| A Lyrics |
| ABANDON | ANOTHER DAY | |
| I watched the nightbird fly so low The burning men their heads aglow Feast or famine reap or sow Your interpretation says it all I say Abandon I say Abandon You`ve got no blood in your veins Everything you`ve done you`ve feined I cut my teeth on a bed of wire I sold my soul for my hearts desire I say Abandon I say Abandon I say Abandon I say Abandon I get so scared of my own damn vision I step back revise my position Yeah I know it`s all my own decision I said I know it`s all my own decision I say Abandon I say Abandon I say Abandon I say Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon Abandon .... |
Another day just to soothe this madness Another day on my own I look around just to see rain and sadness Don`t you look back not too soon Another day Can`t last forever I`ll just walk away From this forever I`m not so proud of these head and shoulders But much too proud to stand alone When you`re not here it`s like gravity is falling on me So here I stay in my room Another day Won`t last forever I`ll just walk away From this forever Another day spent in isolation Another day lost and gone I looked to you for some inspiration You walked away `n cut me down Another day Won`t last forever I`ll just walk away From this forever |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Damian O'Neill |
| B Lyrics |
| BELLY BUGS | BIG DECISION | |
| PLACEHOLDER | See my honey in the streets It`s desolate but where she likes to meet Economies gets weaker Reactionaries stronger As they get satisfaction on their knees You rather sail the ocean Than make A big Decision I won`t function anymore Plastic bullets shoot headlines in store Business men get richer Individual stronger Bells won`t ring when scum boot down the door You rather sail the ocean Than make A big Decision What you`ve gotta do In this day and age You gotta agitate Educate Organize Take the time to live Take the time to give You gotta agitate Educate Organize See my honey in the street It`s desolate but where she likes to meet I`d like to keep her Make her even sweeter For anyone who cares to be with me You rather sail the ocean Than make A big Decision You rather sail the ocean Than make A big Decision What you`ve gotta do In this day and age You gotta agitate Educate Organize Take the time to live Take the time to give You gotta agitate Educate Organize |
|
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| BIG HUMAN THING | BLINDSPOT | |
| PLACEHOLDER | Light a candle In your heart Watch it burn down Silently Try to recollect Your thoughts and fears As the flame dies They`re all to clear The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will When there`s no strenght Left in you No more time now For hopeless dreams Bleary eyes raise And start to fall To the sound Of tomorrow The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will On a freefall From innocence Subliminal wispers Crowd your room Forever haunted by Your own despair Your hopes evaporate Into thin air The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will When the day comes Still no one`s here So what`s the easy way To carry on Always reaching out For something else But in the smokescreen You`re lost again and again and again and again The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain |
| BLUE TO BLACK | THE BOTTOM LINE | |
| Mirror fragments that are staring back Livid lips and an eye that`s turning blue to black Cracked Sweaty walls that keep me company And the stink of perfume primes my memory Luxury Takes you in its arms won`t you honey hush Senses drawing skin that crawles and squirms to touch Crushed Whisper words into my mouth and bite Coming up for air and to suffocate delight Spite Mirror fragments that are staring back Livid lips and an eye that`s turning blue to black Cracked With an aftertaste so sweetly sour I embrace the shame as it hugs me cheek by jowl Howl |
So you want to break our spirit yeah So you want to sap our strength Seems to all intents and purposes That you`ll go to Any lenght Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my So you think you`re real superiour With some God given right To abuse Confuse Degrade Deride Despise And destroy God it`s been so long now Give us back our self respect Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la God it`s been so long now Give us back our self respect Ooooh Haaaaaaaaaah Ooooh So long God it`s been so long now Give us back our self respect Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la God it`s been so long now God it`s been So long now Give us back our self respect Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la oh-my-my Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la |
|
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain |
| C Lyrics |
| CANDY LOVE SATELLITE | CAN'T STOP | |
| Whenever she comes Time it stands still Whatever she`s done Time it stands still The damage she`s done The damage she`s done Candy love satellite Whenever she comes There`s no reaction to me Whenever she comes She`s comes you can`t see The damage she`s done The damage she`s done Like some judge no reaction to me Candy love satellite When she puts her eyes on me Rocketships far as I can see Gotta watch my velocity I`m falling too fast she`s a hazard to me Heavenly she looks divine Moving past the speed of time My head`s in orbit My mouth is wet Look out now `Cos here she comes again Whatever she`s done There`s no protection for me Stranger than no fiction Like a stranger she seems The secrets she keeps Her mystery fueled By the secrets she keeps Candy love satellite Candy love satellite Candy love satellite |
I`ve had a masochistic kiss of death Of discontent wall to wall A hoodlum shrine for nothing more That went beyond the steel and call I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling But I was keen to do the perfect Not what Angels do discriminate Against black and white I`m alright And isn`t it time Your socks pulled up I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling It`s like some voyeuristic tradition Of naked hate More and more A feeble kind of subtlety That`s lost beneath veeners of shocks I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Steve Mack | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain |
| CATCH A FIRE | CELLOPHANE | |
