Midnight sun bids Mars farewell
Retreats from charging dusk
Mountain's echo curfew's bell
Signal ending tasks
They place their faith in oaken doors
Cower in candlelight
The panic seeps through bloodstained floors
As Grendel stalks the night
As the walker seeks his meals
Prepare the funeral pyres
The shapeless songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes
Their eyes
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes
Wooden figures
Pagan gods
Stare blindly 'cross the sea
Appeal for help from ocean fogs
For saviours born of dreams
They know their lives are forfeit now
Priestly heads they bow in shame
They cannot face the trembling crowd
That flinch in Grendel's name
As the walker seeks his meals
Prepare the funeral pyres
The shapeless songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes
Their eyes
Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes
As Grendel leaves his mossy home
Beneath the stagnant air
Along the forest path he roams
To Hrothgar's Hall so fair
He knows that victory is secure
His jaw will testify
His claws will drip with martial blood
As moonbeams of the sky
As Grendel leaves his mossy home
Beneath the stagnant air
Along the forest path he roams
To Hrothgar's Hall so fair
He knows that victory is secure
His jaw will testify
His claws will drip with martial blood
As moonbeams of the sky
As the walker seeks his meals
Prepare the funeral pyres
The shapeless songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes
Within their eyes
Within their eyes
Within their eyes
Silken membranes span his path
Fingerprints
Elegy
Denizens of twilight lands
Humbly beg him through
Mother nature's bastard child
Shunned by leaf and stream
An alien in an alien land
Seeks solace within dreams
The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue
Malign with marking hawk
Beguiling queen her innocence
Offends his icy heart
Hands freeze in silence
Bewitched by the reptile's spell
Sulphurous essence
Pervades round the grassy dell
Hero awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife
Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries
Screams are his music
Lightning
His guide
Wrapped in the darkness
Death by his side
Chants rise in terror
Free round the oaken beams
Flickering firelights
Portraying the grisly scene
Warriors advance
Prepared for the nightmare foe
Kids are the sacrifices even their hearts must know
Heroes, delusions
With feet
In the grave
Lurker at the threshold
He cares not for the brave
He cares not for the brave
'So you thought that your bolts and your locks
Would keep me out
You should have known better after all this time
You're gonna pay in blood
For all you vicious slander
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes
What you're gonna feel pity when you kill your own
You feel no shame
God's of my's sure I'm gonna take no blame
I'm gonna take no blame
I'm gonna take no blame
So you say you believe in all of Mother nature's laws
You last your goal with your sharpened knifes
You when you're all together and your enemies left to rot
You pray with your bloodstained hands
At the feet of your pagan gods
Then you try to place the killer's blame in my hands
You call for justice, distort the truth
Well, I've had enough of all your pretty, pretty speeches
Receive your punishment
It's for the cause of right
Just let the blood flow
Oh let the blood flow (4 x).
Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall
Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of a China bowl
You've got venom in your stomach
You've got poison in your head
You should have listened to the priest at the confession
When he offered you the sacred bread
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
But he's got problems
Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind
Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind
You've got venom in you stomach
You've got poison in your head
When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened
You were walking with the dead
You were walking with the dead
You were walking with the dead
You were walking with the dead
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He's got experience
He's got experience
He knows, you know
But he's got problems
Problems, problems, problems
Problems, problems
He knows...
Slash wrist, scarlet fever, crawled under your bathroom door
Pumping arteries ooze the problem
Through the gap that the razor tore
You've got venom in your stomach
You've got poison in your head
You should have listened to your analyst questions
When you lay on his leather bed
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
But he's got problems
Blank eyes, purple fever, streaming through the frosted pane
You learned your lesson far too late
From the links in a chemist chain
You've got venom in your stomach
You've got poison in your head
You should have stayed at home and talked with father
Listen to the lies he fed
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
But he's got problems
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He knows, you know
He's got experience
He's got experience
He knows, you know
He knows, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
Problems, problems, problems
Don't give me your problems.
We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge
Interlocked through a missing piece
We are Renaissance children
Becalmed beneath the bridge of sighs
Forever throwing firebrands at the stonework
We are Siamese children related by the heart
Bleeding from the surgery of initial confrontation
Holding to the word scalpels on trembling lips
Stand straight
Look me in the eye and say goodbye
Stand straight
We've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today
And the problems always seem to be
We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet
This is the ricochet
Drowning tequila sunsets, stowaways on midnight ships
Refugees of romance plead asylum from the real
Scrambling distress signals on random frequencies
Forever repatriated on guilt-laden morning planes
We are pilots of passion sweating the flight on course
To another summit conference, another breakfast time divorce
Screaming out a cease-fire, snow-blind in an avalanche zone
Stand straight
Look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye
Stand straight
We've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today
And the problems always seem to be
We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet
This is the ricochet
Are we trigger happy, happy, happy?
Russian roulette in the waiting room
Empty chambers embracing the end
Puzzled visions haunt the ripples of a trevi moon
Dream coins for the fountain or to cover your eyes
We reached ignition point from the sparks of pleasantries
We sensed the smoke advancing from horizons
You must have known that I was conceiving an escape
Stand straight
Look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye
Stand straight
We've drifted past the point of reasons why
Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today
And the problems always seem to be
We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet
This is the ricochet
I'll be seeing you again on the ricochet
Will you show me the pieces next time
On the ricochet
I'll be seeing you again on the ricochet
There's a problem, there's a ricochet, ricochet.
