She Blinded Me With Science
It's poetry in motion
She turned her tender eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
Mmm - but she blinded me with science
"She blinded me with science!"
And failed me in biology
When I'm dancing close to her
"Blinding me with science - science!"
I can smell the chemicals
"Science!"
"Science!"
Mmm - but it's poetry in motion
and when she turned her eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
Mmm - but she blinded me with science
"She blinded me with science!"
And failed me in geometry
When she's dancing next to me
"Blinding me with science - science!"
"Science!"
I can hear machinery
"Blinding me with science - science!"
"Science!"
It's poetry in motion
and now she's making love to me
The spheres are in commotion
The elements in harmony
She blinded me with science
"She blinded me with science!"
And hit me with technology
'Good heavens Miss Sakamoto - you're beautiful!"
I don't believe it!
There she goes again!
She's tidied up and I can't find anything!
all my tubes and wires
And careful notes
And antiquated notions
but - it's poetry in motion
And when she turned her tender eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
Mmm - but she blinded me with science
"She blinded me with science!"
And failed me in geometry
"She blinded me - with science!"
She blinded me with...
Radio Silence
Caroline
Makes the final adjustments
in her rear-view mirror
she's nervous and tense
but she's thinking it over
with logic and sense
she'll overcome her phobia...
oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
carve her legend on the bow - Caroline four-five-two
when they come to call for her I will be there too...
Observe observe
Radio Silence observe
maintain thoughout
...Now where can he be?
What's wrong with the parking meter? What's happening to me?
she'll burst a blood vessel if he doesn't show
she's caught up in traffic
and I'm on her radio...
oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
raise her likeness on the mast - Caroline four-five-two
when they come to call for her, I will be there too...
She tune in till the tune suits her right
she tune in till the dial come alright
she tune the dial till the needles.'s in the white
tune in tonight
tune in tonight
tune in tonight...
try to think of nothing
Airwaves
Strange how the scale forms
in tiny patterns
on my antenna
and the Five O'Clock Show, hello hello...
Brooklyn is crawling with famous people
I turn my vehicle beneath the river, West from South
Chorus:
Through the airwaves -
people never read the airwaves
do we only feed the airwaves
or stamp them out of street level?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
the airwaves - the tension of the skin
the airwaves I really should have seen through.
Electric fences line our new freeway
here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave
knee-deep in water under a pylon
how slow my heartbeat, how thin the air I'm breathing in
Control has enabled the abandoned wires again
but the copper cables all rust in the acid rain
that flood the subway
with elements of our corrosian
cabled in to me...
Through the airwaves -
People never read the airwaves
do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level ?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
The airwaves - the tension of the skin
The airwaves
Be in my broadcast when this is over
give me your shoulder, I need a place
to wait for morning.
No it was nothing - some car backfiring -
pleased don't ask questions
(chorus)
I itch all over
let me sleep.
Flying North
Metal bird dip wing of fire
whose airlanes comb dark Earth
the poles are tether we were born in
on thr brink of a whole new deal
on the floor of a hotel bar
I'm staring right into the light
and I'm drawn in like a moth
and I'm flying North again...
Here come the men in suits
paper waving in the runway glare
Lincoln streaming in the chilly air of the morning
at the end of a double day
at the back of an airport lounge
I'm staring down into the cold
and I'm warn out like a cloth
and I'm flying North again tonight.
Down with the landing gear
up goes the useless prayer
the poles are tethers we were born in
now I'm back in the London night
on a bench in a launderette
I'm staring right into my face
and I'm drawn out like a plot
and I'm flying North again tonight.
Weightless
Some nights he's weightless
he has to travel
his mouth is gravel
and there's an empty feeling within his heart...
Eye on the fuelguage
Westchester Thruway
that triple octane
won't contain the empty feeling in Dolby's heart...
Same old insecurity strap him into his carseat
and a sump started leaking all over New Jersey
gas stations everywhere -
not one drop to fill me.
Big hunk of carrot cake
blueberry milkshake
fistful of coldrex
won't fix the empty feeling in Lizzy's heart...
so she flicks on the TV
takes in a movie
but all those memories
won't erase the empty feeling from in her heart...
