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MANSION [top of page]
[instrumental]
BOMBAST [top of page]
All those whose mind entitles themselves,
Clanging in my heart.
Feel the wrath of my bombast!
Bastard idiot!
All those whose mind entitles themselves
BARMY [top of page]
Out of England, I dream of its creamery
I am barmy
I got everything
I've got the best round set aside for parties
I am barmy
Friends disintegrate within circles of cash
I am barmy
Just call me the first x 10
I lay waiting hopefully on sloped grass green
A dramatic verse x 3
The programs lot
A dramatic verse
WHAT YOU NEED [top of page]
How can I? How can I? How can I?
What you need [band]
Turn down a corner I
SPOILT VICTORIAN CHILD [top of page]
Past trees the fairies are flyin
Spoilt Victorian Child
Sugar and cakes appear mean
Spoilt Victorian Child
Let`s take it ten years on
Spoilt Victorian Child
C.L.O. - Pedia
Musical chairs rouge cheeks he remembers
Spoilt Victorian Child
Mirrors can`t hid the toxic of disfigured Poxes
Spoilt Victorian Child
Past trees the fairies are flyin
The child was spoilt Victorian
Spoilt Victorian Child
And you know that servants keep their order knowledge
L.A. [top of page]
Odeon
L.A.
Uncanny
L.A.
This is my happening and it freaks me out
VIXEN [top of page]
It had taken her a long time
The triple gang & the throng
The vixen got no friends
Silver cross, all alone
And some night, wind moves the leaves
It had taken her a long time
COULDN'T GET AHEAD [top of page]
Couldn't get ahead
Come out of pub, the shop is closed
Couldn't get ahead. I just couldn't get ahead.
In a week, earned money for month
Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.
On an Asiatic plane with wings not of the grain
Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.
Now my problems are solved
Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.
GUT OF THE QUANTIFIER [top of page]
I'm telling you now and I'm telling you this
I'm not saying they're really thick
Shawn and [the Chewer/Petula], macabre
They take from the medium poor to
Stick it in the mud
Who are the riff-makers.
Stick it in the gut
Entranced
Stick in the mud
I'm telling you now
MY NEW HOUSE [top of page]
My new house
No rabbit hutch about it
My new house
Wash the drawers of pills
My new house
That Halifax copter
Sometimes I think I'll ring Swine-Tax [1]
But my new house
According to the postman
Creosote tar fence surrounds it
My new house
The spare room is fine
It'll be great when it's decorated
Note: [1] In Swinton, Manchester, the local mini-cab firm was called Swin-Tax
PAINTWORK [top of page]
We go two, twice all the way round those things
Man stopped us at corner
...formation really late. Main sequence stars were no good for making carbon
in this way. Red giant stars...
...[surplayed].
And sometimes they say 'Hey Mark you're spoiling all the paintwork'
Distractors, post-doctors behind come in
And sometimes they say...
And sometimes I feel like saying
And sometimes they say...
And I think
Hey Mark, why can't I live in England?
[The end of shoes, all warehouse shoe/you've got
And sometimes they say....
What is this thing they're so hard-assed about?
I thought I lived in England
I AM DAMO SUZUKI [top of page]
Generous, valeric, Jehovah's Witness
What have you got in that paper bag?
The fuck-up like red acid rain
Soundtracks, Soundtracks
Listener was in cahoots with Fritz Lieber
May we go back to days pre-Virgin
Is this west latent pattern?
TO NKROACHMENT: YARBLES [top of page]
Full credit
On the landing
Everyday you have to die some
On the landing they found full credit
PETTY (THIEF) LOUT [top of page]
Up the drain pipe
When he whistled in the street
Petty thief lout
Up the drain pipe
Hides records in his drawer at home
Un the drain pipe
Suburbia holds
One must make sure
F-prints
Great tempus onus
Petty thief lout
ROLLIN' DANY [top of page]
Well everybody's talking about the working man
Well Dan walked into the old dancehall
Rollin' Dany
And three four five six cats linked up against the wall
From Rollin' Dany
Well everybody's talking about the working man
CRUISER'S CREEK [top of page]
What really went on there?
