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Jigsaw
05:56
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JIGSAW
When time walks by in my best shoes
I know I’ve got to race
Don’t like morning’s newspaper news
Oh mirror, give me a face
With a daytime job like the third world war
If I ain’t in the factory you know I’m in the store
And I’m out of place
Just want the notes of a rhythm machine
My friend’s inside the sound
I shave and wash to keep me squeaky clean
Friday come around
I wish I’d find a reason for tomorrow being there
Cos I got no ambition and I really don’t care
It’s all upside down
It’s so weird just being here
Dreamlines sometimes make it clear
Common sense is nonsense and a life of fear
I got no solution to the world’s intrusion
I got no solution, no mix, no kicks, no fusion
Find me a lover in the neon nite
You know, a girl for me!
But all the women stand so bright and tight
And I’m so loose and free
With a four star heart like a junkyard fence
And a rollerskate mind that don’t make no sense
Can this really be?
I want a recipe for reality
It ain’t asking much
But all I get is entropy
No loving touch
Gotta smile the while while I’m slaving here
They say go far but what I want is near
And that’s enough
It’s so weird just being here
Dreamlines sometimes make it clear
Common sense is nonsense and a life of fear
I got no solution to the world’s intrusion
I got no solution, no mix, no kicks, no fusion
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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Ship to Shore
06:05
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SHIP TO SHORE
Into the setting sun they sailed
As brave as brave can be
And across the world they went
In boats upon the sea
And with distant eyes they looked
But they never did see me
On this we all agree
On this we all agree
With a night light flashing by the sea
Sailors went there by twos and by threes
I am a captain and I can’t drown
Living neatly on white wave sound
On this we all agree
With a bright light arcing across the dark
Sailors went there steering by the stars
I’ll be a bad man but I won’t steal
No more than I can take away with me
On this we all agree
In the sunset water turning to sky
Sailors went there leaving by and by
I am a black knight but I am so good
Put all the pieces back wherever I should
On this we all agree
On the reef rock shellfish gather and die
Sailors went there telescopes to eyes
I am a wizard but I’m misunderstood
I’d like to be a pilot, oh really I would
On this we all agree
On the ocean sleeping in the wind
Sailors went there to forget their sins
I am a soul man and I can keep
The sounds of Heaven where the waters meet
On this we all agree
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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3. |
Odd
04:30
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ODD
Cessie was a bad girl
She took more than she need
She took her drugs as a body rub
And gave birth to violent seeds
She’d greet the dawn with a stifled yawn
And looked in without a key
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Cessie was some party poop
She always blew the lites
She used the mains as a terminal drain
And got the boys to fight
And for lust she peaked on any stuff
That gave her second sight
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Cessie was a metal maid
A sad heart armoured star
Sealed up in a mess of tin
She said “So few, so fast, so far!”
She walked around with a store-bought frown
Got a chauffeur but no car
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Cessie was a bad girl
She took more than she need
She took her drugs as a body rub
And gave birth to violent seeds
She’d greet the dawn with a stifled yawn
And looked in without a key
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Odd, odd, oddity
She was some oddity
Pressurised, ionised, certified and more
Madonna face without the grace
With the kiss-me clothes she wore
Sanitised, sanforised, polarised for war
The human race is not her case
She won’t tell you what she saw
Pressurised, ionised, pressurised, ionised
Pressurised, ionised, pressurised, ionised
Pressurised, ionised, pressurised, ionised
Pressurised, ionised, pressurised, ionised
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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4. |
Asylum Child
04:33
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ASYLUM CHILD
Dangerous decision to think before you talk
Might find you’re saying something and making people bored
Listen to the airwaves, gibberish is king
Communication breakdown don’t mean a god-damn thing
Thinking is like blinking with soap upon your eye
It hurts like hell when you do it first but you surely will not die
Read a paper, see the news, the facts are there to see
If that’s the case I wanna leave, this place is not for me
Confusion – wait, wait a minute
Delusion is gripping us with its force
Using blindness as its source
Fusion is hot-wired up to talk
It’s hot-wired up to talk
Can’t afford to breathe the air
I can’t afford the fare
God is in the biggest bank
And we’re happy with him there
Can’t afford to breathe the air
I can’t afford the fare
God is in the biggest bank
His money’s everywhere
There is a secret garden but we’ve forgotten how to look
We’re ace in space and swapping hearts, we’re taught to cook the books
Money jungle, first-fuck fumble, do everything in cars
The sheriff is shot, we bombed the lot, we can’t eat but we can go to Mars
Test tube life new recipe technology disease
The joke’s on us, we missed the bus, there ain’t no money in peace
Dangerous decision to think before you talk
Might find you’re saying something and making people bored
Confusion – wait, wait a minute
Delusion is gripping us with its force
Using blindness as its source
Fusion is hot-wired up to talk
It’s hot-wired up to talk
Can’t afford to breathe the air
I can’t afford the fare
God is in the biggest bank
And we’re happy with him there
Can’t afford to breathe the air
I can’t afford the fare
God is in the biggest bank
His money’s everywhere
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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5. |
Badass Boogie
03:35
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BADASS BOOGIE
I got backlash action
Make a living staring at walls
Need rock’n'roll for my poor soul
Go funkin’ round the floor
I got high-heeled sneakers
High-ride blues for boots
Need love and stuff to make me tough
Gonna go back to my roots
I ain’t Peaceful Patti
Gonna fire up my rocket car
Go bustin’ down the freeway
Makin’ like a movie star
Them dude-ranch hicks can’t get my kicks
Take the whiskey from my jar
It’s all backlash action, black flash action
Gonna shine like a shooting star
I got freeze frame dinners
Use my TV for a tub
I need rhythm and blues and blue suede shoes
And alcohol, massage and rub
I got speeding tickets
Lost my job down out the store
Need a rolling stone so the moss don’t grow
And I can jive right out the door
I ain’t Peaceful Patti
Gonna fire up my rocket car
Go bustin’ down the freeway
Makin’ like a movie star
Them dude-ranch hicks can’t get my kicks
Take the whiskey from my jar
It’s all backlash action, black flash action
Gonna shine like a shooting star
I ain’t Peaceful Patti
Gonna fire up my rocket car
Go bustin’ down the freeway
Makin’ like a movie star
Them dude-ranch hicks can’t get my kicks
Take the whiskey from my jar
It’s all backlash action, black flash action
Gonna shine like a shooting star
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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6. |
Abnormal
05:30
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ABNORMAL
Have you got a compass
Do you know where you are
Starless and Bible Black
But you hear guitars
Light years away but they’re there
And I can tell you where
Where, where, where
Have you got a problem
With finding the sun
Heart stopped and blinded
Hearing melodies run
Light years away but they’re there
And I can show you where
Where, where, where
Abnormal, unforgivingly
Already warmed up
We’ve come to set you free
But there is a payment for reality
Unless you wanna wait
For Hell to freeze
Will you want a pilot
Will you want a fast plane
Ground-bound and lonely
Chained to a refrain
Light years away but it’s there
And I can show you where
Where, where, where
Will you sign agreement
Will you pay for your soul
Godless and friendless
Down on Echo Road
Light years away but I’m there
And I can tell you where
Where, where, where
Abnormal, unforgivingly
Already warmed up
We’ve come to set you free
But there is a payment for reality
Unless you wanna wait
For Hell to freeze
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989.
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