Signmaker (remastered)

by Dark Company

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1.
Killer 03:49
KILLER Learning is a clock with only one hand Dreaming is a beach with speaking sands Knowledge is a vice that grips a man And Cain was a killer that didn’t understand Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Wanting is a boat that doesn’t know the sea Needing is a pain that hurts to be free Waiting is a lock that doesn’t have no key And Cain was a killer that could have been me Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love War is a sore that won’t go away Night is a bruise on the skin of day Children are the reason that you say you’ll stay And Cain was a killer who got clean away Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Teachers are people who shoot at sparks Lessons are knives that shine in the dark Sins are boats on the lake in the park And Cain was a killer right there at the start Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
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Astrologer 03:54
ASTROLOGER The planets run their course and then Make signs we cannot read The stars of choice they got no voice Just wink and dumbly plead When dawnlight speaks from out the dark Of night’s grim cloak of ice All the telescopes of the scientists Don’t help them to be wise And I hear rainbows climb the sky Coloured tears from Heaven’s eyes I taste sunlight’s yellow wine See black night fade back into time Mystic men write words that flame To banish Satan’s lies The human race must join the chase Instead it just slips and slides On special days weird omens come Judged by blind-eyed priests But the tribes of man like grains of sand Pray only for release And I hear rainbows climb the sky Coloured tears from Heaven’s eyes I taste sunlight’s yellow wine See black night fade back into time The planets run their course and then Make signs we cannot read The stars of choice they got no voice Just wink and dumbly plead When dawnlight speaks from out the dark Of night’s grim cloak of ice All the telescopes of the scientists Don’t help them to be wise And I hear rainbows climb the sky Coloured tears from Heaven’s eyes I taste sunlight’s yellow wine See black night fade back into time Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
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Second Sight 03:06
SECOND SIGHT Suicide swords of Samurai awarded for mistakes Give blessed absolution if you’ve got what it takes Certain kinds of solitude with memories are fused Valleys filled with shadows will dream up an excuse He’s a charismatic man He’s a Judas in a can He’s a pocket-prophet poppet With dreams made out of sand Jagged edge of jealousy, green-eyed prize of hate Grants a spiky shelter that mustn’t go to waste And the weapons of the warriors, priceless with their pain Make cutting out a heart an easy change of game He’s a charismatic man He’s a Judas in a can He’s a pocket-prophet poppet With dreams made out of sand Charismatic man, Judas in a can Charismatic man, Judas in a can The labours of great Hercules weigh down many books Blindness to their meaning is no excuse not to look In ancient days a shaman made a watch out of the sun These days more important that he knows how to use a gun He’s a charismatic man He’s a Judas in a can He’s a pocket-prophet poppet With dreams made out of sand Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
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Animal House 02:59
ANIMAL HOUSE I don’t truck no garden stones Ain’t got a lawn full of little old gnomes Don’t grow roses round my gate No alarm clock rings cos I sleep real late Savings and loan sharks aren’t for me Ain’t got a boat floating on the sea All I wanna do is just be me I ain’t got a number two car Ain’t even bought the first so far Watching TV I don’t get to do Ain’t got a tube in my room with a view Don’t whack balls with a little bitty stick Only drink brandy when I’m sick You can call me slow but don’t call me thick Habitat furniture ain’t got in my home Telephone table’s no good with no phone Suits and ties from the charity store I help the aged more and more First class travel means you’re keeping dry My hotel roof is a piece of sky And it ain’t no good to ask me why And it ain’t no good to ask me why And it ain’t no good to ask me why And it ain’t no good to ask me why Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1989.
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ARMED & DANGEROUS In the Circus there’s a uniform for Fun The love they got is fired from clownish guns But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Warmed up with a yellow paper sun Each act in line comes right in on cue Bringing our emotions into view And it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Next time bring your mind along with you There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Outside the ring we sit and blankly stare Nobody but our own selves in the chair But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Close your eyes and no-one knows you’re there With animals such tricks are neatly made They nod and wink in terminal parade It’s oh so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Into their souls we think we can invade There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1990.
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FUTURE SADNESS PAST Slow light, runway from the sun So right, time and times are done We must pay the price for fun Until we have Night Man on the run Slow light, MacBeth witches’ brew Best seen from some distant view We know, do what you have to do It’s an icy night we must all live through Now we rage against the cold sky Now we hate tomorrow Now we say we will try To kill the birds of sorrow To kill the birds of sorrow Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
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Crash 03:48
CRASH No more candid picture shows Just soap bubble opera’s shallow glows They tell me it’s a story about my life To just ignore what I don’t like It’s so real I must live like that Script in my pocket and a ticket in my hat We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back No more cracks in the temple walls Next week’s episode will save us all Your mirror becomes a TV tube What was reflection now is a view The face you see is not your own It spends its time in someone else’s home We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back No more thoughts in a lazy way They scream from the glass: “We’ll make your day!” I believe it’s true because it’s on the screen But you can only see what they have seen We’re all plugged in to one beating heart Life don’t begin until the programme starts We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1990.