Punch
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Washing machine, pinstripe dream
Stripped the gloss from a beauty queen
Punch & Judy
Judy
Found our nest, in the Daily Express
Met the vicar in a holy vest
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Brought up the children Church of E
Now I vegetate with a colour TV
Worst ever thing that ever happened to me
Oh, for D.I.V.O.R.C.E., oh Judy
Whatever happened to pillow fights
Whatever happened to jeans so tight, Friday nights
Whatever happened to lover's lane
Whatever happened to passion games
Sunday walks in the pouring rain
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Punch
Curling tongs, mogadons
"I got a headache baby, don't take so long"
Single beds, middle age dread
Losing the war in the Waistlands spread
Who left the cap of the toothpaste tube
Who forgot to flush the loo
Leave your sweaty socks outside the door
Don't walk across my polished floor, oh Judy
Whatever happened to morning smiles
Whatever happened to wicked wiles, permissive styles
Whatever happened to twinkling eyes
Whatever happened to hard fast drives
Complements on unnatural size
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Punch & Judy
Punch
Propping up a bar, family car
Sweating out a mortgage as a balding clerk
Punch & Judy
Judy
World war three, suburbanshee
Just slip her these pills and I'll be free
No more Judy, Judy, Judy no more
Goodbye Judy.
On the rebound
Fumbling all the lines
Decay on the vertical hold
With a horizontal aim
Conversation
Needs translation
Three dimensions down dissolving on the Cinderella search
Cinderella search
On the rebound
Writing all the lines
Dreaming bartenders, bourbon and saxophone
Out of luck, out of charm
Out the game of rejections
In a cigarette city
Only courting the homing of direction on the Cinderella search Cinderella search
But the Samaritan of the heartbroken, heartbroken
Swam through the nicotine seize
And we exchanged the kiss of life
Resurrection in a trance
The model, the Grail
In a marquee of promises
I touched the dream, I hold the dream, I have the dream
To end the Cinderella search
Cinderella search
Oh no more, no more!
Exposing bedside manners on a work extension
Awaiting development with paranoid Polaroid eyes
Polaroid eyes
The footman memorised the number
But the prince still holds both the slippers
And would you leave a palace for a bedsit
And Canterbury Tales
Canterbury Tales?
Maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of the chase
Maybe you were always beyond my reach
And my heart was playing safe
But was that love in your eye I saw
Or the reflection of mine?
I'll never really know for sure
You never really gave me time
Give me time, won't you give me that time!
Do you remember
Chalk hearts melting on a playground wall?
Do you remember
Dawn escapes from moonwashed college halls?
Do you remember
The cherry blossom in the market square?
Do you remember
I thought it was confetti in our hair
By the way, didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine
Kayleigh, is it too late to say I'm sorry
And Kayleigh, could we get it together again
I just can't go on pretending
That it came to a natural end
Kayleigh, oh I never thought I'd miss you
And Kayleigh, I'd thought that we'd always be friends
We said our love would last forever
So how did it come to this bitter end
Do you remember
Barefoot on the lawn with shooting stars
Do you remember
Loving on the floor in Belsize Park
Do you remember
Dancing in stilettos in the snow
Do you remember
You never understood I had to go
By the way, didn't I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine
Kayleigh, I just want to say I'm sorry
But Kayleigh, I'm too scared to pick up the phone
To hear you've found another lover
To patch up our broken home
Kayleigh, I'm still trying to write that love song
Kayleigh, it's more important to me now you're gone
Maybe it will prove that we were right
Or it will prove that I was wrong.
I was walking in the park
Dreaming of a spark
When I heard the sprinklers whisper
Shimmer in the haze of summer lawns
Then I heard the children singing
They were running through the rainbows
They were singing a song for you
Well, it seemed to be a song for you
The one I wanted to write for you
For you
You
Lavenders blue, dilly dilly, lavenders green
When I am king, dilly dilly, you will be queen
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love
Lavenders green, dilly dilly, lavenders blue
When you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love
Lavender dreams, dilly dilly, lavender's true
When you miss me, dilly dilly, I can't miss you
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
A penny for your thoughts, my dear
I.O.U. for your love, I.O.U. for your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
I'm always walking in the park
Always dreaming of a spark
From you.
You pick out your credit cards and check into the night
A dozen tequilas and you're feeling alright
So you swim to the disco, out of your depth jaded gigolo
Your lucky charms are tarnished so you leave alone
But there's one place left to go before the taxi home
After all you've made your marks
One night you'll play Elizabeth Taylor
The next night you're Marilyn Monroe
Forever kissing frogs that think they're princes
Oh, Lady Nina, where did all the romance go?
Your little sister baby-sits, your husband picks you up at six
The make-up hides the bruises and the tears so they never show
'Cause your beauty is the only thing you've ever owned
It's the only way you've ever known to make your marks
You made your marks, you made your marks
Lady Nina, I'd love to take you home with me
But I love my wife and I love my family
I've got a good job, responsibilities
And I need to keep respect from society
I know you'll never act with me
I know that you're in love with me
So how do I compare to the sailors of the ships of the night?
Was I all right? Did you come tonight, Lady Nina?
You made your marks
Ebony flowers pinned to a velvet cushion in a red light
And Edith Piaf sings a lullaby for the night
Just making marks
Just making marks
You made your marks
And you made your marks.
Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks
To burn a little brighter now
Something about roman candles fizzing out
Shine a little light on me now
Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation
Alcohol can thrill me now
It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame
Burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover
Need another time-out now
Like any sort of hero turning down to zero
Standing out in any crowd
Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams
Sweating out a happy hour
When you're hiding 29 you know it ain't a crime
To burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
Dr. Finlay: "And my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle you won't reach 30"
Torch: "Christ, it's a romantic way to go really, it's part of the heritage, it's your round i'n'it?"
We burn a little brighter now
Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks
To burn a little brighter now
It was something about roman candles fizzing out
Shine a little light on me now
Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation
Alcohol, thrill me now
Getting late in the game to show any pride or shame
Burn a little brighter now
We burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now
We burn a little brighter now.