1. |
Wonderful
01:19
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Isn’t life so wonderful?
Being hands-free is definitely me
Living a life of luxury.
I close my eyes and all my dreams are mapped out
That life is all mine. Everything’s fine.
Just need a bit more time.
‘Cos I can see the future
(I won’t tell you just now)
You watch and learn
You’ll discover how
I see that light along the tunnel
It’s burning so bright
That’s why my eyes are so sore and I stay up all night
Why I’m permanently hungry but I never eat a bite
Who could ever sleep or eat with something like this on their mind?
Isn’t life so wonderful...
Everything’s fine, everything’s fine...
I just need a bit more time!
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2. |
Mr Revolutionary
03:09
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Mr Revolutionary
What are you doing now?
Are you confusing me again? Good try.
Think you’re so fantastic? All those words you say.
I don’t care anyway.
So now I must flee while the light remains
There’s time – I can gather myself
Must get clear. Get me out of here.
(pretending you care)
It’s frightening to say but I like all this:
Annoyance on your side alone
One last time I realise now
You’re noting but I have grown.
You’re denying now.
All those band habits that you had can be changed?
“Mr. Revolutionary!” But I don’t agree.
You’re the same now. Can’t you see?
So now I must flee while the light remains
There’s time – I can gather myself
Pull myself clear while there’s still time to breathe
There’s time – I can gather myself
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3. |
Bright White Picket
06:20
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Bright White Picket
Invisible disease, state of mind is this?
My radar’s destroyed. I am blind. Was this
Something destined to happen to me?
Defences have shattered.
Perceptions have warped
In a web of chaos
This ship’s been caught.
And if you ever look my up
You’ll find my restlessly searching here
To find the pieces of my wooden heart
That I once did hold so dear.
And if you take one little peak
Past your own bright white picket fence
I swear you’d have me dancing on the roof
With my astonishment.
I want to know what’s going on.
Situation doesn’t feel right
Familiar soundings no longer in sight.
Or are they? I don’t know.
This place, like a minefield
Can’t keep track anymore
And being trapped in the middle
Is something I can’t endure
And if you ever look my up
You’ll find my restlessly searching here
To find the pieces of my wooden heart
That I once did hold so dear.
And if you take one little peak
Past your own bright white picket fence
I swear you’d have me dancing on the roof
With my astonishment.
This vacuum-sealed container I’m in is bound to explode any second.
The minutes are gradually evaporating
Becoming lost without a trace
It’s so important to spend them wisely and so
I feel I really must flee from this place
Can I reach home before I explode?
This system’s entered self-destruction mode
Does anyone really know what’s going on?
Cracks turn to chasms
It’s a bottomless pit
And it’s dragging me downwards
Bit by bit by bit...
And if you ever look my up
You’ll find my restlessly searching here
To find the pieces of my wooden heart
That I once did hold so dear.
(I once held you so dear)
And if you take one little peak
Past your own bright white picket fence
I swear you’d have me dancing on the roof
With my...
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4. |
The Hypnotist
02:44
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It’s the endless detesting she’s battling against
Drives her forwards and onwards and upwards I guess
But who’s kidding her
And who does SHE kid?
She’s tilting her head as the men pass her by
She smiles at the and blushes. She’s never so shy
It’s a game she plays
She does it almost every single day of the year
As she walks with them she’s lying
As she kisses them she’s lining her pockets with compliments
She’s lining them up all those boys on her fence
She’s so naïve. But it’s all a pretence
She’ll love them and use them, feed off them, seduce them
She does it. She’s done. She’ll do it again
With her cutlery she devours those men.
As she walks with them she’s lying
As she kisses them she’s lining her pockets with compliments
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5. |
Scrambled Egg Man
05:16
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You look like a man who’s been built without foundation
What else can you do but tumble to the ground
I keep telling you you’re strong in hope that you’ll get through it
What use can I be if you refuse to hear a sound?
‘cos you’re just a ‘Scrambled Egg Man’
Digging in the garden
Doesn’t want to reach the bottom
Although you speak few words your mind is hoarse from shouting
There’s nobody to hear what’s happening in your head.
Consumed by time and silence. But she’s never golden.
You’re so wrapped up in your thoughts of all the things she’s said.
‘cos you’re just a ‘Scrambled Egg Man’
Digging in the garden
Doesn’t want to reach the bottom
Bury yourself in darkness
You’ve no idea how to survive
You’ll eventually hit rock bottom
Only then you’ll start to climb
So do you live through this delusion?
Commit, never follow it through
The world is only how you perceive it
So before you start again just think right back to when
Your mind was open and your thoughts were fresh and new
‘cos you’re just a ‘Scrambled Egg Man’
Digging in the garden
Doesn’t want to reach...
Doesn’t want to reach...
Doesn’t want to reach the bottom
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