| I`ve got a new lease of life My spirits are high I`m on course for the time of my life I`ve had to search to find So I`ve ducked and dived Through the flim flam that`s been flung my way Second guessing is fine But you should take my advice Don`t turn your back on what you know to be true Black lies make your white lies darker Black lies make your white lies darker I want to kiss the sky if I can reach that high Catch a fire in my burning hands What I`ve found is so good Make you shake in your shoes Leave you buzzing like a cheap TV Take you out of this world Might make your blood curdle Open doors and set your freedom free I want to kiss the sky if I can reach that high Catch a fire in my burning hands Got a new gift of sight so clear and so bright That leaves me dazzled like a newborn child I sensed a soar A glide across some great divide That left me speechless in the light of day I want to kiss the sky and I can reach that high Catch a fire in my burning hands Catch a fire in my burning hands Catch a fire Catch a fire |
In a world and in it`s sounds In any street in any town I go There`s a wreckage of desire Of feelings never hired or sold Where cellophane and thunder always come And the factories of fantasies belong I can only find the murder machine I can only find the murder machine From a notion of the times To the hoodlum kitchen minds that die From every mutant hour To those who have the power who don`t try Where the surplus sounds of sanity grow hoarse And an abject slave mentality gets worse I can only find the murder machine I can only find the murder machine |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| CHEAPSKATES | CHEMICRAZY | |
| As the day flickers And tastes of June Not a soul stares At a virgin moon And double breasted A pretty serious dude Commits an iceberg To hum those blues A hungry face Without a sound Listens the rhythms That are going down |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Mack / Marchini / McLaughlin / O'Gormain / O'Neill |
| CHESTER BURNETTE | CIRCUSVILLE | |
| All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be Burn it up Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys All I want to be All I want to be Burn it up Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys All I want to be All I want to be I`m crazy Don`t wanna die Make me lose and make me cry Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be Tear it up Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys All I want to be All I want to be Tear it up Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys All I want to be All I want to be I practice that Stumble and tow Cotton ball Don`t wanna let go Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys Burn it up All I want to be All I want to be Burn it up All I want to be All I want to be Burn it up All I want to be All I want to be Burn it up All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be All I want to be |
You think I should show some respect I`d rather tear down all I can wreck `Cause I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your eyes It`s dangerous to show you respect Poison is all that you`ve spread Are you proud of the bigots you`ve bred Don`t think for me Don`t think for me While you wallow in your nice clean bed Does your family kiss you goodbye Are those crocodile tears in your eyes Don`t look for me Don`t look for me When it`s the last time they kiss you bye bye You think I should show some respect I`d rather tear down all I can wreck `Cause I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your eyes It`s dangerous to show you respect Poison is all that you`ve spread Are you proud of those bigots you`ve bred Don`t think for me Don`t think for me While you wallow in your nice clean bed |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| COMPULSION | CREEPING TO THE CROSS | |
| Torn through a faded sky Sunk smoothly Your faded smile I know why I`ll bet you think that this is goodby Frail fragrance of compulsion Dark seeds of indignation and Fascination I said to always thank what I`ve done Confused where frightened hopes lie Let loose when silent dreams die I know why I never ment to break down and cry I know why I`ll bet you think that this is goodbye |
Ah ah Ah ah ... With a jingle And a jangle And a tingle And a tangle You can slip and slide You can slip and slide To eternity You can`t walk a tight rope Without a safety net Can't forget your tight fist Queuing for it's debt With some shame and sham And some blame and glam With some shame and sham And some blame and glam Tiptoeing west With blindfolds on Tiptoeing west With blindfolds on And I`d rather be the devil than go Creeping to the cross With a jingle And a jangle And a tingle And a tangle You can slip and slide You can slip and slide To eternity You can`t walk a tight rope Without a safety net Can't forget your tight fist Queuing for it's debt Ah ah Ah ah... And I`d rather be the devil than go Creeping to the cross Ah ah Ah ah... With some shame and sham And some blame and glam With some shame and sham And some blame and glam Tiptoeing west With blindfolds on Tiptoeing west With blindfolds on And I`d rather be the devil than go Creeping to the cross Ah ah Ah ah... |
|
| Words & Music : Damian O'Neill | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| D Lyrics |
| DANCE YOUR ASS OFF | THE DEADBEAT | |
| Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise You can dance You can dance You can dance all night You can dance You can dance You can dance all night And dance And dance And dance all night And dance And dance And dance all night Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise Aooh Making lotta noise Make a whole lotta noise You can dance You can dance You can dance all night You can dance You can dance You can dance all night Aooh Hey hey hey hey... Alright alright alright Gonna party all night Alright alright alright We're gonna party all night Let's dance And dance And party all night Let's dance And dance And party all night Aooh We're gonna party all night Let's party all night So let's party all night Hey hey hey hey... |
All this bump and grind can really rot your
mind Temptation desire on a taut livewire Artificial stimuli And all the tricks on which you so rely Will tear you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will tear you up All the tricks that you love so well Will tear you up You think it's quite alright to use your force and might Ridiculous and vain on a strung out plain Obviously such a tiny brain Your thoughts and actions leave a Nasty stain It'll burn you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will burn you up All the tricks that you know so well Will burn you up All this guilt and shame won't leave you quite the same Obnoxious so bold I watch this scene unfold Though arrogance is your calling card Forever after you'll be on your guard It'll use you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will use you up All the tricks that you learned so well Will tear you up Will use you up Will tear you up Will eat you up |
|
| Words & Music : H. Bohannon | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin |
| DETONATE MY DREAMS | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Name |
| E Lyrics |
| EVERY LITTLE BIT | PLACEHOLDER | |
