your name
You're so lame
I wish you'd never been to blame

Drop dead
It's a dead drop
You're a dead lot
Drop dead

Those words
Tight-lipped and mealy-mouthed
It wasn't hard
To realise that they were lies
Judging from the flies
You've attracted from the skies
Ooo just get lost--fuck off
And disappear into the compost

Drop dead
Stinking little creep
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Le-le-le-le
Celebration...celebration...
Celebration...celebration...
Celebration, celebration, celebration, celebration...

Christine

released May, 1980

Christine

written by (©)

Eve White, Eve Black

written by (©)
It hurts
There's a pain in my head
I wish it would stop
But it never stops
I can feel it coming... I'm getting weaker
Please help me... I'm getting weaker
Oo-oo, I'm getting weaker
Please help me
I wish I could help myself...
Let me out of here... I belong out there
Son of a bitch, son of a bitch
Let me out of here... I belong out there
Never say die... I must never die
Let me out of here... I belong out there
You son of a bitch... I'll pull your hair
Let me out of here... I belong out there
You son of a bitch... I'll pull your hair
Never say die...Never say die, I never must, I must never die
Let me out of here... I belong out there
Son of a bitch

Kaleidoscope

released August, 1980

Happy House

written by (©)
This is the happy house - we're happy here
in the happy house oh it's such fun, fun, fun, woah-oh

We've come to play in the happy house
And waste a day in the happy house
It never rains
Never rains

We've come to scream in the happy house
We're in a dream in the happy house
We're all quite sane, sane, sane, woah-oh

This is the happy house - we're happy here

There's room for you if you say "You do"
But don't say no or you'll have to go
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on
It's safe and calm if you sing along
Sing along
Sing along
This is the happy house - we're happy here in the happy house
To forget ourselves - and pretend all's well
There is no hell, hell, hell, hell

They're looking through your window
They're looking through your window

Tenant

written by (©)
Squatting on doorsteps - following footsteps
Nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest
So we crawl into corners - ignore any callers
And imagine our radiators clang for our neighbours

When we crawl on all fours - upon the cushioned floor
Still they cling to the walls and knock on our doors

And the tendency for tenants is tenacity

The paint is cracked - and the paper peels
The plaster falls and a body reels...
Softy

Forty watt bulbs swing from a light cloud
Oh lawnmower groan, the carpet has grown
But they have eyes at the keyholes and ears to the walls
Say eyes at the keyholes and ears to the walls

The tendency for tenants is secrecy...
Sssssssh

Trophy

written by (©)
Headhunters, headshrinkers and long distance runners
Dust gathers on momentos - dust gathers on proud moments
Young voices grow thick and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin

Take it to the wall
to be hung on the wall, to be viewed by all
a tribute in the grand hall

Yes they're locked away or polished every day
for the maintenance man - in the back of a van
Oh young voices grow thick and old
The cheers are distant wearing thin

Take it to the wall
to be hung on the wall, to be viewed by all
a tribute in the grand hall

Bring yourselves out from your showcase parties
but you've been shut away too long
you've been shut away too long
Frightened faces in the rain
Misplaced features lost down the drain
Oh wash away and start again

To be hung on the wall, to be viewed by all
a tribute in the grand hall

Take it to the wall

Hybrid

written by (©)
It's a hybrid of me - I'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit of me - I'm a misfit of you...in limbo

Carbon copies run blue - a reminder for you
but they're only skin deep
crumpled shells in a heap
Marked cheap

Surrogate heads of a no-no domain
shoulders form rows to make waves again
catch the next plane
When you walked through that door marked "enter if you dare"
Reasoned with a friend marked "do not bend"
bit on that finger marked "handle with care"

a tear soiled your cheek - a broken finger on the floor
a mess in snowdust - a shop window burst...no repairs

It's a hybrid of me - I'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit for me - I'm a misfit for you
in limbo...do you speak the lingo

Clockface

written by (©)

Lunar Camel

written by (©)
Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon
I don't have to prove I'll last longer than you
One lump or two, any handicap will do against you

I'll be there soon - over the moon
I'll be there soon - over the moon

Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon

Christine

written by (©)
She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style
Personality changes behind her red smile
Every new problem brings a stranger inside
Helplessly forcing one more new disguise

Christine - the strawberry girl
Christine - banana split lady

Singing sweet savages lost in our world
This big-eyed girl sees her faces unfurl
Now she's in purple
Now she's a turtle
Disintegrating

Christine - the strawberry girl
Christine - banana split lady
Christine - the strawberry girl
Christine - sees her faces unfurl

Ooh, ooh, la la Now she's in purple
Now she's a turtle
Disintegrating

Christine
Christine
Christine
Christine - the strawberry girl
Christine - banana split lady
Christine - the strawberry girl
Christine - sees her faces unfurl
Christine
Christine
Christine
Christine
22 faces...
Disintegrating
Christine
Christine
Disintegrating

Desert Kisses

written by (©)
Desert kisses in the sand
engulfing joints engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
a deadly grip, a deadly lock

cursed and pissed into the ocean
willfully caused a great commotion
but only for a stifled moment
then it was back to still life motion

A sideways crawl, a sideways scrawl
the cancer crab is on us all
I kissed your face, I kissed the sand
I heard you sigh
there was no sound

thrashed and spat back at the ocean
but there was nothing, no commotion
just my lonely stupid notions
trapped again in still life motion

Sinking down - with just my sound
Sinking down - running on the moving ground
Sinking down
Sinking down - without a sound
Sinking down - sleeping on the moving ground
Sinking down

Desert kisses in the sand
engulfing joints engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
a deadly grip, a deadly lock

Sinking down - the world is round
Sinking down - there's no-one around
Standing on the moving ground
Sinking down - the world is flat
There's on one here to question that

Sinking down - without a sound
Sinking down
Sinking down - the world was round
There was no-one around
Sinking down

Red Light

written by (©)
She falls into frame with a professional pout
but the polaroids ignite on seeing their subject
and the aperture shuts - too much exposure

Voyeur sucks into focus - floodlit the glossy kiss-pit
but as emulsion drips down...down
the aperture shuts - too much exposure

Come into this room - come into this gloom
See the red light rinsing another shutter slut wincing

The sagging half wit sister, pretty, pretty picture
of an ancient nipple shrinking - that kodakwhore winking
'till the aperture shuts - too much exposure

Come into this room - come into this gloom
See the red light rinsing another shutter slut wincing
See the red light rinsing
When you see the red light rinsing
Rinsing

Paradise Place

written by (©)
Look to the hills - now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes - are they in the right place?

There's a Mantovani backdrop - to pucker up a tummy tuck
A voice soft as lint - mashed up with shades of pink

You can hide your genetics under drastic cosmetics
But this chameleon magic is renowned to be tragic

Look to the hills - now look at my face
Do you notice my eyes - are they in the right place?

Skin

written by (©)
Mink, seal and ermine smother fat women
I have a noble cause for skin - there's just too many of them
The only necessary cull - cause the brain inside it's skull
just a bitch in the manger to the balances of nature

Cover me with skin and accuse me of sin
but you know what I mean there's just too many of them
Give me your skin for dancing in
Give me your skin for dancing in

Hairless and streamline - fits like my own skin
Tattooed and sun-dyed it's warm and it's human
There was to many of them - the animals like them
shame about the smell but they're fine seeped in perfume

Cover me with skin and accuse me of sin
but you know what I mean there's just too many of them
Give me your skin for dancing in
Give me your skin for dancing in

Israel

released November, 1980

Israel

written by (©)
Little orphans in the snow,
With nowhere to call a home
Start their singing, singing
Waiting through the summertime
To thaw your hearts in wintertime
That's why they're singing, singing...