There's a party going on down around here
uh Cruiser's Creek yea (5x)
Got nice pink bubbles in my mouth
See the street-litter twisting in the wind
Cruiser's Creek
There's a party going down around here
I crave sex behind steel cabinets
Somebody went and left on the gas
Stamp it out just before it's too late
There's a party going down around here
Watch the shirt-tails flapping in the wind
Nuptial!
NOTES [top of page]
The songs above are from the CD tracklisting, which comprised the original vinyl album plus the A & B sides from the singles: Couldn't Get Ahead & Cruiser's Creek.
and whose main entitle is themselves,
shall feel the wrath of my bombast!
Bastard! Idiot!
Feel the wrath.
Those who dare mix real life with politics
And go on regardless of the..of the discoveries
Will feel the wrath of bombast
clanging in my heart
and whose main entitle is themselves
shall feel the wrath of my bombast!
When I'm there I dwell on Saxony.
In Turkey when I've been due to World War I
Istanbul is the place 'cos of my birthday.
Bleedin' barmy
I got everything I want except for hungry
I got everything I want except for money.
They'll have one when I've gone
In fact, they said so, good one.
Bleedin' barmy
Residue after years of fab genius
Is a pension for the jews
and a medal from the company which I wiped my butt on
and hung on a laburnum tree.
Bleedin' barmy
I am barmy
Bleedin' barmy
I am barmy, bleedin' barmy
We break into tune
Take and bring a word
Ring a buzzer
Take and bring a word ( " )
Get up, make a buck
Get up, make a buck
My race was bred on hash
My race was bred on hash
Get up, make a buck,
Get up, make a buck.
The stolen dark
Please don't [muffled].
How can I?
What you need [band]
How can I?
What you need [band]
What you need [band]
Been bleeding some itch
What you need [band]
How can I?
What you need [band]
What you need [MES]
What you need [MES and band]
An oven mitt
What you need for your verbose kitchen
What you need [MES and band]
Present notebook for you
What you need [MES and band]
A bit of Iggy Stooge.
What you need [MES and band]
Whay you need [MES and band]
Reduced smoking habit
What you need [MES and band]
Sex but not having it
What you need [MES]
One face
Two face new
What you need [band]
Slippery shoes for your horrible feet
We're obsessed with [MES and band]
What you need [MES]
What you need is to love her so much
What you need is us as pressure group
Out of reach
What you need [band]
On this we're all agreed
What you need [MES and band]
One: Face with girl past
What you need
Two: a profile that is low-key
And to meet your horrible new dad
With a grudge against me
What you need [MES and band]
What you need [band]
Is a censor for pals like these.
What you need [MES and band]
What you need [band]
What you need [MES and band]
What you need is
One. What face?
Two: face new
Three. Face mag for arse
Four. Three rules of audience
Five. Mug of Geoff Travis, framed
Six. The book Theft is Vision by the brothers Copeland.
What you need [MES]
Finance luck
What you need [band]
What you need [MES]
Out of reach
What you need [band]
What you need [MES]
What you need [MES]
What you need [band]
Get up, make a buck
What you need [band]
How can I?
What you need [band]
How can I?
What you need [band]
How can I?
What you need
Past trees with rose bushes in
The child was spoilt Victorian
The child was spoilt Victorian
Sitting at the table
Tigers pop-up from books
You`re looking back from then
Under rough grey blankets
Thread loose stained grey blanket
E.N.C.Y.C.L.O. - Pedia
Thru` the aqueduct of five years
Spoilt Victorian Child shall avoid reflection
The child was spoilt Victorian
Past trees with rose bushes in
The butterfly shrugs to fly in
Sugar and iced cakes appear mean
The child was spoilt Victorian
C.L.O. - Pedia
And as you walk in on the footsteps steed babe
In the encrusted green unwild
You know you are a spoilt Victorian child
Sky
Uncanny
Bushes are in disagreement with the heat
Person
They have filled boulevards with white snow, scum-ball
Suddenly back on its own
To sit, friendless & alone
She is friendless and alone
I'm a vixen on its own
Did not feel helpless or alone
She needs a poison pen
Even in Switzerland
The people cry "vixen"
The bird had flown
With their omen they'll fly
Had flown, silver cross
All alone
(So millions were broken hearted)
All alone, with no home
It's all alone
They pick themselves up & run
Perhaps all that night possessed no way of telling time
Suddenly back on its own
To sit, friendless & alone
She is friendless and alone
A man's trust, [appalling/a pole in] debt
To sit friendless and alone
With no home, with no home
Vixen's got no home
She is friendless and alone
A long time on its own
It shone around her
Triple gang
I just couldn't get ahead
Come out of pub, Harry wants to know
When the next bus is
I said five or ten minutes
I had my change in my hands
The bus flashes past.