| The factory fleshtones The neon green lines Either lovers or losers A million meantimes Darling I`ve fallen` But every bit hurts The great open skies Just make it seem worse The blankets are beaten The coffee`s grown cold A sweetheart complexion That never seems old Darling I`ve fallen` But every bit hurts The great open skies Just make it seem worse The lonely days The longest nights The simple things That make it right The lonely days The longest nights The simple things That make it right Darling I`ve fallen` But every bit hurts The great open skies Just make it seem worse Darling I`ve fallen` But every bit hurts The great open skies Just make it seem worse Darling I`ve fallen` But every bit hurts The great open skies Just make it seem worse |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Name |
| F Lyrics |
| FAT MOUTH CREED | FLESHPRINT | |
| I wasn't hoping for a guide Or your sycophantic point of view I thought i'd lost you on the slide Your malice sticking like a pot of glue How will you pay for all the times you said Eat your heart out Here's a plastic tray Fire and brimstone all hell's ablaze Take your trip now it's all the rage Join the fat mouth creed Clap your hands stamp your feet Curse the poor and the weak Celebrate your sick greed How will you pay for all the times you said Eat your heart out Here's a plastic tray Fire and brimstone all hell's ablaze Take your trip now it's all the rage Join the fat mouth creed Clap your hands stamp your feet Curse the poor and the weak Celebrate your sick greed |
You said touch but don`t you look Read me like an open book Cut my fingers on your barbed tongue The King of martyr`s unsung You left me I took the bait Rushed to find you couldn`t wait Your tainted lips were my only hope But with betrayal couldn`t cope Even now I still want you Though all you want to do is spew So sad beneath this vast and open sky No longer sure nor undefiled |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain |
| FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH | FUNTIME | |
| All these years I`ve felt derision For the fools who claim revision Nothing`s ever changed to these eyes Nothing`s ever changed at all Those who seek some inspiration Can`t find the guiding light at all It`s once again the degregation Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand For the ones who need assurance What does justice mean to them It`s just another fake illusion It`s filled with acid test once more Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand From hand to hand From hand to hand From hand to hand From hand to hand |
Fun Hey baby we like your lips Fun Hey baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime Fun Hey I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run around All aboard for funtime Fun Last night I was down in the lab Fun Talkin' to Dracula and his crew All aboard for funtime Fun I don't need no heavy trips Fun I just do what I want to do All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime Fun Everybody we want in Fun We want some we want some All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime |
|
| Words & Music : Damien O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : J.N. Osterberg |
| G Lyrics |
| GENIUS MOVE | GNAW MARK | |
| Slaughterhouse number 5 Don't look at me with those empty eyes Anyway I don't care A shattered smile and a foolish stare Lovers can and lovers will Change a heart, take away the chill And even if I have regrets I know that I won't be upset Cos I've finally made my genius move It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me Slaughterhouse number 5 Don't look at me with those empty eyes Anyway I don't care A shattered smile and a foolish stare It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me It's kinda funny It's kinda the way she looks at me |
Sitting all alone gnaw mark on my face You`re Cuban heel stamped into place I start shaken I know why You switch on my TV eye Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel must be won Standing all alone when it`s way too late Love me and seal my fate Tense and nervous can`t break in Find me I`ll make you spin Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel just begun Sitting all alone gnaw mark on my face No mohaired goon`s gonna take my place Fueled fever that`s hard to kick Bend me I`ve dug my ditch Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel so alone Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel must be won |
|
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Damian O'Neill |
| GOGGLEBOX | THE GONEST THING | |
| You were once sugarcoated Now you`ve got a drugged embrace All your brains have been scrambled And I cannot stand the taste I was going going going down I can`t take it I can`t take it I can`t take it no more Stooges swear at each other Hieroglyphic tongues that twist Take a look at what`s offered Proffered cheek and Judas kiss For this TV creed that aims to please Washes whiter cures disease My head`s aching My heads cracking in two Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox An electric connection Where the modern lovers meet Make your reptile selection Bask in radiation heat Do you wonder why you want to cry Each time you try to close your eyes I`m gonna smash it I`m gonna smash it apart Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox Flip-Flop Flip-Flop Decimate the Gogglebox |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin / Steve Mack | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| A GREAT DEPRESSION OF A SLUM NIGHT | GROOVE CHECK | |
| PLACEHOLDER | Are you ready for this Gotta keep in control Are you ready to face the pressure of the moment Is your mind at ease Do you feel relaxed Well if you can`t feel the tension You got no soul man Frightened people Must fight this comedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah The stenght in people Fight this shakedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck So now`s the time to set the record straight We ain`t never gonna leave it in the hands of fate Sick of injustice and all it`s ill Sick of sucking sick of chewing on the bitterest pills Is your mind at ease Do you feel relaxed Well if you can`t feel the tension You got no soul man Frightened people Must fight this comedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah The stenght in people Fight this shakedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah Put your head on the block Put your heart on the line Maybe together we`ll fight this shakedown Put your head on the block Put your heart on the line Maybe together we`ll fight this shakedown Frightened people Must fight this comedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah The stenght in people Fight this shakedown `Till were equal Yeah yeah This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck Put your head on the block Put your heart on the line Maybe together we`ll fight this shakedown This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck Put your head on the block Put your heart on the line Maybe together we`ll fight this shakedown This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is the Groove Check Dealing you the full deck This is |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin / Reamonn O'Gormain / Steve Mack |