Then a dog woke inside her head to watch the explosion
and a pipe started leaking as she bent to the basin
fruit juice everywhere -
not one drop to fill me
'You could be the one' she whispered
'listen - love is all you've ever wanted
all you'll ever need.'
End of our summer
your body weightless in condensation
my heart learned to swim
and the feeling was gone again.
Europa And The Pirate Twins
I was fourteen
she was twelce
father travelled - hers as well - Europa...
down the beaches
hand in hand
twelfth of never on the sand
then war took her away
we swore a vow that day:
Chorus:
we'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
oh my country
I'll stand beside you in the rain, Europa
ta republique...
nine years after who'd I see
on the cover of a magazine? Europa...
buy her singles and see all her films
paste her pictures on my windowsill
but that's noy quite the same - it isn't, is it?
Europa my old friend...
(chorus)
blew in from the hoveport
she was back in London
I pushed past the papermen
calling her name
she smiled for the cameras
as a bodyguard grabbed me
then her eyes were gone for ever
as they drove her away.
Wind Power
Switch off the mind and let the heart decide
who you were meant to be
flick to remote and let the body glide
there is no enemy!
Etch out a future on your own design
well tailored to your needs
then fan the flame and keep the dream alive
of a continent
a continent a continent a continent a-
there is no enemy!
switch off the mind and let the heart decide
we're a continent
a continent a continent a continent a-
shatter the lens and grind it into sand
one measured exposure
scatted the seed and furrow in our land
the future is roses! roses!
switch off the mind and let the heart decide
there is no enemy!
lift up the heart of this your only tribe
we're a continent
a continent a continent a continent a
Commercial Breakup
Night so bright - transmission smooth
I take my head and stuff it in the tube
I find something that I can use
but there's no credit where no credit is due,
it cost me ten dollars
and in thirty seconds it's so clear
and I adhere - I'm only humanoid
Oh man - they're waving from the street again
"Hey Franzi!" they're calling up to me
"We're living, we're living through the breakup,
commercial breakup, here it comes again."
Well just today you told me,
You told me 'bout the way it is
I walk on out and make me
a few small purchases.
What was that name you called me
What was that grin you grinned?
An expression so uncertain
that breaks a aline so thin?
Now that 2-D beckons - the colour is high
it seems so ripe - don't touch the line hold
Something has dropped me in the heat again
"Hey Franzi!" they're calling up to me
"We're living, we're living through the breakup,
commercail breakup, here it comes again."
One Of Our Submarines
A hungry heart
to regulate their breathing
one more night
the Winter Boys are freezing in their spam tin
the Baltic moon
along the Northern seaboard
and down below
the Winter Boys are waiting for the storm
bye-bye Empire, Empire bye-bye
shallow water - channel and tide
and I can trace my history
down the generations to my home
in one of our submarines
the red light flicker, sonar weak
air valves hissing open
half her pressure blown away
flounder in the ocean
see the Winter Boys -
drinking heavy water from a stone
bye-bye Empire, Empire bye-bye
shallow water - channel and tide
bye-bye Empire, Empire bye-bye
tired illusions drown in the night
and I can trace my history
down one generations to my home
in one of our submarines
one of our submarines is missing tonight
seems she ran aground on manoeuvres
one of our submarines
Cloudburst At Shingle Street
We climb the cliffs
and hang from trees
wrap the rocks and the beach
state of shock at flick of switch
(mindless) into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
been buried in the sand for years
(headlong) into the cloudburst naked
there's really no escaping it
there's gonna be a cloudburst here.
Come out of your shell
and look at the sea
it may be just as well
you stayed here with me
private hell at turn of a key
(blindly) into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
been buried in these hands for years
(mindless) into the cloudburst naked
there's really no escaping it
there's gonna be a cloudburst here
and it's dawning on me
I've been a cork in the ocean, been bobbing in the North Sea
then take this vest of plaster, these boots of concrete
and make them down as surplus, return to Mulberry...
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
When I was small I was in love in love with everything
now there's only you
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She Blinded Me With Science