Waiting for a sign to turn blood into wine
The sweet taste in your mouth - turned bitter in its glass

Israel... in Israel
Israel... in Israel

Shattered fragments of the past
Meet in veins on the stained glass
Like the lifeline in your palm
Red and green reflects the scene
Of a long forgotten dream
There were princes and there were kings

Now hidden in disguise - cheap wrappings of lies
Keep your heart alive with a song from inside

Even though we're all alone
We are never on our own when we're singing, singing

Israel
Israel

There's a man who's looking in
And he smiles a toothless grin
Because he's singing, singing...
See some people shine with glee
But their song is jealousy
Their hate is clanging - maddening
In Israel... will they sing Happy Noel
In Israel... In Israel
Israel... In Israel
In Israel will they sing Happy Noel
Israel
Israel
Israel

Israel (Extended mix)

written by (©)

Red Over White

written by (©)
the woods and the town
covered in snow
all transformed to a fairytale
like the fresh page of a book opened up
ready
waiting
for the story to begin
for you're all in a scene
objects in black ink
fringed in white
breathing and living
and anticipating
a colour
all transformed to a fairytale
unreal and inviting
inviting you to step in
and follow the path neverending

you're now leaving
imprints
and somehow expecting
expecting someone

maybe the prince in disguise
suffering a snow queen curse
but you're wrong of course
it's in reverse

out in the snow
muffled
the last silent night
the last sacrifice
red running over white
red running over white
red
running over white
red
running over white
running red
over white
running red
over white

red over white
red over white
red
over white

Red Over White (Extended Mix)

written by (©)

Spellbound

released May, 1981

Spellbound

written by (©)

Follow the Sun

written by (©)
Scarecrow thinks he's grown very tall
Growing tall under the golden sun
The golden sun
Growing with the children of the
Sending up a message in a strange tongue
The message of the sun

Young skin stretched thin over ball of string
The crimson spilling over cross
Spilling everywhere

Watch the children of the corn
One by one they're following the sun
Got to run
Following the sun on the run
Following the sun on the run
Following the sun
Don't be ashamed of what you've done
You must not run
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun
Follow the sun

Slap Dash Snap

written by (©)
in pieces
Shut your mouth
?????
Shut your mouth
pieces
shut your mouth
Shut your mouth
?????
tender
Shut your mouth
?????
?????
?????
?????

Juju

released June, 1981

Spellbound

written by (©)
From the cradle bars
Comes a beckoning voice
It sends you spinning
You have no choice.....

You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice

You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound
Spellbound, spellbound, spellbound
Spellbound, spellbound, spellbound, spellbound

And don't forget
When your elders forget
To say their prayers
Take them by the legs
And throw them down the stairs

When you think your toys have gone berserk
Its an illusion
You cannot shirk
You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound
Spellbound, spellbound, spellbound
Spellbound, spellbound, spellbound, spellbound

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Entranced, entranced, dance, dance, dance

Into the Light

written by (©)
Into the line
I see it fine
into the line
our hearts entwine
remember when
your time again
Standing in the light
always sitting on the line
never on a side
always wanting to be right

Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
and blinded by the sight

Into the light

Into the light
I see it fight
into the light
a new horizon
Bleached into white
kept out of sight
Standing in the light
always sitting on the line
never on a side
Pushing out the light

Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
and blinded by the sight

Remember when
your time again

Into the line
I see it fine
into the line
our hearts entwine
remember when
your time again

Dead ahead in the night
burning in the light
and knowing that it's right
driving in the night

Dead ahead in the night
burning in the light
and knowing that it's right
driving in the night

Remember when
your time again

Into the light....

Arabian Knights

written by (©)
The jewel, the prize
Looking into your eyes
Cool pools drown your mind
What else will you find

I hear a rumour - it was just a rumour
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her

Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

A tourist oasis - reflects in seedy sunshades
A monstrous oil tanker
It's wound bleeding in seas

I heard a rumour - what have you done to her
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her

Veiled behind screens
Kept as your baby machine
Whist you conquer more orifices
Of boys, goats and things
Ripped out sheep's eyes - no forks or knives

Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

Halloween

written by (©)
The night is still
and the frost it bites my face
I wear my silence like a mask
and murmur like a ghost
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
the bitter and the sweet

The carefree days
are distant now
I wear my memories like a shroud
I try to speak but words collapse
Echoing
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
the bitter and the sweet

I wander through your sadness
gazing at you with scorpion eyes
Halloween..... Halloween

A sweet reminder
in the ice-blue nursery
of a childish murder
of hidden lustre
and she cries
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
the bitter and the sweet

I wander through your sadness
gazing at you with scorpion eyes
Halloween..... Halloween

Monitor

written by (©)
Monitor outside
for the people inside
a prevention of crime
a passing of time

They come and they go
it's a passing of time
they come and they go
whist we sit in our homes

Sit back and enjoy
the real McCoy
our new air if authority
our sentinel of misery

His face was full of intent
and we shook with excitement
then the victim stared up
looked strangely at the screen
as if her pain was our fault
but that's entertainment
what we crave for inside
no more second rate movies
from those people outside

Night Shift

written by (©)
Only at night time - I see you
in darkness - I feel you
A bride by my side - I'm inside many brides
Sometimes I wonder.....
What goes on in your mind, always silent and kind
unlike the others.....
Fuck the mothers kill the others
Fuck the others kill the mothers
I'll put it out of my mind because.....
I'm out of my mind with you
in heaven and hell with you.....

My Night Shift Sisters
await your nightly visitor
they don't bother me
no they don't bother me

The cold marble slab submits at my feet
with a neat dissection.....
looking so sweet to me - please come to me
with your cold flesh - my cold love
hissing - not kissing
a happy go lucky chap - always dressed in black
he'll come to you, he'll come to you

My Night Shift Sisters
with your nightly visitor
a new vocation in life
my love with a knife

Fuck the mothers kill the others
Fuck the others kill the mothers
I'll put it out of my mind because.....
I'm out of my mind with you
in heaven and hell with you.....

Sin in My Heart

written by (©)
Sin in my heart
Sin in my heart.....
sin in my heart flying like a dart
oh sin in my heart

It's beginning to start.....
when you're lying like a tart
sin in my heart
when you grovel at my feet
oh sin in my heart
it's short and sweet

Sin in my heart.....
swift as a dart in my heart
oh sin in my heart

When you grovel at my feet
keep it short and sweet
Sin in my heart.....

Head Cut

written by (©)
The head is the best part
my headcut my woodcut

I saw you in the gallery
with your torso and family
a huge smiling central face
with eyes and lips cut out
but smiling and eating
lots of other lips.....

A beautiful mask in plastercast
such a beautiful mask in plastercast

Can I take it back with me
Back to the flat with me

Oh severed head
I'll feed your head with bread
and paint your lips bright red
I'll keep it fresh on ice
it will look very nice
Can I take it back with me
Back to the flat with me

Shrunken head under the bed
the flies are humming
there's a red under the bed
the spit is turning
roasting burning
shadows dancing - By the fire
flickering flames laugh - with desire

The head is the best part
my headcut my woodcut

Voodoo Dolly

written by (©)
She's your little voodoo dolly
and she's gonna make you lazy
like the little drum in your ear
transfixes you to your fear
And now she's transfixed in your fear
and you know she's gonna stay there
because her nails are deep in your hair
and she made you so..... unaware

Are you listening to your fear
the beat is coming nearer
like that little drum in your ear
transfixes you to your fear

She's such an ugly little dolly
and she's making you look very silly
and when you listen in to her ear
you get paralysed with her fear

Oh down..... down in your fear

Now this little voodoo dolly
has made you very lazy
you're anemic from her sucking
and when you're dead she'll find another
Better break that little dolly
and sling her in the corner
Now she's a sorry little dolly
such a sorry little dolly

Are you listening to your fear
the beat is coming nearer
like that little drum in your ear
transfixing you to your fear

Listen.....

Arabian Knights

released July, 1981

Arabian Knights

written by (©)

Supernatural Thing

written by (©)
Your love, your love, your love - ow!
Is a supernatural thing
Your love, your love, your love, your love
Is a supernatural thing
When we touch
You give me some kind of feeling in my brain
I'm so possessed by your love
Sometimes I don't even know my name
When we kiss
You know you make me hot
I break out sometimes
In little bitty green spots
You give me, give me all of your love
But don't stop it now
Coz I need it lots
Your love, your love, your love, your love
Is a supernatural thing

When we touch

You give me some kind of feeling inside my brain
I'm so possessed by your love
Sometimes I don't even know my name
When we kiss
You know you make me hot
I break out sometimes
In little bitty green spots
You give me, give me all of your love
But don't stop it now
Coz I need it lots
Your love, your love, your love, your love
Is a supernatural thing
Supernatural
Your love, your love, your love, your love
Is a supernatural thing

Interplanetary
Extraordinary
I like it

Interplanetary
Extraordinary

I like it
I like it
You give me constant feeling
Every time I ???