| H Lyrics |
| HAPPINESS DRIVES ME ROUND THE BEND | HEAD STAGGERED | |
| PLACEHOLDER | 12 seconds into my past I don`t remember so I don`t even ask Just let it drop Just let it drop Just let it drop drop drop drop drop A private whiteout that numbs my thoughts You keep yourself warm with the line you bought Breath in Breath out Breath in Breath out Breath out out out out Nasty habit let me grab at it Nasty habit let me grab at it Head Staggered Head Staggered Head Staggered 5 o`clock fever will bite Desire for virtue but the wrong is right So tell me when tell me when Now So tell me when tell me when Now Now Now Dreams that tickertape and blur I call your name out but the words are slurred the words are slurred the words are slurred the words are slurred slurred slurred Nasty habit let me grab at it Nasty habit let me grab at it Head Staggered Head Staggered Head Staggered Head Head Head Head Head Head Head |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| HEARTBEAT MOSAIC | HERE IT IS...TAKE IT! | |
| Love`s rhythms Can trace what memory has dissolved Silhouettes and daydreams Moonbeams and maybes cloak them all In the common currency of the heart and soul Of the heart and soul Heartbeat mosaic still waits and whispers Fills you with promise and wonder Let me drink in it`s vast emotions And sunkissed oceans That make me feel so real Like lullabies you treasure And never measure the depth of hope Vignettes and visions Cool streams of pleasure cloak them all In the common currency of the heart and soul Of the heart and soul Heartbeat mosaic still waits and whispers Fills you with promise and wonder Let me drink in it`s vast emotions And sunkissed oceans That make me feel so real Love`s rhythms Can trace what memory has dissolved Silhouettes and daydreams Moonbeams and maybes cloak them all In the common currency of the heart and soul Of the heart and soul Heartbeat mosaic still waits and whispers Fills you with promise and wonder Let me drink in it`s vast emotions And sunkissed oceans That make me feel so real |
Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward It`s kinda funny When you look around Inspiration Isn`t something easily found Rich are gangsters Charging for the begging bowl The poor are happy happy Only when they`ve sold their souls Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward Hiiiigh Low Tryyyy To get a foothold on the ladder Sacrifiiiiiiice Belief and priiiiiide `Cause Hiiiiiigh Is low Yeah Have and have not You haven`t earned it brother Have and have not You haven`t earned it brother When one is not One must take something has to give When one is not One must take something has to give It`s kinda funny When you look around Inspirations That`s not something easily found Rich are gangsters Charging for the begging bowl The poor are happy happy happy Only when they`ve sold their souls Have and have not You haven`t earned it brother Have and have not You haven`t earned it brother Heeey oh oh Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go back to go forward Gotta go back Gotta go back Gotta go forward Gotta go Go Go Go forward Go forward |
|
| Words & Music : Damien O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| HEY BULLDOG | HEY VENUS | |
| Sheepdog Standing in the rain Bullfrog Doing it again Some think that happinness is measured out in years You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears Child-like No one understands Jack knife In your sweaty hands Some think that happiness is measured out in miles What makes you think you're something special when you smile You can talk to me If you're lonely you can talk to me Big man Walking in the park Whigwam Frightened of the dark Some think that happiness is measured out in you You think you know me but you haven't got a clue You can talk to me if you're lonely you can talk to me |
For sure for sure and actual You swear by all that`s factual Insane elastic joy despair Figures dance and bebop Take me away from the drop I cannot help but stand and stare Sawdust casanovas Are dying to take over Lipstick on bankrolls it`s a deal Telling stinkin lies Cheap chat and shifty eyes Double the price you gotta steal Hey Venus Hey Venus Wants us all so bad Hope it drives her mad Holy Riders thinkers Kneejerks and lovesick drinkers Eyeball eachother through the haze Swapping tales of woe Ozone and GI Joe They can they do and guess who pays Hey Venus Hey Venus Wants us all so bad Hope it drives her mad Time to spit it out Wash it down the spout You don`t have to Kiss because you pout All those high hopes locked up inside Let `em out Put your doubt aside Hey Venus Hey Venus Wants us all so bad Hope it drives her mad Hey Venus Hey Venus Wants us all so bad Hope it drives her mad |
|
| Words & Music : John Lennon / Paul McCartney | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| HOT HEAD | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Van Vliet | Words & Music : Name |
| I Lyrics |
| INFINITE THRILL | INSIDE | |
| Velvet glove and laundered bills Happiness in poison pills This sleight of hand can tie us all in knots Wiseblood count is low and might just clot Second chances don`t exist Miracles must not be missed Days can smoulder crimson into night Promises that stretch without requite Dizzy infinite thrill Girlsoul overspills Radiate recreate Those chromosomes are honeycombed and heaven sent Heaven sent It`s an infinite thrill Such an infinite thrill Tantalise with just one taste All emotion is unlaced No more searching seeking high and low Second best to nothing that I know Dizzy infinite thrill Girlsoul overspills Radiate recreate Those chromosomes are honeycombed and Dizzy infinite thrill Girlsoul overspills Radiate recreate Those chromosomes are honeycombed and heaven sent Heaven sent Heaven sent Heaven sent Infinite thrill Such an infinite thrill |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Name |
| IN THE PLAYPEN | IT'S A GOOD THING | |
| PLACEHOLDER | Senses fail And we know why Indifference slides From every corner But I just want To be with you The silent screams Above each other It`s a good thing Such a good thing To do To do While governments gain All money can buy Trash means cash In any country But I just want To be with you Our flesh feels fresh And that`s the beauty It`s a good thing Such a good thing We do We do It`s a good thing Such a good thing We do |
|
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| J Lyrics |
