Visage

Weird styles, mood shapes
New modes, far too long my fashion takes
  
  For my Visage
  
  Visuals in magazines, reflex styles
Past, future in extreme
  
  For my Visage

Blocks on Blocks

Reflections, of the river passing by
Reflections, of the place between the sky
It's too black, casting shadows
On the bridges built so close to that aura
  
Walking (to the sign) before my eyes
Dreaming (it's too late) to realise
Stop! You've gone too far this time
You're toying with reality

Blocks on blocks are all around
Neon lit for silent sound

Figures (in a doorway) in the night
Dancing (moving shadows) with the light
Talking to a stranger
On the bridges built so close to that aura
  
Standing, on a runway all alone
Listening, to an engine heading home
Crying, on the inside
Wishing I could get away from that aura

Lying, on the runway all alone
Listening to an engine heading home
Stop! you've gone too far this time
You're toying with reality

The Dancer *

(Instrumental)

Tar

Remember health warning
It's printed on the packet
Middle tar, low tar, high tar
Doesn't that make you die

Taking on out of the packet
It's just a force of habbit
You know you cannot stop it
The why was the reason why

(Chorus)

Nerves, nerves
Tension, tension
Addiction, addiction, addiction, addiction
Low tar, high tar

Nicotine stain on your finger
Try to wash off but it still linger
Cigarette holder just a joke
Don't really take bad away from smoke

(chorus)

Remember health warning
It's printed on the packet
Middle tar, low tar, high tar
Doesn't that make you die

(Chorus)

Remember, remember, remember

Tar, Tar, Tar... (fade 'till end)

Fade to Grey **

Deperir a gris

One man on a lonely platform
One case sitting by his side
Two eyes staring cold and silent
Show fear as he turns to hide

We fade to Grey

Un homme dans une gare desolee
Une valise a ses cotes
Des yeux fixes et froids
Motre de la peur lorsqu'il
Se tourne pour se cacher

We Fade to Grey

Sent la pluie comme un ete anglais
Comme les notes d'une chanson lointaine
Sortant de derriere d'un poster
Esperant que la vie ne fut si longue

Feel the rain like an English summer
Feel the notes from a distant song
Stepping out from a back shop poster
Wishing life wouldn't be so dull

We Fade to Grey

Malpaso Man

Social route
Black hat
Cold eyes

Pointed boot 
No heart
Never cries 

Hot sun
Desert sand
One man

On his own
Stands alone
Never ran

No ties 
No claims 
No name

Man of frenzy
Man of fortune
Man of fame

No show
Gotta go
Mexico

Every man
Wanna be 
Malpaso

Mind of a Toy

My painted face is chipped and scratched
My mind seems to fade too fast
Clutching straws, sinking slow
Nothing lasts, nothing lasts

A puppets motion controlled by a string
By a stranger I've never met
A nod of the head and a pull of a thread
I can't say no, can't say no

Chorus:
When a child throws down a toy
When I was new you wanted me
Now I'm old you no longer see me
When a child throws down a toy
Spite for girl, hate for boy
When a child throws out a toy

I'm all dressed up and no where to go
On a music box that never stop
I'll dance for if you want me to
Move in time, move in time

A wooden head and a broken heart
Used, abused and torn apart
I gave you my best and you gave me the rest
It's time to dye, time to dye

(chorus x3 fading...)

Moon Over Moscow

(Instrumental)

Visa-age

Name the place, for a rendez-vous
Name the time, and I'll get to you
Take a train, take a motorway
And take a plane, take it any day

And take a drink, as you leave the ground
Time to think, hearing headphone sound
Close your eyes, you're drifting far away
Realise, that you'll be home today

Visa-age
I know the place
Visa-age
I can't forget
Visa-age
I'll go direct
Visa-age

Leave the trash, of your life behind
It's time to move, shake those ties that bind
Letting go, all that's old and blue
You've gotta know, just where you're going to

So take a chance, and take a case in hand
We find romance, it's a far off land
Close your eyes, you're drifting far away
And realise, you could be there today

Visa-age
A different time
Visa-age
Another place
Visa-age
Destinations
Visa-age

I know you from somewhere
I know we've met

Visa-age
A different town
Visa-age
Another place
Visa-age
These destinations
Visa-age

So faint in the distance
A speck on the map
A stamp on my passport
No time to look back

The Steps

(Instrumental)

Todas músicas por Visage exceto * Ure/Egan, e ** Currie/Ure/Payne

Músicos: Steve Strange              Midge Ure                Billy Currie
  John McGeogh        Rusty Egan          Dave Formula

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