Your love
so electrifying
so satisfying
??? ? ? ?? ?
Your love, your love, your love, your love
Is a supernatural thing
Supernatural - oh
Your love, your love, your love - ow!
Is a supernatural thing
Supernatural

Interplanetary
Extraordinary

I like it

Listen to me

Interplanetary
Extraordinary

Supernatural thing
Supernatural
Supernatural thing
Supernatural
Interplanetary
Extraordinary
Supernatural thing
Supernatural
Supernatural thing
Supernatural
Oh

Congo Conga

written by (©)

Slap Dash Snap

written by (©)

Once Upon A Time

released November, 1981

Hong Kong Garden

written by (©)

Mirage

written by (©)

The Staircase (Mystery)

written by (©)

Playground Twist

written by (©)

Love in a Void

written by (©)

Happy House

written by (©)

Christine

written by (©)

Israel

written by (©)

Spellbound

written by (©)

Arabian Knights

written by (©)

Fireworks

released May, 1982

Fireworks

written by (©)

Coal Mind

written by (©)

We Fall

written by (©)

Slowdive

released October, 1982

Slowdive

written by (©)

Slowdive (D.J. version)

written by (©)

Cannibal Roses

written by (©)

Obsession II

written by (©)

A Kiss in the Dreamhouse

released October, 1982

Cascade

written by (©)
Oh the Air was shining
Shining like a wedding ring
Barbed like sex
I felt 10,000 colts
My chest was full of eels
Pushing through my usual skin
I opened up new wounds
Pouting, Shouting:-

Oh Love - like liquid falling
Falling in cascades
Oh Love-lorn victims laughing
Laughing in cascades

The Sun was rich
Rich with a song of sin
My breath melted my words
Into strange alphabets
Tormenting my tongue
Pouting, Shouting:-

Oh Love - like liquid falling
Falling in cascades
Oh Love-lorn victims laughing
Laughing in cascades

The heartbeats were echoing
Echoing the revolver
Emptying into my mouth
I pulled a face from my pocket
And smiled a Leper's grin
I felt somebody else close
Pouting, Shouting:-

Oh Love - like liquid falling
Falling in cascades
Oh Love-lorn victims laughing
Laughing in cascades

Green Fingers

written by (©)
Hibiscus head - in a flower bed
A finger hewn - planted and sewn

Oh magic in her hands - she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands - she had green fingers

It's curious
Where animals don't go
Mandrake - rooted deep into the soil
Where the sun won't fall - but it flourishes
See the pretty maids - all in a row

Oh magic in her hands - she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands - she had green fingers

It's reaching...
And groping - a clammy handshake
Clawing the ivy
Crawling the tightrope - along the lattice work
With this hand I the wed
With this hand I thee bed
With this hand I...

Obsession

written by (©)
Do you hear this breath - it's an obsessive breath
Can you feel this beat - it's an obsessive heart-beat
Waiting to be joined with its obsession

I close my eyes - but I can't sleep
The thin membrane can't veil
The branded picture of you

The signs and signals show - the traffic lights say go
Again you baffle me, pretending not to see... me

I broke into your room - I broke down in my room
Touched your belongings there - and left a lock of my hair
Another sign for you

You screamed into my face - get the hell out of my place
Another sign for me? Can you forgive me?
For not understanding your ways

You know sometimes you take it all too far
Then I remember - it's a game between you and me
A divine test for us two

It's all in my imagination
Yes they even say that our mission... is only
My obsession

Do you hear this breath - it's and oppressive breath
Suffocation in the poison - of your obsession
Can you feel this beat - it's a possessive beat
Your pulse stops in the claws - of your obsession

She's a Carnival

written by (©)
In the heart of the night
She smiles like Mardi-Gras
Spinning in a dizzy haze

Her circus head giggles
It's a friendly disease
Catching colours from the air

So with your hands upon the hips
Of the dancing flesh
...She's a carnival...
And when it's lip to lip
In a surprise-time kiss
...She's a carnival...

Mosaic eye, gypsy eye
Glowing as it dazzles
She's a portrait of a poison
For you to quench your thirst
A portrait of a poison...

So with your hands upon the hips
Of the dancing flesh
...She's a carnival...
And when it's lip to lip
In a surprise-time kiss
...She's a carnival...

Circle

written by (©)
Pretty girl of 16 - has fun and runs crazy
Ruined girl of 16 - now a mother grows lazy
Next an 16 year old baby - like mother grows lazy
And her stomach is churning - whilst her eyes keep on turning
Round and around
Getting no higher from the ground
Round and around
The circle has an empty sound...

Father inflicts disciplined - boy rebels against him
He leaves for the big town - for love and adventure
But the words he first heard - unlike his instincts run deeper
Now boy beats his children - if they disobey him
And the cat riddled with worms - chases his tail round
And around...

The endless full circle for the next in line
The endless full circle...
Take the red line, the green line, the silver or blue
Any line you can think of - except for the yellow
Take a trip with your family - and see where they go
Give them a free ticket - it's the best thing to do

And if you wind up on the circle line
Hell, it's not from lack of options
Then if you run into the yellow
Well that's up to you

Round and around
Getting no higher from the ground
Round and around
The circle has an empty sound

The endless full circle - for the next in line
The endless full circle - are you the next in line
Round and around...

Melt!

written by (©)
You are the melting men
You are your situation
There is no time to breathe
And yet one single breath
Leads to an insatiable desire
Of suicide...in sex

So many blazing orchids
Burning in your throat
Making you choke
Making you sigh
Sigh in tiny deaths

So Melt!
My lover, melt!
She said melt!
My lover, melt!

You are the melting men
And as you melt
You are beheaded
Handcuffed (in lace, blood & sperm)
Swimming in poison
Gasping in the fragrance
Sweat carves a screenplay
Of discipline...and devotion

So Melt!
My lover, melt!
She said melt!
My lover, melt!

Can you see?
See into the back of a long, black car
Pulling away from a funeral of flowers
With my hand between your legs
Melting...

Painted Bird

written by (©)
On lead-poisoned wings - you try to sing
Freak beak shrieks are thrown - at your confusing hue
The peacock screaming eyes - show no mercy no mercy

Painted bird - it's absurd
Just a tainted bird - hurting their twisted nerve

The flock will make you choke - on this sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills - they make a din
In laughing unison - your hitchcock carrion -
Carry on

Painted bird - it's absurd
Just a tainted bird - hurting their twisted nerve

I hear your sorrow - maybe tomorrow
You'll lose your sorrow
When a fated weather will cleanse away
That painted feather - and all that sorrow

A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
Confound that dowdy flock - with a sharp-honed nerve
Because we're painted birds by our own design
By our own design - there's no more sorrow

Have you heard - about the painted bird
Just a tainted bird - hunting their twisted nerve

We've lost our sorrow - now it's tomorrow
No need to hide your feather under a fated weather
No more sorrow...

Now we're painted birds - mocking that twisted nerve

Cocoon

written by (©)
Here in my cot - where my cot loves me
I'll stay here a while - in the cotton wool cocoon
'Till the chrysalis is ripe - 'till the time is right
With this feeling if insecurity
I have to shrink back inside - run and hide
Back in the cocoon - hugging my knees
Watching my insides - the skinned glow-worm writhings

Lying in blankets - I've been here a while
Tapping out rhythms - against the mattress and wall
The heat melts the sheets - another layer is peeled
Tapping out rhythms...
Just my cot, the wallpaper and me
I've been here a while - tapping out rhythms

Still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms
Glowing in the dark my luminous green
A pearl beaded lizard - bathed in a gossamer scent
With my heat detector lip-pit - pulling at newly formed tissue
Lying in blankets - I've been here a while
Tapping out rhythms...against the mattress and wall

Waiting...to loose the bandages
Waiting for new appendages
Lying in blankets - I've been here a while
I've been here too long - banging out rhythms
Listen for other tappings...
banging out rhythms
back in the cocoon

Slowdive

written by (©)
Get your head down to the ground
Shake it all around - a dirty sound
Put your knees into your face
And see if you can race - real slow

It's a slowdive - when you die slow
Oh it's a low jive - do the slowdive

Now you jump back like a hound
Emit a howling sound
Dig those limbs into the floor
And holler out for more

And you revel in the dips
When your backbone slips
Taking honeysuckle sips
From your rolling hips
It shifts and shifts

It's a slowdive - when you die slow
When you come alive it's a slow jive
Do the slowdive

Melt!

released November, 1982

Melt!

written by (©)

Il Est Ne Le Divin Enfant

written by (©)

A Sleeping Rain

written by (©)

Dear Prudence

released September, 1983

Dear Prudence

written by (©)
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you Dear Prudence won't you come out and play Dear Prudence open up your eyes Dear Prudence see the sunny skies The wind is low the birds will sing That you are part of everything Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes? Look around round Look around round round Look around Dear Prudence let me see you smile Dear Prudence like a little child The clouds will be a daisy chain So let me see you smile again Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?

