White Boys and Heroes
We're in the movies
We're heroes
We sparkle at night
Love among puppets
And one day
I'll pull all the strings

White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem

Was my wife the doctor
The patient
Or something obscene

A history of nothing
Like a see-through song in disguise

Heroes are tough
And have no time
For women and boys

I won't cry
Til this thing is over
And someone agrees

White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem

White boys and heroes
We have no time for celebration
We have no time left at all
White boys and heroes
War Songs
I like new fashion
I like old stories
Like my sister used to tell
This is the voice
This is the picture
I like romantics
But I don't like Steven

Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love war songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn

I like the welcome
I like my sunbed
But it burns me alive
I like old heroes
I like old film stars
Dirty pictures... snap snap
I like intrusion
When she's dressed in white
A nervous bride
I don't remember
If she's black or white
This is the heart

Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love war songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn

This could be it
This could be nothing
Will you remember
When the sparkle dies down
I like Ferraris
L like this fame
Appreciation in the strangest ways
I could believe
In such things for now
Don't like to crash... climb, climb
I like the dancer
Like you're supposed to
I'll keep my mouth shut
But I won't like this

Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love war songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn
A Dream of Siam
You and me are old
You and me are youn
You and me have always
Let words go unsung

Nothing left to see
Nothing left to do
Nothing left to talk about

How I intrude
This impossible room
I still believe
That great American smile

Nothing's ever right
Nothing's ever wrong
But nothing's ever quite like
The stories and songs (nothing ever)

Heroes always bleed
This impossible dream
I still believe
That great American smile
Music for Chameleons
At four o'clock we land
And I'll wave my flag for you
Interest in heart
We are not savage
Like children
We're people
“What difference?” I say

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons

A dream of Siam
We could leave in the morning
Old friends and shy
We need to win
Like you need to breathe
I've an interest in games

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons

Gowns for another show
Maybe no one will come
Here take my arm
I like the pictures
And you like ghost stories
Tomorrow I'll sight

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons
This is My House
I read a book
About conversation and you
I listen to
Stories that intrude on my heart again

This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
Welcome to me

My picture of your face
Will disappear with time
Patience in eyes
That say occupied
Quite peculiar

This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
Welcome to me
I, Assassin
We are assassins
We are not evil
We act with reason and heart
Your heart

We are not vicious
Is that surprising?
We're so much larger than life

I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am

“I just arrived
Something to fix
This new depression”

We are not hunters
We are just patient
We'll wait a lifetime for you
Just you

I've never felt good
I've never felt bad
I've never felt much at all

I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am

“There's nothing personal
Just read the papers
That's realism”
The 1930's Rust
Listen good
Don't cry for me
Don't cry anymore

Now just shut your mouth
This point of view
Appeals to me

Listen babe
Say you've got no one tonight

Same old smile
That cracked a thousand hearts
But not mine

Same old line
I've read the book
And I know you well

Listen babe
Say you've got no one tonight

What's this feeling
That I don't believe?
No concern on my face

What's it for?
You dream of something
Like I dreamed of you

Listen babe
Say you've got no one tonight
We Take Mystery to Bed
Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things for her to expect
Withdraw the feelings “you can, you can't”
I called your number as you told the world

Something is wrong

There is no longer any normal to be
Your my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless confessions of me and you and greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes

Something is wrong

CD Bonus Tracks
Noise Noise
What's it to you
If I feel now
Just a face in the wall
Crawling out of the ground
Now look at me
You cry
Like a leaf in the fall
I fly in the sky, don't you?

What's it to you
This noise noise
Like a plaque on the wall
One of these days
I'll just leave
(What's it to you?)
As boys drown
You feel like young gods
You know
All young gods must fade
(What's it to you?)

(some spoken lines, incomprehensible)

What's it to you
Going down boys
Like a screw in the wall
My lovers never leave in love
Play war like marines
Just noise noise
Just roar roar
One of these days

(What's it to you?)

[Spoken:] OK, that'll do...

[During fadeout:]
What's it to you
This noise noise
Like a bug (???) on the wall...
War Games
Stone shapes and me
I'll stay now
Nothing's forever
This time there's no goodbye

A female son
But I won't change again
One of these days
I'll love it all and sleep
You are slow poison young friend
Just give me time to reply

What am I saying
There's nothing left to steal
One of these days
The Image Is
I intrude on patience
I intrude on young hearts
I intrude on all such things
That can take you by surprise
Time and time again
So?

I've no welcome for you
I've no welcome for talk
I've no welcome in my house
I've tried too long you know
Time and time again

[The rest of the lyric is missing from the CD booklet.]
We Take Mystery (To Bed) (Early Version)
Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things for her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world

Someone is wrong
Someone is wrong

I'll find the answer, you'll take mystery to bed
My sister coma she was always too shy
You told the story crying 'Darling too good to last'
You taste of love just like the sex smell of me

Someone is wrong

There is no longer any normal to me
You're my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless possessions of me & you & greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes

Someone is wrong

You are slow poison that glows in the dark
Such isolation is good for the heart
We will take mystery to bed for the night

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