Evil Man  -  (4:11)

Born to refuse, and raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove by post-colonial prudes:
The city was evil, some country was evil, the hippies were evil,
the writers were evil, the homeless were evil, the workers were evil
the summer was evil, independence was evil

Grown and released with the heart of a thief
Wanting only to seek the very gentlest of streets where
nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil
nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil, nobody's evil

So easy to hate
Just look at the face
The nose in the clouds
The bulge in the brow
and the head on backwards
The need to escape 
all visible space
Continuous drift 
to depend and dismiss
and the head on backwards

(Evil, evil, weak and now feeble, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we who would kneel, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, man we'll get even, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we all know the reason, evil, evil) Evil man!

Here comes the fun
Blink and it's gone
See what you've won
The end's just begun
I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon
I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon, I am the demon

The morning is hell
The night full of blood
Each sickening smell 
announces a flood 
in a human holiday

No wall at the back
No light on the map
No fiction, no fact
no fibre now...chaff
in the human holiday

(Evil, evil, weak and now feeble, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we who would kneel, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil demon, quit while you're even, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we all know the reason, evil, evil) Evil man!

I'm clearing my desk
It's time for a rest
Tomorrow is dead, 
so the worms have been fed
with the head on backwards

The washing of hands
The kissing of feet
The failure which brands
Nightmare without sleep
To any fool with a grievance,
it's open season!

(Evil, evil, weak and now feeble, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we who would kneel, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, quit while you're even, evil, evil) Evil man!
(Evil, evil, we all know the reason, evil, evil) Evil man!


Something Bad  -  (3:05)

I was raised to expect continuity.  Instead I get this..

The monster has red hair
The monster has green eyes
She laughs and bites her quarry's nose 
as she pulls herself astride
Her double-jointed hips now do their tricks
and you can hear his plaintive yells
from the plane-crash craters in the Scottish hills
to the burning oil wells

Something bad is giving birth to a thing which won't melt to your touch
Something bad is giving birth to something worse and it's gonna hurt

His Reebok shoes let in the rain 
and he coughs into the dawn
as he searches for space on the synagogue wall 
to draw swastikas on
Job descriptions change on the firing range
All generals are friends
So it's down to the dole with the molotovs
It's problem time again

Something bad is giving birth to a thing which won't melt to your touch
Something bad is giving birth to something worse and it's gonna hurt

You built the metal birds who shrink the skies
and bring your waitress from the other side of a world 
All these birds bringing death
You find all of our good, there's only death left

Big black hawk swinging low 
over the rat-run streets of the English ghetto
Clean spirit of the island, home at last
Come on, come on, come on -- crash!

One man felt ashamed running guns and cocaine
for his short-term gain, so every one of us must pay
In his New World Order, you can have some nerve gas with your air
Thanks to the CIA pussy in the President's chair!

Something bad is giving birth; in the sky its belly bursts!
Something bad is giving birth; it calls for wounds to slake its thirst
Something bad is giving birth; no more decay, no more dirt
Something bad is giving birth; in therefore's name it stalks the earth

Do you feel?
You can deal?
Can you fuck?


Valhalla Avenue  -  (3:19)

You awake, lying still while light makes landfall 
in the steel suburban room 
The windows show, row on row, all the same: 
More people are summoned round to chase to blue

Your lips still work,  you know your name
but know not why nor whence you came
You have no past, you have no guilt
You've arrived, you've arrived
Dreams, nightmares are through
You've arrived, you've arrived
on Valhalla Avenue

You were a drunk, you kept a filthy home
and you hated hard with confusion in your heart
The barren weeks, the amnesiac years
You'd put the world off till tomorrow and let despair tear you apart

Well, now they're breaking down the door
You hide away, safe no more
Scream as they drag you from your bed
When you recount from a bleeding head
You've arrived, you've arrived
but redemption was not for you
You've arrived -- goodbye 
to Valhalla Avenue

So long!  Cheerio!  Bye bye!
I'll see you later on!  
Next time, I hope it's fun!


1000%  -  (3:58)

{"What do we have for you, sir?  What would you like?"
"What do ya got?"}

Let me in, let me in, let me in
Oh please, please, please, please!
I might die but I don't care

You could tackle the trainer then run for two days
through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain
She appears in a hail of carbon and steam
with a hissing of brakes and a four-alarm scream

Her headlamp eyes are on you
She sees behind the child around you
There's nowhere you could run to
even if you wanted -- and it's too late now!

Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please -- 1000%, 1000%
Let me in, let me in, let me in right now -- 1000%

She has dirtied up the windows
She has lived in a trance
She has killed for her pleasure
She makes you look slow and stupid
And you cannot escape her--no creator!
Her frantic behaviour--no creator!

And it dawned through the bricked-up window
You see a mangled tree and a rainbow
Rough ground to a dim horizon
when you're a world away from the halfway of life
which protected you--then rejected you!

Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please -- 1000%, 1000%
Let me in, let me in, let me in right now -- 1000%

Die, quiver, groin, shake, head, shake, head, shake, head, shake, leg, shake,
quiver, quiver, quiver, quiver, shudder, shudder, shudder, shudder.......!!!
Resolve!  Resolve!

Let me in, let me in, let me in, oh please -- 1000%, 1000%
Let me in, let me in, let me in right now -- 1000%, 1000%

I'll tell your wives about all my obsessions / just to get what I want
and get you all to do what I want
I'll do anything I want with anybody I like
I'm free
I tell, I tell you, I tell you it's true....


North Atlantic Wind  -  (4:47)

He sits in the light of the carousel
with his children running 'round his knees
While the wind howls down through the fishing boat mast
the lights sway and the barkers freeze

Well, his clothes are ragged and his smile is bright
and the world he's in is only his
so let no fool come up and look at him and say,
"How'd you get to be like this?  
Not even 30 yet and you're like this!"

North Atlantic wind will warp our resting veins
It will dissolve you finally
and naked you'll die, under the black sky, lost and alone

In the all-night party at the chemical plant, 
everybody's feeling grand
The Irish peasants haven't had this much fun,
since their ancestors fled the land.
A man with a hammer smashes down a wall, 
and everybody shouts, "Hooray!"
and the virgins get taken in the shower stalls,
where the cyanide comes up the drains.
Don't call an ambulance if you can't pay.

North Atlantic Wind will warp our resting veins
It'll put you back down in your place
and take that arrogant look off your face

North Atlantic Wind will cut through bone and brain
Oh, be glad that you can still feel pain
because naked you'll die, under the black sky, lost and alone


Purple Window  -  (4:38)

He and she, their empty house
He's awake, she sleeps
His eyes are for one sight alone
the Purple Window

Now his desires, his secret wish, he never lets her see
'cause he keeps it here for the shape that lives in the purple window
The purple window
The purple window
The purple window

Celebrations and perspiration 
and exploration are gone for good now

The end is sometimes hard to see
The way is wide and clear
but with contrition here, remission there
well, it could take weeks or years
and there's the purple window
The purple window
The purple window

You know where his love goes
and he can see the girl dance
Every move, every line 
and he can see his own funeral
in the Purple Window


Go Home Bible Mike  -  (4:40)

{"One was taking the gate down today and one reads the Bible."}

Welcome to Apeville!  
Now you're a citizen, too
Meet Mrs. Doreen Pompidou
She'd like to do the shimmy on top of you
The wall is coming down
The one which holds the house up
A brass band playing in a dumptruck 
is visible through clouds of brickdust
as people dressed as cows form an orderly queue
for a drug that makes you dead for a second or two
I raise myself from my punchbowl, drowning:
"The Yakuza are singing -- it can't be true!"

Go away, Bible Mike!
Go home, Bible Mike!
Go home, Bible Mike!
Go home, Bible Mike!

Her hand squeezes mine and I shudder
She says, "That was one shock, now here comes another
You really don't remember, do you?" 
I said, "Why?  Am I supposed to?
Me, the slut of dishevelled women
whom fun has made sad and careless?"
and she's knocked me onto the greasy floor
and a eunuch is barring the only door
Pilar, in her room above the pharmacia, 
smiles as she pictures your little thing 
Imagine her surprise when she looks through the window
and sees you riddled with bullets while the cops all sing

Go home, Bible Mike!
Go home, Bible Mike!
You preach without a right
Go home, Bible Mike!

You don't make me laugh, you don't make me horny,
so what the hell are we doing here?
Gasping all night in this Nazi city
You bit it, I'm bleeding, we're sliding in my blood
Humping in my blood
Market my blood!
Market my blood!

You got a tourist mind
Deaf, dumb and blind 
to all the pain you bring
This is more than just sin
"Am I really such a nightmare?  
If I had a home I'd go there."