Tattoo

written by (©)

There's a Planet in my Kitchen

written by (©)

Nocturne

released November, 1983

Rites of Spring

written by (©)

Israel

written by (©)

Dear Prudence

written by (©)

Paradise Place

written by (©)

Melt!

written by (©)

Cascade

written by (©)

Pulled to Bits

written by (©)

Night Shift

written by (©)

Sin in My Heart

written by (©)

Slowdive

written by (©)

Painted Bird

written by (©)

Happy House

written by (©)

Switch

written by (©)

Spellbound

written by (©)

Helter Skelter

written by (©)

Eve White, Eve Black

written by (©)

Voodoo Dolly

written by (©)

Head Cut

released December, 1983

Head Cut

written by (©)

Running Town

written by (©)

Swimming Horses

released March, 1984

Swimming Horses

written by (©)

Let Go

written by (©)

The Humming Wires

written by (©)

Dazzle

released May, 1984

Dazzle

written by (©)

Dazzle (Glamour mix)

written by (©)

I Promise

written by (©)

Throw Them to the Lions

written by (©)

Hyaena

released June, 1984

Dazzle

written by (©)
swallowing diamonds
a cutting throat
your teeth when you grin
reflecting beams on tombstones
a jamboree of surprises
playing russian roulette
or the lucky clip
a clenched fist to your heart
coal dust on your lungs

a silver tongue for the chosen one
heavy magnum in your side or a bloody thorn

skating bullets on angel dust
in a dead sea of fluid mercury
baby piano cries
under your heavy index & thumb
pull some strings -- let them sing

the stars that shine & the stars that shrink
in the face of stagnation the water runs
before your eyes
dazzle
it's a glittering prize

We Hunger

written by (©)
a ravenous greed
for a brood to feed
a lusting spawn
on a weekend fawn
do you hunger for this
sucking leaches feel the need
sucking dry unsated stomach pops
sharpened knives with flying sparks
sagging bodies with stretch marks
& your belly aches

do you hunger for this
bled white with avarice

as the rust creeps
corrosion seeps a rotting seed
eat me -- feed me
with your belching foul breath
your destructive kiss death
do you hunger for this

the bliss of a sweet kiss
shanghai'ed on a locust flight
the thirst from a vampire bite
fills the emptiness inside
consuming everything green-eyed
we hunger

Take Me Back

written by (©)
deep in the heart
of a seething beast
think of bright lights
a splendid feast
but something's missing
she's feeling low
something's missing
she's going home

take me back -- I'm feeling low
take me back -- I'm going home
take me back -- I'm so alone
take me back I'm travelling home

suspicious stranger
there's something wrong
she is changed
ah but this is not

she is back
but she's not home
she is back
but she's still alone
she came back after all this time
she came back to warning signs
all is black when the lights are on
nothing rhymes its been so long

deep in the heart
of a seething beast
think of bright lights
a splendid feast
where you arrive
can be home
where you come from
isn't always home

take me back -- I'm coming home
take me back -- where I belong
take me back I'm leaving home
take me back I'm coming home

Belladonna

written by (©)
sunrise breaks its fatal perfume
and I'm dizzy to distraction
the scented clutches of a siren's lament
embrace the sound of enchantment
five fathoms deep, the lovers leap
the lanterns of skin beckon us in
o belladonna
nightfalls decent shrouds her intent
in a halo of sharks and a skeleton mask
o belladonna
daylight devours your unguarded hours
burnt and charred, this bride of scars
o belladonna
lost in the glare, all of us stare
the patterns of pain, scream out your name
o belladonna

Swimming Horses

written by (©)
falling in your, falling in your arms
fish on a line, learns to live on dry land
thrown back again to drown
kinder with poison
than pushed down a well - or a face burnt to hell
feel the cruel stones breaking her bones
dead before born
words fall in ruins - but no sound
she's dying of your shame - she maimed by your paw
he gives birth to swimming horses

fish on a line, walking on dry land
but, back in the water to drown we drown
floating in sky

he gives birth to swimming horses

take a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side
the weightlessness under water -- forgets in slow motion
& washes pointless tortures

he gives birth to swimming horses

floating in sky like fishes can fly through your arms

Bring Me the Head of the Preacher Man

written by (©)
following desire in your eyes
you're mine you're mine all mine
following the signs ... in your mind
you're mine, you're mine, all mine
bring me the head of the preacher
man in the sickening daze ...
o the rotting sun washes down
the moonshine boys
the vultures drool
... they pluck the gold dust from his eyes
& pick his bones until they're clean
the book of sorrows -- the american dreams
bring me the head of the preacher man
on the blazing trail
heaven holds lonestar promise el dorado --
the insane theatre, once more we rise
to drain the last of liquid sleep
the gift of chance
eating the worm ... as the v{por drops & dances
& everything stops & dances
bring me the head of the preacher man
we tumble down these lonely days
we tumble down

Running Town

written by (©)
just a step onto the street
an uncomfortable heat
rattlers at your feet
in running town
helter skelter all a-swelter
the impetus is seething
in running town
a thousand curses
full speed ahead

lockjaw aggression
& buzzing imitations
deride the friendly martian
in running town

helter skelter all a-swelter
the impetus is seething
in running town
a thousand curses
full speed ahead

if you gaze into her face
she'll come back & drown
all refugees in the sea
of running town

a thousand curses
full speed ahead

laughter rebounds & strangles
that sound in running town

Pointing Bone

written by (©)
from the fury pit, a reek of misery
like a trumpet groan, tornado moan
the splendor splits like a golden skin
he and the wizards cry like hummingbirds
in treasure glows, your weeping wings
and a slaughter grins, on a pleasure spike
when held on high by the riverside
like a torn-throat child
in a jackals hide
cool water dies, vile diamond eyes
silent in flamingo ease
distant in troubled trance
within a whirlpool, we're breaking our backs
the tears of the moon
the sweat of the sun
sacraficial hearts for a pointing bone

with a gorgons head and a coal of skulls
they're kindling fires in open wounds
pointing bone
in a jaguar skin, blood matted mane
beacons blaze toward a waning moon

Blow the House Down

written by (©)
weaving in his basket chair
'twist you round a lock of hair
made of straw -- the wicker man
made of straw -- I'll blow your house down
bishops falling from the windows
the lightening makes your hair stand on end

this dervish frenzy -- will make you run around
this dervish frenzy -- will turn your head around
blow the house down

stretching a rubber band miracles trip over
feel where we stand
shift the ground -- caterpillar man
crumbling castles in the sand
blow the house down

feebly we put our heads out of our foxy laire
we feel the chill from the night soare
standing in the storm -- waiting for the flash to crash
counting seconds before we turn to ash

it's getting nearer ...
blow the house down
this dervish frenzy -- will turn your head around

standing on the stairs that want to fall down
it's getting nearer don't turn your head around
made of straw
a lighted match
burn the house down
turn your head around
pillars of salt watch as it all burns down
down to the ground
blow the house down

The Thorn

released October, 1984

Overground

written by (©)

Voices

written by (©)

Placebo Effect

written by (©)

Red Over White

written by (©)
the woods and the town
covered in snow
all transformed to a fairytale
like the fresh page of a book opened up
ready
waiting
for the story to begin
for you're all in a scene
objects in black ink
fringed in white
breathing and living
and anticipating
a colour
all transformed to a fairytale
unreal and inviting
inviting you to step in
and follow the path neverending

you're now leaving
imprints
and somehow expecting
expecting someone

maybe the prince in disguise
suffering a snow queen curse
but you're wrong of course
it's in reverse

out in the snow
muffled
the last silent night
the last sacrifice
red running over white
red running over white
red
running over white
red
running over white
running red
over white
running red
over white

red over white
red over white
red
over white

running red over white
running red over white
all (oh?) red over white
running red
over white
running red
over white
red over white
red over white
all (oh?) red
over white

all (oh?) red
over white

Cities in Dust

released October, 1985

Cities in Dust

written by (©)

Cities in Dust (Eruption mix)

written by (©)

Cities in Dust (remix)

written by (©)

Cities in Dust (LP version)

written by (©)

An Execution

written by (©)

Quarterdrawing of the Dog

written by (©)

Candyman

released February, 1986

Candyman

written by (©)

Lullaby

written by (©)

Umbrella

written by (©)

Tinderbox

released April, 1986

Candyman

written by (©)
Sickly sweet, his poison seeks
for the young ones who don't understand
the danger on his hands
with a jaundiced wink see his cunning seek
oh trust in me my pretty one
come walk with me my helpless one

Candyman

Syrup lies upon your tongue
gelatine saliva spills
the flash of a guillotine a smile

Candyman - oh candyman

No pity for him, their misery screams
unspeakable things

A cool missile, yes it's in his smile
with open arms to welcome you
beware the masked pretender
he always lies, this candyman
those lips conspire in treachery
to strike in cloak and dagger see

Candyman - oh candyman

And all the children, he warns "don't tell"
those threats are sold
with their guilt and shame they think they're to blame

For candyman - oh candyman
The Sweetest Chill
Hearing you - in my sleep
feeling you - your cadence sleeps
whispering in flashback - the spectres of your memories
fall in glistening showers - such a tender descent
intones this haunting lament

The Sweetest Chill

written by (©)
Fearing you - but calling your name
icy breath - encases my skin
fingers like a fountain of needles
shiver along my spine
and rain down so divine

The sweetest chill

A drowning so sublime - spins in a heavenly climb

Calling you - tears thaw my sleep
wanting you - this hoary web is weaved
from this strange confusion
grows a perverse communication
it enthralls me and coils me around

The sweetest chill

Enchantment ebbs and whirls - the sweetest chill
enchantment ebbs and whirls - oh the thrill

The sweetest chill
This Unrest
This unrest beats out my breath
disconnected thoughts jangle in a mess

This Unrest

written by (©)
This unrest crucifies my chest
without anaesthetic it cuts
through timourous flesh

This unrest beats out my breath......