My hands are caught
Got all my jobs done
My eyelids were sick of it
Gist was I could sleep for a day?
But bad bills have no respect for a decent man's rest
Flopping on the doorstep
Outlined in color red
Toilet queue was endless
Couldn't get a beer
The hostesses were muslims
When I get in toilet,
Light flashes: "Return to seat."
I feared withdrawal
And I feared beer was making sludge of my head.
It's a remedy of old
I pretend I'm blind you see
Put on some Armani clothes
And act like ET
Where I'm at is a cabbage patch,
no longer strewn with weeds
Have a Ghandi at me
Colour mags wish me well
No more, no get ahead.
Life can be an onward, downward
Chip-chit-chip-chit-chip
But all the groups who've hit it big
Make the Kane Gang look like
an Einstein chip
chip
NYC
chip
A place to live
chip
This is the Thule group.
This is the cool group.
I'm telling you now and I'm telling you this.
Here are your wedding pictures
They are black
Stick it in the gut
Stick in the mud.
Boffins bray
Boffins brag
Stick it in the gut
Stick in the mud.
give to the needy poor
Via the government poor
Give it to the poor poor
They're knocking on my door
Entrance
Entranced
Stick it in the gut
Cheap fog
Cheap fog
Rotting scout-belt
Stick it in the gut
Who are they really?
How old are the stars really?
Half-wit philanthropist, cosy charity gig
If God could see this
He'd stick it
They stick it in the gut
Cheap fog
Rotting scout-belt
Stay in the mud
They take it from the medium poor
To give it to the medium poor
Via the government poor
And give it to the poor poor
Stick it in the gut
Red composite
Wealthy philanthropist
You son of a bitch
Entrance
Entranced
Stick it in the gut
and I'm telling you this,
Life can be a downward chip.
You should see my house
My new house
You should see my new house
I bought it off the baptists
I get the bills
And I get miffed
At the damn polyester fills
The interior is a prison unconscious
Keep away from my new house
It's got window sills
With lead centred in the middle of them
Is no beatnik hang-out
Sure dropped me a cropper
And go back to my flat
I do love the mad things about it
It's like the bleeding Bank of England
Those razor blades eject when I press eject
Could easily crack a mortal, it
Though a little haunted
By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
Mr. Reagan hung himself at number 13
My new house
Two high ones, two low ones, yeah
Right man
He had a bloody nose
And then he opened his denim jacket
It was under his vest made out of tracing paper
Chest scars portrayed Aztec life in his horrible...
Disfigured in a lady, tedious
Was over accountant's and on business
Then I woke up and I decided to recommence my diary
Then I read Paula Yates on vision mopeds
Then I found out we were not going to Italy
Later Mam said 'Those continentals are little monkeys'
And yesterday we has liver and sausage over
And sometimes they say 'Your thumbprints are on the paintwork'
Dressed in suits, grow talons
Everyone clenched plaits horror
This is bloody Newark
Or some drive-in slap place
In Breda and in Cologne
With the shirt [on/off]
Sun in vicinity
As if I hadn't done 10 month's service
In the USA
On media guts
[It circles is] where I start
If I'd wanted to live in Holland
And if I'd wanted to be lived in
I'd have packed up and pissed off
When I was 16
A [Swiss good ass/as/at] this lousy business
Was the last thing I was ever imagining
Cheap new one, the target is too yahoo
And take over all the desparate
I'll take over discussion and
....humanely regular colours over...
