Hair of the Dog

The man who was mortally wounded in war
Kept on fighting
The man who was cut to the quick by love
Kept on loving
The man who was merciless tortured by thoughts
Kept on thinking
The man who was crippled with concern
Kept on caring

Chorus:
Hair of the dog
Hair of the dog
Hair of the dog that turned
Hair of the dog

The man whose eyes were sore from obscenities
Kept on looking
The man whose heart bled, killed by compassion
Kept on feeling
The man whose legs buckled under exertion
Kept on running
The man whose ears burned to the sound of his own name
Kept on listening

(chorus)

The Passion of Lovers

She had nut painted arms
That were hers to keep
And in her fear
She sought cracked pleasures
The passion of lovers is for death said she
Licked her lips
And turned to feather

And as I watched from underneath
I came aware of all that she keep
The little foxes so safe and sound
They were not dead
They'd gone to ground

Chorus:
The passion of lovers is for death said she
The passion of lovers is for death

(chorus)

She breaks her hear
Just a little too much
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type
As she dips and wails
And slips her banshee smile
She gets the better of the bigger to the letter

(chorus 3x)
The passion of lovers is for death said she

Of Lillies and Remains

In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ring, from Mark.
A token of esteem. Running through ghost closet locker rooms,
to hide from Peter, who has fallen to the old cold stone floor,
wheezing and emitting a seemingly endless flow of ectoplasmic white
goo from ears and mouth. A wind rushes through the hall,
whistles as it breezes through the narrow slits in the green locker doors.
I hide in one of these, number thirteen.
Barely concealed but hopeful
Blackout
Blackout!

I will clinb this high wall
In rememberance of Clancy
To regain or re-earn my life
As I died just a flicker of an eyelid ago
The wall has many holes
And many foot pieces to fasten to
The wall is dangerous, and this is my penance
My penance and my task

I did it once and they wondered
Yet I need to go, once more around
Up breathtakingly
Across rigidly
Down easily - and foolishly
I endeavoured again
To climb the wall in vain
And capture back my chain
Of lillies and remains (3x)

Dancing

Dancing on hot tiles
Dancing on tender hooks
Dancing down church aisles
Dancing on holy books
Dancing on crocodiles
Dancing on hallowed ground
Dancing Nyjinsky style
Dancing with the lost and found

Dancing on rock 'n roll's grave
Dancing on burning coals
Dancing on "Jesus Saves"
Dancing with old scratch soul
Dancing on flick knives
Dancing a stiletto groove
Dancing our nine lives away
Dancing in the Louvre

Dancing in catacombs
Dancing in tuxedo drag
Dancing in dark rooms
Dancing on all your flags
Dancing in the Vatican
Dancing on the papal gown
Dancing on the taxman
Dancing on the crown

We're dancing to the dark side of this tune (2x)

Hollow Hills

Ancient Earth work fort and barrow
Discreetly hide their secret abodes
The most fearful hide deep inside
And venture not there upon Yuletide

For invasion of their hollow hills
The music hold and Oberon fill
Is surely recommended not
For fear of death in fear of rot

Hollow hills (4x)

Baleful sounds and wild voices ignored
In luck disaster the one reward
Violated sanctity of supermen's hills
So sad love lies there still
So sad
So sad
Hollow hills
Hollow hills
Witches too and goblin too and speckled sills
Lament repent oh mortal you
So sad
So sad

Kick In the Eye

And he spoke of pastures green
I was never told why
Each journey lasts an age
And my throat feels dry
It must be the lesson
Hidden deep inside
It must be the lesson
So roll the tide

So I began the crossing
My throat burned dry
Searching for Satori
The kick in the eye
I am the end of reproduction
Given no direction
Every care is taken
In my rejection

Chorus:
Kick in the eye (x4)

Every care is taken
With my rejection
And my abduction
To my addiction
Every care is taken
With my protection
And my abduction
From my addiction

(chorus)

In Fear of Fear

You fear the lesson
And fear to walk
And fear to pass on
Your fear to talk

The teacher was feared
Your parents too
Then you became
The fear of you

Fear

Look to yourself
Climb over the wall
And see behind
That you're not so small
Then you won't blame fear
When competing's too much
As you fall on your back
As you fail to touch

Fear

And I say to you
When your fear is strong
When you fear your life
Then your fear is wrong
Set free your past
So shredding the skin
Then you won't fear
The fear of sin

Fear

Muscle in Plastic

Gonna Be like a dog
Lay flat on my back
Pull my feet off the ground
Let my head hit the sack

Chorus:
I'm muscle in plastic
Nyjinski's bad move
Just a white show piece
I've got nothing to lose

I preach for the praise
Can't laugh so I gaze
Like a bad offset
I'm just counting the days

(chorus)

Sonar blips on my arms
My head's increased
Just a hotel inmate
I'm the lover deceased
I'm the latent impression of a dancer's leg
I like faking persuasion
And laying my bed

(chorus)

The Man With the X-Ray Eye

Shoes that no man would want to wear
Wipe away the night's last cold stare
Red fist curled 'round the house
Was away boy Shelly's shoes
wash

Chocolate power is so crisp
The atomic open house is really here
And we have gone so desperate
Your power knows no bounds
And heavier with time
Are our shoes
That no man would want to wear
New tread wipes a wet road so dry
it stings

Into the borrowed course
Under the dreadful birds
Under the singing soil
And all those guilty clouds

I have seen too much
Wipe away my eyes
Too much

Mask

the man of shadows thinks in clay
dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation day
he's seen in iron environments
with plastic sweat out of chiselled slits for eyes

from the growth underneath the closed mouth
you'll catch if you listen
rack trapped cubist vowels
from a dummy head expression
from a dummy head expression

the transformation is invested
with the mysterious and the shameful
while the thing i am becomes something else
part character part sensation

the shadow is cast

1. David Jay 2. Peter Murphy 3. Kevin Haskins 4. Daniel Ash

1. David Jay

She blamed him for stoking up controversy
In a dreamworld
It's a long way down from Heaven's gate
In the absence of a jury
The case continues
White lies
Seal his bitter fate
The case continues

2. Peter Murphy

Take a fish
And a potato
Hold the fish
And the potato
In your hand
In your hand

Put the potato
In the fish
Make it digest it
Smash it up (2x)

Smash it up (2x)

This is how you make fishcakes
This is how one makes fishcakes
Smash it up
Poke it up

Fishcakes (4x)

Put it down the fish (2x)
Throw it against the wall
Stamp on the fish

Fishcakes (4x)

Throw it on the wall
Smash it on the wall
(2x)

Fishcakes (2x)

3. Kevin Haskins

Do you always keep drumsticks on the piano?
Take it easy
Avoid risks
And if possible, stay at home

Not only is trouble very difficult
But your are advised of staying off ladders
For there may be the danger of performance

There is a lot of stress and strain
Both at work, and at home
But we know
Tomorrow is another day

4. Daniel Ash

Naturally enough
The others have been doing their utmost to match this performance
This is something people get when they continually drink whiskey
I can't drink
I hardly eat these days

Ok, that's fine

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