This unrest beats in my chest
discordant limbs watch unimpressed
at the aimless walk the mindless talk
the pictures leap out and dance for me
they laugh at me

As your bitterness closes in
You're feeling very old again
ah just to sleep, without these thoughts
but the angels shout, resurrecting doubts

Ah we meet again, my trusty friend
demanding new favours for old time's sake
inside this captive frame
come and claim your liberty

Cities in Dust

written by (©)
Metal and flesh will fuse today
these visions jump out and blast my days
clean away......
Cities In Dust
Water was running; children were running
you were running out of time
under the mountain, a golden fountain
were you praying at the lares shrine?

But oh your city lies in dust, my friend

We found you hiding - we found you lying
choking on the dirt and sand
your former glories and all the stories
dragged and washed with eager hands

But oh your city lies in dust, my friend

Hot and burning - in your nostrils
pouring down your gaping mouth
your molten bodies - blanket of cinders
caught in the throes......

And your city lies in dust
Cannons
Troubled weather's on its way
tempests threaten us today
there's no respite, from long dark nights
just the fantasy of spring

Cannons

written by (©)
From the hailstones of summer
to a scorching winter land
a frozen death sleep, then this heat
beats down on this buckled land

Flames lick closer to the core
from city limits fireball
and in a headless chicken run
race red and screaming fire engines
then the canons came

Near the brooding sky
beneath its baleful eye
the cannon shot, the cannon crack
disturbing night dreams

People fled in droves
to the lakes and to the shores
left behind a near ghost town
save the life of the cannons resounding
still there was no rain

Once more in the line of fire
hovers the preying sky
the cannons aim jabs at the eye
heralding the rain.....

Party's Fall

written by (©)
Party's Fall
Your parties fall around you
another night beckons to you
your parties fall around you
another night beckons to you

Shadows loom as you resist the gloom
faded hues issue forth and bloom

A bed of leaves for a lover
awake with a kiss and rise asunder
and when the party's over
you retreat in a realm of slumber

In your mind crystal lights rebound
wheels spin round and you hear the sound
of autumn's call at party's fall

Through rose-tinted glass you still remember
the gladness, not sadness, only laughter

In your mind vicious lights rebound
wheels spin round and you hear the sound
of autumn's call a party's fall

The smile in the mirror grows weaker
the laughter you heard is growing fainter

Your parties fall around you
the night forgets to rouse you
your party's fall astounds you
an aura of sadness abounds you

92 Degrees

written by (©)
Glad rags sigh
maybe you're alone inside, don't hide
hurting all the time, hurting deep inside, don't cry
My happiness depends on knowing this friend is never alone
on your own
a party on our own
we'll have a party on our own inside
no sighs
92°
The day drags by like a wounded animal
the approaching disease 92°
the blood in our veins and the brains in our head
the approaching unease 92°

Long ago in the headlines, they noticed it too
but too late for the loved ones and nearly for you.....

Shaky lines - on the horizon
shaky thoughts - invade each person
watch the red line - creeping upwards
watch the sanity line weaken
the volcanic depths of hade's ocean
bubble under, these crazed eruptions
it wriggles and writhes and bites within
just below the sweating skin

I wondered when this would happen again
now I watch the red line, reach that number again
the blood in our veins ant the brains in our head.....

Drink the water with jagged glass
eat the cactus with bleeding mouth
not 91 or 93, but 92 fahrenheit degrees

Shaky lines - on the horizon
shaky thoughts - invade each person
not 91 or 93 but 92 fahrenheit degrees
Lands End
Come take this hand at twilight's door
I'll meet you there, we'll share the moonlit floor
through the driving rain, colours run in veins
ozone fills the air, two figures disappear

Come let's take flight, let's quit this scene tonight
whilst they sleep on endless, in their wrecked designs
sleep on endless in your wrecked designs

Moths touched by flame repeat their fatal game
forever and eternally, the cliffs around the crashing sea
unsolved and endless, wait for me

Undulating far below where lucid waters flow
their faces deem to know......

Lands End

written by (©)
Where the land falls to an end
this hidden tale begins
take a walk with me, down by the sea
take a walk with me
down by the sea
An Execution
This is what you saw......
The unsuspecting horse was held fast to the ground
whilst some soldiers slit open its belly
the guilty gypsy was shoved inside the horse's belly
with only his head protruding from the dying
beast. Another soldier then sewed up the wound
with the culprit inside, condemned to die, along
with the putrefying animal, screaming
Lullaby
The lunacy will leave the day
luminous in flight
as the moon spits out
in jagged beams another night
wrap around this brilliant veil
tranquil and unbroken
as you spiral down
a world of clay and taut convulsion
the dream swan spins
and cartwheel turns
down deep within your violet slide
the sun begins to rise
shaking down its morning swords to thaw your frozen eyes
the dream swan spins
and so conceal the heart that aches and yearns
hush awhile
sleepless child
I'll be watching over you
Umbrella
Away from the dying rain, far away
from pain washed drains
under the darkening skies
now under the protecting lines
beneath these unloved crimes
relief is a gentle sigh
dissolve these eyes so I may cry

This Wheel's on Fire

released January, 1987

This Wheel's on Fire

written by (©)

This Wheel's on Fire (Incendiary mix)

written by (©)

This Wheel's on Fire (7" version)

written by (©)

This Wheel's on Fire (LP version)

written by (©)

Shooting Sun

written by (©)

Sleepwalking (On the High Wire)

written by (©)

She Cracked

written by (©)

The Passenger

released March, 1987

The Passenger

written by (©)

The Passenger (Lllllocomotion mix)

written by (©)

The Passenger (edited version)

written by (©)

The Passenger (LP version)

written by (©)

She's Cuckoo

written by (©)

Something Blue

written by (©)

Through the Looking Glass

released March, 1987

This Town Ain't Big Enough for the Both of Us

written by (©)
Zoo time is she and you time The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers This town ain't big enough for both of us And it ain't me who's gonna leave Flying domestic flying And when the stewardess is near do not show any fear Heartbeat increasing heartbeat You are a khaki-coloured bombadier it's Hiroshima that you're nearing This town ain't big enough for both of us And it ain't me who's gonna leave Daily, exept for Sunday You dawdle in to the cafe where you meet her each day Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat As twenty cannibals have hold of you, they need their protein just like you do This town ain't big enough for both of us And it ain't me who's gonna leave Shower, another shower You've got to look your best for her and be clean everywhere Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat The rain is pouring on the foreign town, the bullets cannot cut you down This town ain't big enough for both of us And it ain't me who's gonna leave Census, the latest census There'll be more girls who live in town though not enough to go ground Hearbeat, increasing heartbeat You know that : This town isn't big enough, not big enough for both of us This town isn't big enough, not big enough for both of us And I ain't gonna leave

Hall of Mirrors

written by (©)
The young man stepped into the hall of mirrors Where he discovered a reflection of himself Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass Sometimes he saw his real face And sometimes a stranger at his place Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass He fell in love with the image of himself and suddenly the picture was distorted Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass He made up the person he wanted to be And changed into a new personality Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass The artist is living in the mirror With the echoes of himself Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass

Trust in Me

written by (©)
(aka The Python's Song) (in "The Jungle Book", by Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman) Trust in me, just in me Shut your eyes and trust in me You can sleep safe and sound Knowing I am around Slip into silent slumber Sail on a silver mist Slowly and surely your senses Will cease to resist Trust in me, just in me Shut your eyes and trust in me

This Wheel's on Fire

written by (©)
If your mem'ry serves you well, We were goin' to meet again and wait, So I'm goin' to unpack all my things And sit before it gets too late. No man alive will come to you With another tale to tell, But you know that we shall meet again If your mem'ry serves you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode! If your mem'ry serves you well, I was goin' to confiscate your lace, And wrap it up in a sailor's knot And hide it in your case. If I knew for sure that it was yours . . . But it was oh so hard to tell. But you knew that we would meet again, If your mem'ry serves you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode! If your mem'ry serves you well, You'll remember you're the one That called on me to call on them To get you your favors done. And after ev'ry plan had failed And there was nothing more to tell, You knew that we would meet again, If your mem'ry served you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode!

