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Forever The Same
Where The Heart Is
Numbers
Heat
Kitchen Sink Drama
Baby Doll
Loving You, Hating Me
The Art of Falling Apart
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Hey Joe
Martin
He's in a world of his own
    He's in a world of his own
    He'd like the time to play with his mind
    He'd like the time to go
    He sees the things that pass him by
    And the things that he never owned
    Everyone has and he has not
    So he lives in a world of his own
Chorus
He cried, he lied
  He's cool, he's kind
  He heads out on a friday night,
  He gets drunk and he starts a fight
  And he loses his mind
  And he loses his sight
  Because times are hard
  And money is tight
  Because he has the pressure
  He has the blame
  Life never changes
  Forever the same
He's in a world of his own
  He has a child but he doesn't know
  He wanted love, so he loved himself
  But he's at an all-time low
  He's in a world of his own
  He's in a hell of his own
  He watches the clock and watches the time
  Watches life slip by on the assembly line
  And the youth he's never known
Repeat chorus three times
Forever the same (2x)
Atmospheres are tense today
    Mother and father are rowing again
    Silently seated around the table
    You're the one that's getting the blame
    Father looks at you like a snake
    You play with the food upon your plate
    No one seems to be on your side
    Things that threaten to hurt your pride
Chorus
Mother loves to be concerned
  Using lessons that she learnt
  Fathers never understand
  When children have the upper hand
Smiling you did your time at school
  Crying quietly like a fool
  Saturday night and Sunday morning
  Did all the things they asked you to do
  They say that home is where the heart is
  But home is only where the hurt is
  Pull the wool over the eyes
  Forget the worries that you started
Repeat chorus
When you stayed out every night
  The first time from your parent's sight
  They started to show some concern
  But by then it was too late
  Feel it's time to pull away
  Shut your ears to all they say
  Be yourself you know it's true
  When in the end what's left is you
Repeat chorus twice
Numbers
    Who's the person that you woke up next to today
    If you were any older
    Then you'd know you'd have to pay your way
    Well maybe you do already
    But you make out they pay you
    Did you ask yourself where did love go wrong with you?
Numbers
  Don't tell me your name I don't want to know
  And don't forget to take the reminders when you go
  Good things had to end
  And I was never any good at saying goodbye
  Because when I say goodbye a silly thing happens
  And I always cry
Numbers
  You're looking so thin these days are you doing speed?
  (No, numbers)
  Have you seen your face? Now you're really going to seed
  (Playing numbers)
  Doing a nine to five in the day
  And you never know their names
  Because names make a person real
  And there's no real people in these games
Numbers
  Pass them on and pass them by
  Numbers
  Never hold a good thing down for long
  Numbers
  Throw 'em away like Kleenex
  Numbers
  Pick them up and push them away
  Numbers
  Oh numbers
Until you wake up one day
  And find that you're a number
  Repeat 2 lines above another 3 times
Body one, body two, body three, body
  four (2x)
  Numbers
It was the heat of the night I think
    Or it could've been the effect of the drink
    But I had to brush away the flies
    That started to collect around your eyes
    I've still the taste of the sweat and the dust
    You're still playing games and abusing my trust
Chorus
In the heat of the night
  In the glow of the light
  It's the back and the bite
  That's feeling alright
  Do you use our bodies like cigarettes
  Do you need them for ego
  Do you need them for sex
Repeat entire verse
It was a bite of a night gone wrong
  And the effect of listening to negative songs
  Stuck in a love scene by blood and sand
  And the way the room keeps spinning around
  I've still the taste of the sweat and the dust
  (Now I know what they mean by what it can do)
  You're still playing games and abusing my trust
  (And they're having a strange effect on the way I feel)
Repeat chorus
And you're moaning about your wasted
  life
  Lying there listening to "Spanish Eyes"
  With the cups on the floor
  And the flakes in the sink
  And the room all in smoke
  And then you full of drink
You skin's going dry
  And the colour of sand
  Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
  (Now I know what they mean by what it can do)
  (And they're having a strange effect on the way I feel)
Repeat above lines until fade
(Turn away, turn away, turn away...)