| JESUS SAYS | JEWEL | |
| Oh Jesus says I should`ve known He`s come to ease my death When he says I`ve gotta go I draw another breath Strong strong strong strong Getting closer And it`s gone gone gone gone Any longer And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh Oh oh Jesus says I should`ve know He`s come to read your mind Took me to your paradise He`s come to read your mind Blah blah blah blah It`s getting closer It`s down down down down Any longer And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh Oh oh Jesus says I should`ve know And save me I don`t wanna go Blah blah blah blah Getting closer It`s down down down down And it`s so ooh Oooh Aaah Oooh |
Beyond the debris of life's futile complications You'll find a jewel and your feet won't touch the ground you'll feel aglow Each waking hour though your thoughts may seem so sour Keep chasing rainbows make no plans except for living you'll feel aglow Anytime's the right time to follow ideals with conviction Just heed your instincts beware of stupid contradictions you'll feel aglow Mad prophet screams beneath the tang and chill Jewel touchstone jewel Just take your hopes and keep some dreams intact There's always sometimes when it's hard to cope but Down's not a place I wanna go I've fooled around and felt the apathy surround So I took my place and tried to turn this thing around Crass manipulators falling by the wayside One thing's for certain they won't ever realise when they're aglow Jewel....touchstone Jewel Jewel....touchstone Jewel |
|
| Words & Music : Damien O'Neill | Words & Music : O'Gormain / O'Neill / McLaughlin |
| K Lyrics |
| KEEN | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Name |
| L Lyrics |
| LAST OF THE TRUE BELIEVERS | LETTUCE | |
| A million moonbeams That shine throughout the night Lines that can trip you up Disguised and out of sight You`ll sense before you see And when push comes to shove Find out when it`s too late Too much is not enough Mirages disappear Transparent in the night Firefrozen destiny Grows warm and should ignite Imagination pales And when the countdown starts Obstacles start to shake and fall apart Here I am The last of the true believers Here I am The last of the true believers Taking time To chase my dreams once more Life`s best kept secrets The target`s in my sights So much that keeps me up Inspired to scale new heights All points eventually to Shooting stars that melt A million frozen heartbeats Here I am I am the last of the true believers Here I am The last of the true believers Taking time To chase my dreams once more I am the last of the true believers I am the last of the true believers I am the last of the true believers The last of the true believers The last of the true believers Articulate your rage Through times that squeeze this tight Our chosen destiny is cool and should excite We`ll face it all head on And when the breakdown starts All fears will rot and shake and fall apart Here I am - the last of the true believers Here I am - the last of the true believers Taking time To chase my dreams once more Believer Believer Believer I believe I believe I believe Believer Believer Believer I believe I believe I believe I believe I believe I believe I believe I believe I believe Believer |
So who`s the kind of fool When he comes Makes your eyes Fill like glass All around on the table You open like Lettuce Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it I can`t get no sleep I can`t breath But it makes me feel Better I`m electric I`m charged I`m floored And now I`m getting higher Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it Gonna take some I`m gonna take some Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill |
| LIFEBLOOD | LIGHT AND SHADE | |
| What right have you to tell me I`m wrong When I feel my veins pulsing with lifeblood Welcome to the public nightmare `Cos no one even stops to think or care I can no longer hide my disgust There can be no one left to trust Aha I can`t listen to the voice of reason `Cos I`m searching for a strand of cohension All this for a twisted smile And I feel my veins pulsing with lifeblood I can no longer hide my disgust There can be no one left to trust I can no longer hide my disgust There can be no one left to trust |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain |
| LITTLE BIG MAN | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Name |
| M Lyrics |
| MESS OF WORDS | METAL MYSTERY | |
| Skim across the surface Remember to forget those things you`ve heard a thousand times Just a mess of words Wishing`s not enough now Swallow heartbreak unaware you`ve got a heart to break More than you deserve Watch me bleed Just a little something You watch me bleed Just a little takes you up Spoonfed spite deceives you Nervous stammer that betrays the way you really feel Words of wisdom slurred Skim across the surface Remember to forget those things you`ve heard a thousand times Just a mess of words Watch me bleed Just a little something You watch me bleed Just a little takes you up Just a mess of words |
I have dreams of better times to come I`d like to voice them show how my feelings run Black clouds there to trip me up False horizons there to mix you up You`re caught and frenzied behind your front door You know the score Psychobabble metal mystery Setting fire to forgotten history Every dog has it`s day Chewing on razorblades But you can`t teach a zealot how to pray You`re always sucking up and spitting down Brains to burn and a head that`s underground But all in all you know you just don`t care Those hollow voices can`t make you scared Follow the rhythm of metal mystery Every dog has it`s day Chewing on razorblades But you can`t teach a zealot how to pray Black clouds there to trip you up False horizons there to mix you up Follow the rhythm of metal mystery I`ve wasted time in places you`ve never been I`ve sweated blood over people who are not my scene Every dog has it`s day Chewing on razorblades But you can`t teach a zealot how to pray Every dog has it`s day Chewing on razorblades But you can`t teach a zealot how to pray |
|
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin |
| A MILLION MILES AWAY | MINE | |
| Why Should time Heal what can`t be mine Know I knew I dabbled while you done the things you do I had the chance to Reach out and touch you `Cause you`re a million miles away Scream Obey Who knows why people say The first To fight Closer to heaven than to life The looks I gave you Even tried to But you`re a million miles away Why Should time Heal what can be mine Still I`ll stare Sailing away while she`s not there |