Anytime you like
This court says, "Take a hike"
The slate will not be wiped
Just go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Bible Mike
Go home, Bible Mike



Perfumes Of Paradise  -  (3:03)

Somebody's threatened you, well, you know why
Time now to pay for misdeeds you deny

Life can be cheerless in intensive care
Keep a cool head and you won't know you're there
You won't need a shot when you sniff just a drop
of the perfumes of paradise!
{"Then we're dead!"}

Bulldoze the street where they said you were born
Take a new name and before it put "Lord"
Tranquil and slow, nostrils aglow with the perfumes of paradise

From my bed to the street it is 30 paces (and getting nearer)
and I sniff and repent in all the right places
and a speeding truck crashes in on our front door
and the telephone rings and says, "Have you no conscience?"

When planning a genocide, starting a war
say that it's gentler than others before
It sells lots of TV's and ribbons and flags
and makes all the doubters look spineless and bad

Even big heads of state should spray in their wake
The perfumes of paradise



Greyhair  -  (4:26)

Greyhair fool
Shoes undone
The fields ahead
Leaves black as coal
Landmark-free
No walls, No trees 
to greet him on this night of his return

So who will love this lie on legs
who can't change skin and is not yet dead?
The universal foreigner
The homeless, greyhair son

Scrambles blind up muddy slope
then silent shakes before rusty gates--C

There's a house, its roof caved in
A rusty wreck of car / A lightning-blasted tree
and a man who says, "So here you are--the boy who broke the plough,
who struck his father down, who told us to be damned
and betrayed us to the Englishman!"

"Who will love this lie on legs?  On paving-stones I've made my bed
Not a living soul now speaks my name but here at least I have my shame
I thought to come and taste once more what the priestly fables all ignore: 
the un-eternal consequence," says the greyhair son

Greyhair fool / Shoes undone / He'll top at dawn / Now hews his plough
Wind blows on / The soil is poison / He sets to work / He and his plough
Final union / He and his plough / Plough


C7/Breakfast With Bandog  -  (3:31)

I just survive any way I can
No guru, no method, no pension plan
Your luck's just as plain as I'm not paying attention
I'm gonna take her with me in my satanic stretcher

They call me the [???] to Islam's plan
I am!  I fucking am!
and now you say I'm a reprobate, well that's okay
but you wouldn't if I, say, got paid
They said you really should come with me
to [????] and [????]

And now they call me the [????]
That's me!....

On Christmas Day the sky is full
Babies wail through the wafer wall
We penetrate a steepless face
Lies now in who know's flat
This is the one possible mystic act

Breakfast with Bandog / Morning coffee with Khali
Golden gutters where we can beg
You run to the cupboard
with your hacknail and drown
Wish me dead


Ray Of Hope, Hoe Of Rape  -  (4:14)

A glass ravine / The low clouds which wink
The boughs burnt diesel and burning pig
Wide rutted streets
"666 Park Avenue", yells a big red sign
cos it's an Anglo-Saxon in love with his doom
who left such a cheeky shrine

Then all at once the daylight came / The river lay ahead
In it stood a wooden horse so tall the water reached but half its leg
A sign nearby read "Damn You Law--this horse's hollow core
contains the means for your destruction!"
This all passersby ignored

"Save us, save us...."

When the great explorers, fortune hunters / Slave men, conmen set their sails
They dreamed of monsters without brains 
Great hulks to block their treasure trail 
Well, they got by with homicide but here's the end to the magic spell:
Now the monsters lie in mouths, in veins, in genitals, in empty bellies

Baby, baby, won't you treat me kind?
I'm only a white man who longs to die
To end I need the power that you must give me
Send the children outside!  Don't resist!  Don't cry!"

The ray of hope as hoe of rape
reflecting light from tractor headlamps into the victim's face

We bleat about our pain and how we lost and feel defiled
and we cry all night for Santa Claus to make our blizzard mild
The poor kind European white man never hurt a fly
We were friends to all the races, every woman, every child
"Save us, save us...."

So back in the dirty hotel I lay in my clothes and I slept
I dreamed that I was face-to-face with an amorous dragon
who wanted to kill me and beckoned
I approached, unsheathed, and said, "Let's go!  Let's go!  Let's go!"

Let me be at one with my destruction
Won't you please acquaint me with your beautiful loss?
Let's go!


Be Dead  -  (2:04)

{"The way to keep people in line is to scare the shit out of 'em."}

Be dead / Be dead....

{"There isn't anybody left."}
{"No no no!"}
{"Everything is running out."}
{"No no no!"}

Be dead / Be dead....

{"Everything is running out."}