Strange Fruit

written by (©)
Southern trees bear strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south, The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh, Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is fruit for the crows to pluck, For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop, Here is a strange and bitter cry.

You're Lost Little Girl

written by (©)
You're lost little girl You're lost little girl You're lost Tell me who Are you? I think that you know what to do Impossible? Yes, but it's true I think that you know what to do, yeah I'm sure that you know what to do You're lost little girl You're lost little girl You're lost Tell me who Are you? I think that you know what to do Impossible? Yes, but it's true I think that you know what to do, girl I'm sure that you know what to do You're lost little girl You're lost little girl You're lost...

The Passenger

written by (©)
I am a passenger And I ride and I ride I ride through the city's backside I see the stars come out of the sky Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky You know it looks so good tonight I am a passenger I stay under glass I look through my window so bright I see the stars come out tonight I see the bright and hollow sky Over the city's a rip in the sky And everything looks good tonight Singin' la la la la la-la-la la La la la la la-la-la la La la la la la-la-la la la-la Get into the car We'll be the passenger We'll ride through the city tonight See the city's ripped insides We'll see the bright and hollow sky We'll see the stars that shine so bright The sky was made for us tonight Oh the passenger How how he rides Oh the passenger He rides and he rides He looks through his window What does he see? He sees the sided hollow sky He see the stars come out tonight He sees the city's ripped backsides He sees the winding ocean drive And everything was made for you and me All of it was made for you and me 'cause it just belongs to you and me So let's take a ride and see what's mine Singing... Oh, the passenger He rides and he rides He sees things from under glass He looks through his window's eye He sees the things he knows are his He sees the bright and hollow sky He sees the city asleep at night He sees the stars are out tonight And all of it is yours and mine And all of it is yours and mine Oh, let's ride and ride and ride and ride... Singing...

Gun

written by (©)
Me and my partner we work on the run The quick try to get quicker And the creepers get hung Now it's you that got wasted tonight on the job One lost his liquor And the other lost his hand Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink But nothin' saw nothin' - just smell the stink Five hundred mugshots and a hundred to one Four forgotten and the rest just won't come When you've begun to think like a gun The rest of the year has already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone. Blood on the windows and blood on the walls Blood on the ceiling and down in the halls And the papers keep pounding on everything I burned And the people getting restless but they'll never learn I picked up a doctor - he's good with a knife Says anaesthetic's a waste of his time Works in a hurry but always worthwhile Knows they won't be back for a long long time Top of the staircase was ready to fall We were still waiting downstairs in the hall Watch out for big mama, she'll set you on fire Or go for your neck with the chicken wire When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone Once you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have already gone Mother of plenty, mother of none You've got me cornered and still on the run I don't care nothing about you anyway Stuck in this hole I'm on my way Yeah when you've begun to live like a gun The days of the year have already gone When you've begun to think like a gun The days of the year have suddenly gone

Sea Breezes

written by (©)
I've been thinking now for a long time How to go my own seperate way It's a shame to think about yesterday a shame We've been running round in our present state Hoping help would come from above But even angels there make the same mistakes in love Now that we are lonely Life seems to get hard Alone what a word lonely Alone it makes me cry Thought-train set in motion Wheels in and around Express our emotion Tracks up then it cracks down

Little Johnny Jewel

written by (©)

Song From the Edge of the World

released July, 1987

Song From the Edge of the World

written by (©)

Song From the Edge of the World (Columbus mix)

written by (©)

The Whole Price of Blood

written by (©)

Mechanical Eyes

written by (©)

Peek-a-Boo

released July, 1988

Peek-a-Boo

written by (©)

Peek-a-Boo (Stockhausen & Waterphone Mix) Instrumental

written by (©)

Peek-a-Boo (Silver Dollar Mix)

written by (©)

Peek-a-Boo (Big Spender Mix)

written by (©)

False Face

written by (©)

Catwalk

written by (©)

Peepshow

released September, 1988

Peek-a-Boo

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
Creeping up the backstairs
Slinking into dark stalls
Shapeless and slumped in bathchairs
Furtive eyes peep out of holes
She has many guises
She'll do what you want her to
Playing dead and sweet submission
Cracks the whip deadpan on cue
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo

Reeking like a pigsty
Peeling back and gagging free
Flaccid ego in your hand
Chokes on dry tears, can you understand?
She's jeering at the shadows
Sneering behind a smile
Lunge and thrust to pout and pucker
Into the face of the beguiled

Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those peepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?

Strobe lights pump and flicker
Dry lips crack out for more
`Come bite on this rag doll, baby!
That's right, now hit the floor'
They're sneaking out the back door
She gets up from all fours
Rhinestone fools and silver dollars
Curdle into bitter tears

Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those peepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?

The Killing Jar

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
Down where this ugly man
Seeks his sustenance
Down in the blue, midnight flare
A glass hand cuts through the water
Scything into his twisted roots
Then from his eyes
Spring fireflies
Breathing life
Into a roaring disguise

Needles and sins, sins and needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes to gashes
Hand around the killing jar

A soft hoodwink of shadow
The size of make-believe
Punches through his spike of rage
A glass hand cuts through the water
Snuffing out the magic fury

Then from inside
Bolt lightning cries
Swiftly crushed
The final, muffled sighs

Needles and sins, sins and needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes to gashes
Hand around the killing jar

Scarecrow

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
He trembles in the bitter wind
Until it's time for us to speak
Whilst others here are sleeping sound
I'll slip away by floorboard creak
Upon the hill he'll hear my secrets
Shock the colours to bleach inside
Whilst others there are sleeping sound
Just we two will confide

Listen to his body moan
Make a wish and send us home
To spin the gold and silver stitches
We can turn his rags to riches

With frosty Jack on fingernail
Thro' shoe black smile he'll tell-a-tale
Come whisper thro' your lips of straw
A moment torn forever more

Listen to his body groan
Make a wish and send us home
To spin the gold and silver stitches
We can turn his rags to riches

My so-called friends say you're not alive
I'll bake their bones for telling lies
Then pull the pastry from the pie
And pour the gravy in their eye

Listen to his body moan
Make a wish and send us home
To spin the gold and silver stitches
We can turn his rags to riches

Carousel

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
You clamber up
And look behind
Their watchful eyes
The helping hands
A hen that's fierce
And painted eyes
Wants to swallow you

A dragon dies and soars on tracks
The hands that strap you to it's back
You turn around and look behind
Their smiling eyes
Won't help you down

Their tiny hands
Their tiny feet
Such little hearts
To miss a beat

Grotesque dwarves in mirrored rooms
Pulled and taut - a thousand yous
Staring back through stinging tears
Remembering those funhouse thrills

The paintbox tunes and wild balloons
Their watchful eyes - you start to swoon
Oh painted vile in lurid hue
The snarling horse that waits for you

Its motor whirrs and colours curl
Inside your head the monsters whirl
It's motor whirs and colours curl
Inside your head the monsters whirl

In sucked out
Time stood still
Roundaboutback
Carousel
Time stood still
And you remember it well
Carousel

Burn-Up

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
A crumpled future in your fist
The killing streak ascends sun kissed
And the firestarter from within
Pokes out from fever blistered grin
King Salamander that's his name
A desert maker that's his aim
The benign cremator, branding iron in his hand
Eager and willing to torch the land

All fire and brimstone
This jack-o-lantern
He likes to watch the buildings burn

His ardour smoulders, phosphorous flies
He radiates with urgence to hypnotise
Stoke the furnace, feed his need
This thirst for fire is all he seeks
He's the blazing rubber making tracks
The blue touch paper at your back

All fire and brimstone
This salamander king
He basks while all around him burns

`Giddy-up, burn-up, not fade away'
These words ignite and pave his way
`Giddy-up, burn-up, stoke it up and turn it up'
He sings these words in fervid frame