How does it fell when you pass me by Come it moves you hurry up to try It said a milk drop can`t you wait to wind Swing all you lovers get mine to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Eve tell me that you love me blind I think the radiators sure gone by You can tell me then say the problem is mine Now stop then to look behind Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine How does it fell when you sleep at night All in all it`s quite alright What on earth to do with your time It don`t bother me `cause now I`ve got mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye to mine Aaaah Aaaah Aah |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Steve Mack / Ciaran McLaughlin |
| MOUTH CRAZY | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Hinklestein`s inside his cabinet Outside stinks of fish and crèpe suzette Shut that crazy mouth Shut that crazy mouth Hinklestein`s inside his cabinet Only fierce girls mix with father John They`re pushing up the daisies in the sun Shut that crazy mouth Shut that crazy mouth He never used to talk to anyone Hinklestein`s adrift on uisce fhior That perfume sucker baby`s swamed with tears Shut that crazy mouth Shut that crazy mouth Hinklestein`s adrift on uisce fhior Barracuda bites on wagging tongues It makes your adolescence start up wrong Shut that crazy mouth Shut that crazy mouth It`s just the tool you used on everyone Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Hinklestein`s around Wow |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Name |
| N Lyrics |
| NATURAL KIND OF JOY | NON-ALIGNMENT PACT | |
| Under a dark and silent moon Where lovers sigh and singers croon Looking for a natural kind of joy Secrets shared while cool lips kiss Their subterranean hearts ablaze You may find a natural kind of joy So whose lost the right To be alone in the night To go looking for a natural kind of joy Between the sheets Beneath the stars Soft to touch in each others arms Looking for a natural kind of joy So whose lost a right To be alone in the night To go searching for a natural kind of joy Nothings ever what it seems The last laugh could be on you |
I wanna make a deal with you girl And get it signed by the heads of state I wanna make a deal with you girl Be recognized round the world It's my non-alignment pact Non-alignment pact Sign it Non-alignment pact At night I can see the stars on fire I can see the world in flames And it's all because of you Or your thousand other names Peggy Carrie Ann And Betty Jean Jill Jan Joan And Sue Alice Cindy Barbara Ann It's all because of you It's all because of you girl It's all because of you It's all because of you girl Sign my nonalignment pact Non-alignment pact It's my Non-alignment pact |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Herman / Krauss / Maimone / Ravenstine / Thomas |
| O Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| P Lyrics |
| PARTY GAMES | THE PRICE OF MY SOUL | |
| PLACEHOLDER | In your poisoned mind Bloated by your reign Are your feelings dead Sacrificed for gain Oversights will shout Contradictions scream Pay them no heed In your warped daydream Blissful ignorance betrays you All your false virtues will craze you Your sense of justice will turn round and will betray you Broken hearts can wield more power Than a champagne life turned sour Your alibies are growing weaker by the hour You`ve forgotten to look `round you Maybe privilege makes you blind And arrogance ignores the lessons The ones I know we`ll keep in mind Buying self-respect Plastic happiness It`s a house of straw It`s a cash caress But it`s out of bounds There`s no way you could afford Or try to understand The price that`s on my soul You`ve forgotten to look `round you Maybe privilege makes you blind And arrogance ignores the lessons The ones I know we`ll keep in mind |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| Q Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| R Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| S Lyrics |
| SCUMSURFIN' | SENSITIZE | |
| I`m getting out while it`s not too late for
me Seems this triple vision sealed my fate for me Things I hear and what they`re saying about me I really need someone to solve this mystery Losing sleep and missing dreams Hazy notions half forgotten schemes Hopes that end in dust and ash Head is empty and I`m talking trash Let me take one more slug of your eyes A muddled message that I`ll have to satisfy Don`t but me no buts take you own advice Keep your logic and I`ll hang onto my dice Laugh at bad luck Let it ride Scumsurfin` on a putrid tide Disappear without a splash Walk on water while I`m talkin trash Triple vision sealed my fate Things I hear are things I hate Hopes that end in dust and ash Head is empty talkin trash Laugh at bad luck Let it ride Scumsurfin` on a putrid tide Disappear without a splash Walk on water talkin trash |
Heard a secret and Saw you smilin` So convincing You`re so beguiling Leave me breathless and I can`t think straight at all Cold as starlight You sting like sunburn Searching blindfold you Melt my fingers Summer bleeds for you Testifies Ultrafervor Head to toe Sensitizes Burns and glows Helter Swelter Sweet and Slow Avalanche Avalanche Avalanche Heard a secret and Saw you smilin` So convincing You`re so beguiling Leave me breathless and I can`t think straight at all Daunburst drowning Your favourite feelings Avalanches that chill all healing Spurning Indigo Celebrate Ultrafervor Head to toe Sensitizes Burns and glows Helter Swelter Sweet and Slow Avalanche Avalanche Avalanche Helter Swelter Sweet and Slow Helter Swelter Sweet and Slow Helter Swelter Sweet and Slow |
|
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| SHANGRI LA | SOONER OR LATER | |
| Picture a world of your own deepest wishes I know it`s secrets of delights so delicious You sense the words that will weaken my resistance Lighter than air total magical existence Shangri-la You`re my keeper Shangri-la The sweetest feeling of all Magnetic lips radiant and luminescent Deep summer nights shimmering and phosphorescent Dazzling allure that leads on in one direction Pleasure of love feeding on this sweet confection Shangri-la You`re my keeper Shangri-la The sweetest feeling Sweetest feeling of all Picture a world of your own deepest wishes I know it`s secrets of delights so delicious Shangri-la You`re my keeper Shangri-la The sweetest feeling of all Sweetest feeling Sweetest feeling of all Mesmerise me shangri-la Mesmerise me shangri-la Mesmerise me shangri-la Mesmerise me shangri-la |
In the beginning I used to sit around at home Until I found I couldn`t tell right from wrong And go searching for the things That would help to keep me Holding on I`d dumbly smile In the shelter of my lonely room My lips would part Disguising the saddest gloom The raw land rolls where night`s lit by a tragic moon Backhand deal`s what the whole world feels Sooner or later Shatters every beat of my heart Of my heart The unsighted shores Of the undone bird that blesses me From angel strands To the blatant factories Inflicting all their pains while ignoring other`s Misery Backhand deal`s what the whole world feels Sooner or later Shatters every beat of my heart Of my heart |