...engineered oxidate zeppelin
Old world style, old man only juke box caught
All power jets on....spectacular facets]
Hey, you're fucking up the paintwork
Stands in Cologne Marktplatz
Drums come in
When the drums come in fast
Drums to shock, into brass evil
Is it a dose of Vitamin C?
Ain't got no time for Western medicine
I am Damo Suzuki
Give it to me Daki every day
Who is Mr. Karlheinz Stockhausen?
Introduce me
I'm Damo Suzuki
Melched together, the lights
The lights above you
And read him every day
Recipe for fear gas, amount of salt ash
I put by [cup of] meine fire, okay
I have no time for Western medicine
I am Damo Suzuki
Cannot get on clear vinyl
The handle that was brass, is now brass evil
The rock that was an egg, is in wrong cradle
The hand that cradles the rock, makes egg gooey
I am Damo Suzuki
Run it, says Damo's spirit
Is this lesser European?
Speak it, says Damo's spirit
I am Damo Suzuki
Everyday you have to die some
Everyday you have to cry some
For the rumour
All the good times are past and gone
Wipe the tears from your eyes son
They found
Full credit
In the bathroom the presence was luminous
Everyday you have to cry some
All the good times are past and gone....
In the bathroom the presence was illuminous
Rapid he did sprout
[Grey templates on us] he had to inflict
TV documentary that it produced
The men would turn around in fear
Of being thought effete
Rapid he did sprout
Crime
Especially when they are rare
Never gives 'em out to every Tom Dick & Harry
Who stole before from petty thief lout
Rapid he did sprout
[Grey templates on us] he had to inflict
more than you care for
When leaving the house
Never to have white powder on the nose about
F-prints on the fingers
Sprout
Suburbia holds more than you care for
Nobody's talking about Rollin' Dany
Rollin' Dany
He was the rollin' man
Told the woman he loved 'em all
Two six women did a dance and crawl
And I'm-a telling ya man
This cat'd fool 'em all
He was the rollin' man
Go!
And m..m..m..mothers you dared the girls
But if you loved ya women and ya loved 'em right
Well I'm-a telling ya man
They were in for a fight
He was the rollin' man
Go!
Nobody's talking about Rollin' Dany
Rollin' Dany
He was the rollin' man
we only have this excerpt:
Cruiser's Creek yeah
Watch the shirt-tails flapping in the wind
Sidewalk running
See the people holding from the back
Hat-boaters tilting
There's a party going down around here
Cruiser's Creek now
From what I've taken
There's a party come around annual
Cruiser's Creek now
And Bianco on the breath guaranteed
Cruiser's Creek yeah
Cruiser's Creek now
Cruiser's Creek
Cruiser's Creek yeah x 3
Crisp bags turning
See B&H cartons laughing in the wind
Road-litter turning
Spent forty-five minutes last night
Parallel crease, pow!
There's a good mid-afternoon breeze
In the air now
Welcome treats from party
My brain is clear now
No more Red Wedge in the pub or ZTT stuff
At Cruiser's Creek now
Cruiser's Creek yeah
(rambling chorus by Brix et al)
Next to Freedom street
Get the last of the poison off my chest
Cruiser's creek
It's for what I'm yearning
And there's a dim chance it's what I'm gonna get
At Cruiser's Creek yeah
At Cruiser's Creek now
At Cruiser's Creek
Workforce! Limited!
Cruiser's Creek yeah!
Checkpoint, main gate
As I lit a number 6 cigarette
Like a wick, burning
Cruiser's Creek.
Turn the tap off.
My name is Big Hero, mate
Cruiser's Creek
Avoid disaster
And I imagine
The sound of its blast, yeah.
Cruiser's Creek now
sidewalk running
See the people holding from the back
Hat-boaters tilting
There's a party going on around here
Cruiser's Creek now
Cruiser's Creek yeah
Cruiser's Creek
Annual!
Freaks limited!
Cruiser's Creek!