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ARMED & DUBWISE In the Circus there’s a uniform for Fun The love they got is fired from clownish guns But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Warmed up with a yellow paper sun Each act in line comes right in on cue Bringing our emotions into view And it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Next time bring your mind along with you There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Outside the ring we sit and blankly stare Nobody but our own selves in the chair But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Close your eyes and no-one knows you’re there With animals such tricks are neatly made They nod and wink in terminal parade It’s oh so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Into their souls we think we can invade There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1990. Note: not all the lyrics are present in this version.
12.
CRASH (EASTENDERS RMX) No more candid picture shows Just soap bubble opera’s shallow glows They tell me it’s a story about my life To just ignore what I don’t like It’s so real I must live like that Script in my pocket and a ticket in my hat We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back No more cracks in the temple walls Next week’s episode will save us all Your mirror becomes a TV tube What was reflection now is a view The face you see is not your own It spends its time in someone else’s home We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back No more thoughts in a lazy way They scream from the glass: “We’ll make your day!” I believe it’s true because it’s on the screen But you can only see what they have seen We’re all plugged in to one beating heart Life don’t begin until the programme starts We gotta stop We’re gonna crash Life is money you can’t pay back Life is money you can’t pay back Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1990.
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DANGEROUS DUB In the Circus there’s a uniform for Fun The love they got is fired from clownish guns But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Warmed up with a yellow paper sun Each act in line comes right in on cue Bringing our emotions into view And it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Next time bring your mind along with you There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Outside the ring we sit and blankly stare Nobody but our own selves in the chair But it’s so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Close your eyes and no-one knows you’re there With animals such tricks are neatly made They nod and wink in terminal parade It’s oh so dangerous Armed laughter changing us Into their souls we think we can invade There’s a pistol in my smile It shoots grins for miles and miles But look into my eyes The reflection’s saying goodbye Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1990. Note: not all the lyrics are present in this version.
14.
THE JOKER I look out from this scratched and faded view Makeshift repairs instead of getting new Don’t you ever get tired of tracing all the wires Knowing that the switches won’t switch for you? I work at the job that’s easiest, you see Paying rent instead of living free Don’t you wanna be bad instead of just being sad Finding out you can be you instead of me? The Joker he stares proudly at the wall He can be who he wants to be But he don’t wanna ‘be’ at all He’s an empty Harlequin With colours growing dim And he struts about inside his little world I keep up with the latest lines of talk So I can ride instead of having to walk Don’t you like the fashions that gotta little passion? Being daring takes an extra bit of thought I sleep with one eye fixed upon the clock Waiting for the Reaper’s ghostly knock Don’t you keep the days checking which ones can stay Using them for your story’s clever plot? The Joker he stares proudly at the wall He can be who he wants to be But he don’t wanna ‘be’ at all He’s an empty Harlequin With colours growing dim And he struts about inside his little world Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) Pig Pen Music 1989
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BLUE HOUSE (LAUGHTER VERSION) I don’t fit in your ice lolly mould I don’t fit in your car I don’t fit in your cute hornrims I don’t follow your star I’m just so awkward It’s too good to be true Got ideas like a disease There’s nothing in my head except John Coltrane I can’t make sense of what I see I can’t make sense of what I see I’m just so precious Cos I know I’m so right Got no limitations of thought There’s nothing in my pocket except a lump of steel Money’s no honey and life is short Money’s no honey and life is short I’m just so dreamy And I’m living a lie I like the lie I’m living too There’s nothing in my wallet except a smeared photo And you know it isn’t even of you You know it isn’t even of you I’m just so twisted Don’t want to find the door Outside is where you should be There’s nothing in my heart except a Bowie knife One cut, you know, it sets me free One cut, you know, it sets me free I don’t fit in your white ski pants I don’t fit in your tweeds I don’t fit in your hip Raybans I don’t have your needs I’m just so weary Much too tired to sleep Got this roller coaster bed There’s nothing in my soul except some hot be-bop What you asked is what I said What you asked is what I said I’m just so cool I’m cut right outta ice Got words like a freezing snow There’s nothing in my mind except a long bus ride I keep telling you I’ve got to go Keep telling you I’ve got to go Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991.
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KILLER (CLASSIC BLORT) Learning is a clock with only one hand Dreaming is a beach with speaking sands Knowledge is a vice that grips a man And Cain was a killer that didn’t understand Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Wanting is a boat that doesn’t know the sea Needing is a pain that hurts to be free Waiting is a lock that doesn’t have no key And Cain was a killer that could have been me Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love War is a sore that won’t go away Night is a bruise on the skin of day Children are the reason that you say you’ll stay And Cain was a killer who got clean away Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Teachers are people who shoot at sparks Lessons are knives that shine in the dark Sins are boats on the lake in the park And Cain was a killer right there at the start Wisdom is a yo-yo with a broken string Time is a bird that cannot sing And you can’t stop the rain with anything Except love Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1991. Note: not all the lyrics are present in this version.

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Signmaker was originally released on cassette in December 1991 with just the first seven tracks.

It was re-released in 2000 on CD with nine bonus tracks.

In 2010 the whole album was remastered and re-released in its current form with new artwork.

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released December 16, 2010

Recorded, engineered, produced and mixed at Silent Running Studios, Exeter, 1991. Design by Wud Records.

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Album download package includes the artwork for a CD jewel case backing tray and a single-sided two page CD card insert, all of which you can preview in Dark Company's gallery at Wud Records here: www.wudrecords.co.uk/artists/dark-company/gallery

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