|
| Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Damien O'Neill / Steve Mack |
| SOUL DEEP | SPEED OF LIGHT | |
| PLACEHOLDER | Tired of hanging round Shangri-la is burning down I`m not going to play Waiting games Hating games all the same If we`re not out by tomorrow we`ll be lost in space Look around this town Overactive upside down They don`t even know they`re alive You and I`ll take a dive Accidentally on purpose disappear Out of sight out of mind We can sparkle and shine every night And I know you by heart we can make a new start Getting out at speed of light Tired of hanging round Shangri-la is burning down They don`t even know they`re alive You and I`ll take a dive Accidentally on purpose disappear Out of sight out of mind We can sparkle and shine every night And I know you by heart we can make a new start Getting out at speed of light Out of sight out of mind We can sparkle and shine every night And I know you by heart we can make a new start Getting out at speed of light La-lala La-lala La-lala |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| SPIN CYCLE | SPLIT | |
| Well You say you're not sure if they approve of us I'm not so sure that I do either Better afar and apart Than a crying bleeding heart World doesn't need anymore sorrow Yeah Selfish you say maybe so with my time As they say it all begins at home The true test of generosity Comes into play when dealing to your own But loneliness keeps my head a mess Now I'm hungry now I'm tired Days like molasses flow uninspired Can't seem to get without regret too much of you Can't find the fun to add to one to make two But loneliness keeps my head a mess Head a mess My head's a mess |
I cross the great divide but I can't get
over I reach my hand out to touch but I get burned I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself You look at me sideways and I feel so small You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split I cross the great divide but I can't get over I reach my hand out to touch but I get burned I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself You look at me sideways and I feel so small You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split You make me want to Ah Split |
|
| Words & Music : Steve Mack | Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin |
| STATIC | STORIES OF THE STREET | |
| Crushed all together Slushed out in slime We can move on right through This striction combined Socially static It`s open you dry I can go on right now with a shot in the eye Captured in pleasure Now blow up your mind I`m moving on and on Sweet lover of mine Called me with whispers Don`t catch me alive Can you ease on through Cold love of mine Float down the river And blow me to bits Stop `till we organize and unforgettin` it She`s a natural genious This master of surprise It`s time to judge them now With pointing at the skies Socially static It`s open you dry I can go on right now with a shot in the eye Called me with whispers Don`t catch me alive Can you ease on through Cold love of mine |
The stories of the street are mine The Spanish voices laugh The Cadillacs go creeping down Through the night and the Poison gas I lean from my window sill In this old hotel I chose One hand one my suicide One hand On the rose I know you`ve heard it`s over now And war must surely come The cities they are broke in half And the middle men are gone Let me ask you one more time O children of the dust All these hunters who are shrieking now Do they Speak for us And where do all these highways go Now that We are free Why are the armies marching still That were coming home to me O lady with your legs so fine O stranger at your wheel You are locked into your suffering And your pleasures Are the seal Oh come with me My little one We will find that farm Grow us grass and apples there And keep all the animals warm And if by chance I wake at night And I ask you who I am Oh take me To the slaughter house I will wait there With the lamb With one hand on a hexogram One hand on a girl I balance on a wishing well That all men call the world We are so small Between the stars So large against the sky And lost among the subway crowds I tried to Catch your eye |
|
| Words & Music : Damien O'Neill | Words & Music : Leonard Cohen |
| SWAMP | SWEET SHIVER BURN | |
| When the cold wind blows And the air is damped with fear Can`t rely on the stars to die Untill the one you`re still holdin In a swamp In a swamp You`re just another bit tumbled You sit around the light You won`t feel on your knees Can`t feel it on your wife In a swamp Wake up every morning With concrete in the head You rather swallow up the freedom That all radiates instead In a swamp Down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down Going down down In a swamp In a swamp Yeah she said When the lights go dim Yeah she said When the lights go dim Yeah she said When the lights go dim Yeah she said When the lights go dim Yeah she said When the lights go dim Yeah she said When the lights go dim She said Yeah she said When the lights go dim Again Yeah she said When the lights go dim In the Swamp swamp In the Swamp swamp In the Swamp swamp swamp swamp swamp Swamp swamp When the cold wind blows And the air is damped with fear Can`t rely on the stars to die Until you see the one you`re Still Holdin In the swamp In the swamp |
Sunset tears This crummy town will squeeze you Cling to fears The ones you`ve always known Good as Gold And twice as hard to part with Truth be told I just can`t explain Stand and wait Nod at fate It`s too late Now you`ve been smothered whole Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Endless roads The final flame will daze you Skyline prayers The one`s you`ve always dreamed Don`t hesitate Smile at fate It`s so right That you`ve been smothered whole Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn Sweet Shiver Burn |
|
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain / Ciaran McLaughlin |
| T Lyrics |
| TENSION | THINK OF A WOMAN | |
| In struggle for self determination Progress and change must soon be seen The pain endured Though you haven`t heard a word Of truth from corrupt authorities People say what People like But when the tension burn it`s like Dynamite We`ve had oppression And mass manipulation The cencorship of soul`s a tragedy No more sleepless nights Just for the civil rights Of expressing our own identities People say what People like And when the tension burn it`s like Dynamite So think of Seamus Heany Won`t make you feel alone O`Faolain Joyce and Macken Digging for our souls So think of Seamus Heany Won`t make you feel alone O`Faolain Joyce and Macken Digging for our souls People say what People like But when the tension burn it`s like Dynamite Suppressive midget minds creating A bankruptcy of hate against belief But we`re making giant strides Of knowledge love and pride Resilience of spirit still remains People say what People like But when the tension burn it`s like Dynamite Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes Nothing |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill / Ciaran McLaughlin / Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Damien O'Neill |