All fire and brimstone
This jack-o-lantern
He likes to watch the pyres burn

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick

Ornaments of Gold

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
Silver couches to recline upon
And ornaments of gold
Silver moonbeams dance in fountains
Below shining citadels
Surrounded by silver gates ascending silver stairs
Eureka on angelic prayer wafts in and scents the air
With ornaments of gold
To warm my soul from the growing cold
Ornaments of gold

We can drink from silver vessels
We can feed from silver bowls
Then I'll give you gilded treasures
Annointed by intoxicating oils
Drenched in riches unimaginable
Your splendour drips with jewels that are so beautiful

And ornaments of gold
Warm my soul from the growing cold

Adorable rewardable you
From head to toe I'd love to cover you
And smother you in ornaments of gold

In honeydew I'd love to cover you
Oh lover do bring

Ornaments of gold
Protect our hearts from this cruel world
Ornaments of gold

Turn to Stone

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
High above
The sickle moon
All senseless thought
Slips and drowns
A place, a time
Gone out of mind
Reaction swims
The opal tide

Ferry me down - leave well alone
Ferry me down - turn to stone

Here within
My phantom flesh
Welcome in
The glowing guest
Far inside
The absolute
Instinct leaves
Us standing mute

Ferry me down - leave well alone
Ferry me down - turn to stone

Heaven sent
Some dark marvel
Fool's gold
As cold as marble

High above
The sickle moon
Your hidden dreams
Chill and swoon
A place, a time
Gone out of sight
Pulse the blood
Statue of light

Ferry me down - leave well alone
Ferry me down - turn to stone

Rawheads and Bloodybones

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
Bad word,
Or bad deed,
Unpunished invites grief,
Here's
Rawhead and Bloodybones

Reaching from
Dark cupboard
Crouching under stair,
Lurking in chimney,
Pond or well

We're down here,
Held here
Dragged here
And drowned here by
Rawhead and Bloodybones

Pop-eyed,
Horns,
bushy-tailed
Long teeth and
Claws as well
Rawhead and
Bloodybones

The Last Beat of My Heart

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
In the sharp gust of love
My memory stirred
A garland of shame
It's thorn my only delight
War-town, afraid to speak
We dare to breathe

Majestic
Imperial
A bridge of sighs
Solitude sails
In a wave of forgiveness
On angel's wings

Reach out your hands
Don't turn your back
Don't walk away
How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
Close to you
'Til the last beat
Of my heart

At the close of day
The sunset cloaks
These words in shadowplay
Here and now, long and loud
My heart cries out
And the naked bone of an echo says
Don't walk away

Reach out your hands
I'm just a step away
How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
Close to you
'Til the last beat
Of my heart

How in the world
Can I wish for this?
Never to be torn apart
'Til the last beat
'Til the last fleeting beat
Of my heart

Rhapsody

written by Siouxsie and the Banshees (©1988 Polydor Ltd (UK))
In the soil of our sadness
Hear our hearts bell a serenade
A Faint choir tenderly shaping
A lament... a hollow refuge
In the blood of the twinkling sky
Breathing in air drunk dry
There was once a time of rapture
All is lost... a pale gleaming

Across this crooked land
Runs a crooked man
Our loved ones die
Under the hammer
Of the soviet sun

Nothing can erase this night
But there's still light with you
Rhapsody...
And we, we can never see the sun
There's still light with you, rhapsody
And I have seen all I want to
And I have felt all I want to
Rhapsody
Rhapsody...
But we can dream all we want to
Yes, we can dream all we want to
Rhapsody, oh rhapsody
And I have seen all I want to
And I have felt all I want to
But we can dream all we want to
Yes, we can dream all we want to
Rhapsody
Rhapsody...
In the soil of our sadness
Hear our hearts bell a serenade
A Faint choir tenderly shaping
A lament... a hollow refuge
Rhapsody
Oh, rhapsody
Rhapsody
Oh, rhapsody
There's still light with you rhapsody...
But we can dream all we want to
Yes, we can dream all we want to
Rhapsody
Oh, rhapsody
Rhapsody

The Killing Jar

released September, 1988

The Killing Jar

written by (©)

Something Wicked

written by (©)

Are You Still Dying Darling?

written by (©)

The Killing Jar (Lepidopteristic Mix)

written by (©)

The Last Beat of My Heart

released December, 1988

The Last Beat of My Heart

written by (©)

El Dia de Los Muertos

written by (©)
It's all so
I hear you so
It's all so     can i come to play

the unadored one
here today


los muertos

ay ay ay

el

kiss them ground


shake my tree
embrace me

shower me?

there is more to life
there is more

shining
a thousand

twirls

diablo
muerte
esta    mundo

buenos noches

hasta luego

see you in heaven or see you in hell
all will be heaven
all will be well

buenos noches

hasta luego

see you in heaven or see you in hell
all will be heaven
all will be well

diablo
muerto
esta es
musica
mundo

Sunless

written by (©)

El Dia de Los Muertos (Espiritu Mix)

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me

released May, 1991

Kiss Them for Me

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me (Snapper mix)

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me (Kathak mix)

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me (Loveappella Mix)

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me (Ambient Mix)

written by (©)

Staring Back

written by (©)

Return

written by (©)

Superstition

released June, 1991

Kiss Them for Me

written by (©)
It glittered and it gleamed
for the arriving beauty queen
a ring and a car
now you're the prettiest by far
No party she'd not attend
no invitation she wouldn't send
transfixed by the inner sound
of your promise to be found

"Nothing or no-one will ever
make me let you down"

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- if I am delayed

It's divoon, oh it's serene
in the fountains pink champagne
someone carving their devotion
in the heart shaped pool of fame

"Nothing or no-one will ever
make me let you down"

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

On the road to New Orleans
a spray of stars hit the screen
as the 10th impact shimmered
the forbidden candles beamed

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

Kiss them for me -- Kiss them for me

Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

Fear (of the Unknown)

written by (©)
I get the feeling -- I'm not alone
I get the feeling -- it's someone I don't know
Do you ever have the strange sensation
when you're standing mighty tall
to jump from 17 floors and crash into freefall

but then fear takes control -- fear of the unknown

Imagine two complete strangers
who suspect they were meant to be
both in need of love and affection
yet their suspicions prevent something heavenly

Fear takes control -- fear of the unknown

Aware of what will hurt you
you're prepared to remain this way
so sad yet safe with your afflictions
afraid to start a brand new day

We all get the strangest feeling
when we're standing mighty tall
to jump from 17 floors and crash into freefall

but then fear carries all -- fear of the unknown
fear takes its toll -- fear of the unknown

Aware of what will hurt you
you're prepared to remain this way
so sad yet safe with your afflictions
afraid to start a brand new day

Cry

written by (©)
Cry for the bird with broken wings
Cry for the world that will not spin
Cry for the loss of innocense
Cry for a love, turned loveless
Sometimes I think of you, when I'm alone

Oh no Cry ...

Nothing will ever be the same
all is ruined and put to shame
tears and stars are one and the same
when I look up through my focused lens

But sometimes I think of you, when I'm alone

Oh no Cry ... tears and stars confide, collide then die
Deep inside tears run dry, but I cry and cry.

Tiger skins and elephant tusks
in guilted mountains seep disgust
I look at you and I want to speak
for once in a while be a man and weep
'cos all the dolphins and whales have gone
all good tidings and hopes have blown
all our nightmares are flying home
and it's too late to do anything but ...

Cry ... tears and stars confide, collide then die
deep inside tears run dry, but I cry and cry
Cry ...

Drifter

written by (©)
drifter -- sleepwalk
drifter -- sleeptalk
awake to who is following
moving -- like water
moving -- drifting on the wind
a drifter coming in
then I dreamt that I awoke
and all around was asleep
with eyes in the back of my head
awake to who is following,

... drifter coming in
never touching down -- never leaving ground
a twilight world in which we roam
still we don't belong -- drift on

At daybreak -- we walk
At daybreak -- we talk
ready to tear up the world

drifter -- sleepwalk
drifter -- sleeptalk
your everywhere is home
yet you never take hold
wanting to live everywhere
not wanting to live anywhere
a twilight world in which you roam
still you won't belong -- drift on

Little Sister

written by (©)
Here I sit in paradise
my head between my hands
Little sister, break your vow
break down, the sacred side
little sister, break the rules
break me in two

Little sister, now you're gone
let's just say it's a mercy kill
but little sister, you've left me
howling at the moon

If you touched my heart
you might be surprised
you'd be paralysed

Will the free hand of captivity
heal all of this brutality?

If you touched my heart
A truth might lie disguised
you'd be paralyzsed

If you touched my heart
you might be surprised
you'd be paralyzsed

just once, little sister
just once ...