Passing time in the afternoon
    Cleaning the bathroom floor
    Rearranges things in the dining room
    Covers the chip on the kitchen door
    The paper boys winks as he hands her a paper
    He's cheekier every day
    She undoes her apron and sings on the sofa
    Throws all her household chores away
Chorus
She's in a fantasy
  It's not so hard to see
  That she is living a lie
  She'll never be the same
  She shuts her eyes again
  Waves all her worries goodbye
Puts on her make-up
  And smoothes down her dress
  And finds the right words to say
  Holds a remaining spark of beauty
  Escape is only a romance away
  Troubles come flooding back with her migraine
  She trembles and shuts her eyes
  It's a good thing that friends come in little bottles
  Time to shake up and prepare for the lies
Repeat chorus
Pushing the hair back from her face
  Shaping her thoughts in the sky
  Heaven is through her kitchen window
  "Pity it's only a dream", she sighs
  Imagines herself as Elizabeth Taylor
  The paper boy cycles away
  She turns on the stove
  Soon her husband is home
  "Hello dear, it's been such a long day"
Repeat chorus twice
Baby doll is on her trapeze
    Wearing the smile that she never sees
    Thinking of her dollar as she tries to tease (3x)
Baby Doll (3x)
Time to play Sheba on a water stage
  Taking off the clothes that are griming with age
  Rubbing down the skin that is white and cold
  And the sticking plasters that cover up the holes
  Stand up by a man that would do her home
  Needs to earn the money that will feed his own
  He promised you security safe and warm
  He promised you security safe and warm
Chorus:
  They'll never know the hurt that you feel inside
  The emptiness you try to hide
  (chorus 2x)
  
  I would melt your eyes that are glassy and cold
  And that's for the future when you grow old
  Baby doll (2x)
  They'll never know the hurt you feel inside
  The emptiness you try to hide
Take a tiny costume from a pile of
  clothes
  Just a touch of glitter and a blob of gold
  Pick on a failure make his knees go weak
  Mouth open, eyes wide, fake your peak (4x)
He'll wipe a line of dribble foaming
  from his mouth
  Make your wages later when you're back at his house
  Try to hide the mirror 'cause it's never kind
  Kick stop a heart that's so hard to find
  Try to save the beauty and to draw the line
  Baby, baby, baby doll
  Continue your search for a genuine love (2x)
Repeat until fade
Baby, baby, baby doll
We've hit those depths again
    Playing black games again
    Black mellow lies
    And the narrowing of eyes
    Playing those games again
    You hold the reins again
    But then I turned the card
    And you know I hit hard
Chorus
Loving you, hating me
  It's the other side of love
  It's the side that you don't want to see
Shaking your head that way
  It's so true when they say
  That love is a pain in the heart
  A pain that pulls apart
  I'm breaking rules again
  You're breaking hearts again
  Pretend to despise
  When there's love in your eyes
Repeat chorus twice
And I'm loving you
  And you're hating me
  It's the other side of love (2x)
Loving you, when you're hating me
  It's the other side of love (3x)
Falling through at the seams
    Living life in a dream
    Even smiles make a lie
    And I smile all the time
Chorus
I'm skilled at the art
  Of falling apart
  It's the holding together
  Together forever
Trying all of the vices
  Is what's doing the damage
  All the good things are bad things
  And I'm paying the prices
chorus
I'm covered in bruises
  From mixing with losers
  It's the black and the blue
  That's seeing me through
My cigarette diet
  Means my throat hurts like hell
  My friends say I'm dying
  But I do it so well
chorus 2x
I'm skilled at the art
  It's the holding together
  Together forever
  Entire verse 3x
Together forever (3x)
  It's the holding together
  Together forever
Hey Joe
    Where you going
    With that gun in your hand
    I'm going down to shoot my lady
    Caught her messing 'round with another man
Hey Joe
  I heard you shot your woman down
  Hey Joe
  I heard you shot her down
  Shot her down to the ground
Yes I did
  I shot her
  I caught her messing 'round
  Messing 'round town
  I shot her in the head
Hey Joe
  Where you gonna run to
  Gonna run to now
  You better run, you better run
  You better run run run
I'm going way down south
  Way down to Mexico way
  I'm going way down south
  Way down to Mexico way
  You ain't gonna get me
  No one's gonna put a rope around me
Martin is talking to you
Martin is a boy with problems
Martin has a family history
Martin has too many nightmares
He lives in a fantasy
There's a danger that he'll take too far
His morbid curiosity
He's seen too many creepy films
He's read too many books
Martin sleeps with all the lights on
Martin's seen too many looks
He lives out a strange obsession
Tries hard to resist
But Martin needs his strange obsession
To exist
(Kill, kill, kill)
He's far too pale and far too frail
  To be a normal boy
  There's something shining in his eyes
  The things he'd like to say
  Martin had a lot to live down
  Growing up in a mining town
  Torches burning in the trees
  The shivering lust of blood
  He's the star of many horror movies
  But deep inside he's good
There's an illness flowing through him
  That's as old as time
  And though he watches and he waits
  He knows he's not to blame
  The face at the window
  The hand under the bed
  Martin has hallucinations
  Dreams that he's dead
  He finds the hunger's at its worst
  When he's in bed
(Kill, kill, kill)
He's finding hard to keep control
  He knows it won't be long
  And his tongue rolls over his dried lips
  And the voice lingers on
Repeat various combinations of...
  Martin
  Martin
  Martin
  (Kill, kill, kill)
  ...until fade
Todas as músicas de D. Ball / M. Almond exceto "Hey Joe" de Jimmy Hendrix