| TIGHTLIPPED | TINGLE | |
| Gradually the lights have gone out Steadily a fantasy unfurls Purposely the seeds of doubt Are being shown by a faceless world Perpetrating verbiage Gullible minds accept This is blanket coverage Blots out all that it rejects Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies Quietly swept under the mat J. P. remains thightlipped Everyone can turn their backs Facts are being twisted and skipped Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies All will point condemning fingers All will play the liberal card But the stench of lies will linger In your own backyard Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies Can you See through The silence and the boldface lies |
Sometimes I couldn`t care if you ran out
of air oh no You see my star kid groover`s holding tight on the reins of my heart It`s a breeze she`s a tease we were made for the trees How I want her like this How I love when she feeds me her Tingle She`s my mudhoney child as we dance on the waves on the street You see my all time mover`s boppin hard from her head to her feet It`s a gas it`s a treat not a hint of deceit How I want her like this How I love when she feeds me her Tingle So so Why do we always keep looking back Feelin joy feelin pain we`re exactly the same I can`t change what always remain oh no no no So so Why do we always keep looking back Feelin joy feelin pain we`re exactly the same I can`t change what always remain oh no no no Subterranean spark won`t you fill up the dark with your Tingle Subterranean spark won`t you fill up the dark with your Tingle Subterranean spark won`t you fill up the dark with your Tingle Subterranean spark won`t you fill up the dark with your Tingle |
|
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin | Words & Music : Reamonn O'Gormain |
| TIRED SHATTERED MAN | TOO LATE BLUES | |
| Tired shattered man I do the best I can Tired shattered man I do the best The best I can First impressions tell a part of the story Broken dreams in the shadows that follow me First impressions tell a part of the story Broken dreams in the shadows that follow me Tired shattered man I do the best I can Tired shattered man I do the best The best I can Double standards point the way to hypocrisy Cynicism and a fatal discovery Double standards point the way to hypocrisy Cynicism and a fatal discovery Tired shattered man I do the best The best I can Tired shattered man I do the best The best I can Always hoping it would all be so clear to me All I find is a tide of uncertainty I was hoping that you wanted to fool me All I find is a tide of uncertainty Always hoping it would all be so clear to me Now I know that you`re just out of reach to me Always hoping it would all be so clear to me Now I know that you`re just out of reach to me Out of reach Do do Do do do do do Do do Do do do do do Do do do do do Do do do do do |
How can you lead your life Feeling no fright nor fear How can you lose so fast That`s something not too clear I`ve found that look without you Nothing soiled nor pure `Cos what you need to see`s an everchanging world I`ve seen that look in your own eyes How in hell can you pretend Surprise Nothing`s the same yet nothing`s changed Feel forever blowing in the sky Could you have tried to love me Desire seemed so real I saw that need inside you Why feel so unsure Heightened and flat out senses stalling once again Words read too often pleasures dying once again I`ve seen that look in your own eyes How in hell can you pretend Surprise Nothing`s the same yet nothing`s changed Feel forever blowing in the sky So all frustration heartache`s been left behind Seems all I can remember Is the lies lies lies cold lies I feel empty I feel dark yet there`s a spark That lights this darkness deep inside That fights this darkness deep inside That lights this darkness deep inside How How |
|
| Words & Music : Damian O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Damian O'Neill / Reamonn O'Gormain |
| U Lyrics |
| UNDER THE SKY | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Fourteen floors high And I`ve lost my tongue All I want is yesterday And today has just begun Newsprint and loose change In the ashtray that`s my heart This chain could stretch for evermore Without an end without a start Still this sickness lingers on Sweat soaked dreams and I`m falling apart Though I`ve looked a thousand times Nothing human comes to mind Fourteen floors high And I`ve lost my tongue All I want is yesterday And today has just begun Newsprint and loose change In the ashtray that`s my heart This chain could stretch for evermore Without an end without a start Feels like psychosis closing in When all the world inspires is fright No sense of freedom just denial Why limit dreams to black and white |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Ciaran McLaughlin / Reamonn O'Gormain | Words & Music : Name |
| V Lyrics |
| V2 | PLACEHOLDER | |
| I`ve got a june-bug crawlin` It dears to come It really dears to come She could say no No No Really tryin` tryin` to say no Yes some easy trouble It is a one way dream Maybe I Said no No No And I`ve need Plague for a partial Called Captain Fear to come As a rag-doll changed yours It doesn`t know Know Know |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Sean O'Neill | Words & Music : Name |
| W Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| X Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| Y Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| Z Lyrics |
| ZIG ZAG WANDERER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Zig zag Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer You can huff You can puff Never know What I have found You can zig You can zag Whoa I'm gonna stay Gonna stay around Gonna stay around You can jump You can holler Never know What I have found Heaven's free 'Cept for a dollar You can zig You can zag Whoa I'm gonna stay Gonna stay around Gonna stay around Zig zag wanderer had a zigzag child Zig zag traveller's gonna stay real wild Found his Queen in a nature scene Twist his face where he's never been Zig zag wanderer Zig zag wanderer You can dance You can prance Gotta freeze those timbers Looking for romance Hide my shield Throw away my lance Zig zag child Mercy mile Zig zag dreams Zig zag dreams |
PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Van Vliet | Words & Music : Name |