Shadowtime

written by (©)
The voice asleep, the voice has vanished
from the top of the sky to the place below
touch the surface and the mirror bends
your words resound, out of control
freeze into time now

Still inside, yet doubt survives
it all begins, beneath the skin
No-one is near, no-one will hear
your changeling song take shape
in Shadowtime

Turn your wish to a vapour, the silhouette fades
eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains
from the house of the moon to the stars up above
amidst the comets, first sight of love

so begins the countdown

Falling sky, a solar sigh
it all begins, beneath the skin
No-one is near, no-one will hear
your changeling song takes shape
in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --

Catching fire, taking hold
all that glisters leaves you cold
No-one is near, no-one will head
your changeling song take shape
in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --

Silly Thing

written by (©)
Alone and left to ponder everything
alone and left to puzzle out all the pain
such a silly, silly, silly thing
you must catch it and cease it while you can
Accusations flying -- colliding cheek to cheek
button up your lip and think before you speak
Oh see him fly into a rage
see her crying in her tantrum cage
too blind to halt this stupid game

Silly thing

Now all that's left is a feeling very grim
alone and left to think about the stupid thing
Yes, she would fly into a rage
and he would cry in his tantrum cage
a replay of this dumb charade

Silly thing

I mis-understood you -- I buried my head in sand
please accept my feelings of remorse and take my hand
Such a sully thing can destroy a man
for such a silly thing to come between such friends
is hard to imagine or believe

Silly thing

Got to Get Up

written by (©)
Got to get up, get into life
got to get up and live this life
got to get up and win this life
No more looking down -- look up
skyward up your eyes -- devour the sun Now!

Gonna shake my bones gonna shed my skin
shake out what's mine, shake out this thing
I'm gonna shake my bones, gonna shed my skin
shake out what's mine, shake out this thing

I've been here too long -- now I'm up
skyward up this song -- devour the sun Now!

Bad luck you say -- it's just not your day
but you've got to reach out -- grab your destiny
kick up the dust -- kick up a storm
kick out the past and take control

There's no-one else -- it's up to you
are you gonna wake up, or cry boo hoo?

No-one else but you can rise up
you know what to do got to get up
No more looking down -- look up
Come and claim your crown -- got to get up
Got to get up

Silver Waterfalls

written by (©)
clouds roll by overhead
like giant rays coast a dried up ocean bed
dancing winds blow a parody
of swirling currents in a long forgotten sea
shimmer glimmer
shimmer on me
the sparkling souls of dreaming children call
shimmer glimmer
shimmer on me
in streets that shine like silver waterfalls

in your eyes in the skies
in the blood burning indian sunrise
shimmer on me (in sleep we grow)

we were here long ago
and now we roam like ghostly buffalo
first two lies then two tears
subtle curves, now glistening souvenirs

in your eyes in the skies
in the blood burning indian sunrise
shimmer on me (awake and glow)

shivering in silver waterfalls
anoint me in silver waterfalls

Softly

written by (©)
Softly into your broken veins
Softly into these broken dreams
Will you ever come home?
Will you ever be found?
Standing on shattered windowpane
softly I whisper your name
concealed in bedclothes of frosting cold
Softly the snowflakes start to fall
fleecing the velvet skin
Suspended in frozen time
Icicles slowly drip outside
to the rhythm of your wounds here inside
I entered your dream, I entered your scheme
Softly to swim inside your veins
Softly in rippling cellophane
to float and glide in time
to the rushing in your brain
I wanted your lips, yes I wanted your kiss
So softly the moment had flown
My body outside yours
softly collects the falling snow
and disappears far away
so softly

The Ghost in You

written by (©)
You awoke in a burning paperhouse
from the infinite fields
of dreamless sleep
You return to Tiannammen
an eyewitness in a shroud
to see them fall, feel them yield
reliving the terror of the crowd
Hold the whirlwind, don't let it blow
just for a moment I seemed to know
Hold the whirlwind, don't let it blow
I seemed to know the ghost in you

The whisper of your scream
sighed through the air
and faith-the flag is torn and frayed
inferno heat, glory in flame
love was beaten and betrayed

In every step I hear your sobbing
dare I break the shade with one caress?
dare I trespass to lift the veil
to touch the lips so soft and frail?

Hold the whirlwind, don't let it blow
I seemed to know the ghost in you

Your captive heart, the belief you share
with a kiss eternal, the spirits of the square

Hold the whirlwind, don't let it blow
hope remains with the ghost in you
Hold the whirlwind, don't let it blow
I seemed to know the ghost in you

don't let it blow
the ghost in you
the ghost in you

Shadowtime

released July, 1991

Shadowtime

written by (©)

Shadowtime (Eclipse Mix)

written by (©)

Spiral Twist

written by (©)

Sea of Light

written by (©)

Fear (of the Unknown)

released November, 1991

Fear (of the Unknown)

written by (©)

Spiral Twist

written by (©)

I Could Be Again

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) (Vertigo Mix)

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) CHR Mix

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) Urban Fear Edit

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) LP Version

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) House of Fear 7"

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) Vertigo Mix

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) Urban Fear Extended

written by (©)

Fear (Of the Unknown) House of Fear Extended

written by (©)

Face to Face

released July, 1992

Face to Face

written by (©)
Face to face
my lovely foe
Mouth to mouth
raining heaven's blows
Hand on heart
tic tac toe
Under the stars
naked as we flow
Cheek to cheek
the bitter sweet
Commit your crime in your deadly time

Commit your crime in your deadly time
It's too divine
I want to bend
I want this bliss but something says I must resist

Another life
another time
We're Siamese twins writhing intertwined
Face to face
no telling lies
The masks they slide to reveal a new disguise

You never can win
it's the state I'm in
This danger thrills and my conflict kills
They say follow your heart
follow it through
But how can you
when you're split in two?

And you'll never know
You'll never know

One more kiss
before we die
Face to face
and dream of flying
Who are you?
who am I?
Wind in wings
two angels falling
To die like this
with a last kiss
It's falsehood's flame
it's a crying shame
Face to face
the passions breathe
I hate to stay but then I hate to leave

And you'll never know
You'll never know . . .

Face to Face (Catatonic Mix)

written by (©)

Face to Face (7" remix)

written by (©)

I Could Be Again

written by (©)

Hothead

written by (©)

Sea of Light

written by (©)

Twice Upon a Time

released October, 1992

Fireworks

written by (©)

Slowdive

written by (©)

Melt!

written by (©)

Dear Prudence

written by (©)

Swimming Horses

written by (©)

Dazzle

written by (©)

Overground

written by (©)

Cities in Dust

written by (©)

Candyman

written by (©)

This Wheel's on Fire

written by (©)

The Passenger

written by (©)

Peek-a-Boo

written by (©)

The Killing Jar

written by (©)

The Last Beat of My Heart (Live)

written by (©)

Kiss Them for Me

written by (©)

Shadowtime

written by (©)

Fear (of the Unknown) (Remix)

written by (©)

Face to Face

written by (©)

O Baby

released December, 1994

O Baby

written by (©)

O Baby (Manhattan Mix)

written by (©)

O Baby (LP version)

written by (©)

B Side Ourselves

written by (©)

Swimming Horses

written by (©)

All Tomorrow's Parties

written by (©)

The Rapture

released January, 1995

O Baby

written by (©)

Tearing Apart

written by (©)

Stargazer

written by (©)

Fall From Grace

written by (©)

Not Forgotten

written by (©)

Sick Child

written by (©)

Lonely One

written by (©)

Falling Down

written by (©)

Forever

written by (©)

The Rapture

written by (©)

The Double Life

written by (©)

Love Out Me

written by (©)

Stargazer

released February, 1995

Stargazer

written by (©)

Stargazer Mambo Sun Mix

written by (©)

Stargazer Planet Queen Mix

written by (©)

Stargazer Mark Saunders Mix

written by (©)

Hang Me High

written by (©)

Black Sun

written by (©)

Dizzy

released July, 2002, Seven Year Itch tour limited edition

Dizzy version 1

written by siouxsie and the banshees, lyrics by sioux (© 2002 Wonderland)
Scorpio rising on the horizon
Thunder tumbling in from the mountains
Harpy sirens strangle silence
A piece of mind left dying
Dizzy
Oh, so dizzy
Dizzy
Oh, so dizzy

Below the waves, below their grace
Your hair is gorgeous
Dancing harmonics
Dancing hypnotic
Left dying
Oh, dizzy
Oh, dizzy
Oh, dizzy
Oh, dizzy
Oh, dizzy
Oh, so dizzy
Oh, dizzy
Oh