Planet
telex
you can force it but it will not
come.
you can taste it but it will not
form.
you can crush it but it's always
here.
you can crush it but it's always
near chasing you home
saying everything is broken everyone
is broken.
you can force it but it will stay
strung.
you can crush it as dry as a bone.
you can walk it home straight from
school.
you can kiss it you can break all
the rules but still everything is broken,
everyone is broken, why can't you
forget.
The
bends
where do we go from here?
the words are coming out all weird
where are you now when i need you?
alone on an aeroplane falling asleep
beside the window pane my blood
will thicken
I need to wash myself again
to hide all the dirt and pain
i'd be scared that there's
nothing underneath and who are my
real friends?
have they all got the bends?
am i really sinking
this low.
+my baby's got the bends
we don't have any real friends
i'm just lying in a bar with my
drip feed on talking to my girlfriend
waiting for something to happen
and i wish it was the sixties
i wish i could be happy
i wish i wish that something would
happen.
where do we go from here?
the words are coming out all wierd
where are you
now when i need you?
they brought in the CIA the tanks
and the whole marines
to blow me away to blow me sky high.
my baby's got the bends
we don't have any real friends
i'm just lying in a bar with my
drip feed on talking to my girlfriend
waiting for something to happen
and i wish it was the sixties
i wish i could be happy
i wish i wish that something would
happen.
i want to live and breath
i want to be part of the human race.
Fake
plastic trees
her green plastic wateringcan
for her fake chineserubberplant
in the fake plastic earth,
that she bought from a rubber man
in a town full of rubber
plans to get rid of itself,-it wears
her out.
she lives with a broken man,
a cracked polystyreneman who just
crumbles and burns.
he used to do surgery for girls in
the eighties
but GRAVITY always wins and it wears
him out.
she looks like the real thing.
she tastes like the real thing,
my fake plastic love.
but I can't help the feeling.
i could blow through the ceiling.
if i just turn and run. and it wears
me out.
if i could be who you wanted all
the time.
High
& Dry
two jumps in a week i bet you think
that's pretty clever
don't you boy.
flying on your motorcycle.
watching all the ground beneath
you drop.
you'd kill yourself for recognition.
kill yourself to never stop.
you broke another mirror. you're
turning into something you are not.
drying up in conversation
you will be the one who cannot talk.
all your insides fall to pieces.
you just sit there wishing you could
still make love.
they're the ones who'll hate you
when you think that you've got the
world all sussed out.
they're the ones who'll spit at
you.
you will be the one screaming out.
it's the best thing that you've ever
had.
Bones
I don't wannt a be krippled kracked
shoulders wrists knees and back
ground to dust and ash
crawling on all fours.
when you've got to feel it in your
bones.
Now i can't climb the stairs
pieces missing everywhere
prozak painkillersss.
when you've got to feel it in your
bones.
and i used to fly like Peter Pan
all the children flew when i touched
their hands.
(Nice
Dream)
they love me like i was a brother
they protect me listen to me
they dug me my very own garden
gave me sunshine made me happy.
nice dream.
i call up my friend the good angel
but she's out with
her ansaphone
she says she would love to come
help but
the sea would
electrocute us all. nice dream.
if you think that you're strong enough
if you think that you belong enough.
nice dream.
My
iron lung
faith you're driving me away
you do it everyday
you don't mean it but it hurts like
HELL
my brain says that I'm receiving
pain
a lack of oxygen from my life support
my iron lung.
were too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are losing it can't you tell?
we scratch our eternal itch
our twentieth century bitch and
we are grateful for our
iron lung
suck suck your teenage thumb
toilet trained and dumb
when the power runs out
we'll just humm
this this is our new song
just like the latest one
a total waste of time.
my
iron lung.
Just
can't get the stink off he's been
hanging round for days.
comes like a comet, suckered you
but not your friends.
one day get to you, teach
you how to be a holy cow.
don't get my sympathy hanging
out the 15th floor, you've changed
the
locks 3 times, he still comes reeling
through the door. and soon he'll
get to you, teach you
how to get to purest hell.
you do it to yourself you do and
that's what
really hurts is you do it to yourself
just you,
you and no-one else you do it to
yourself.
Bullet
proof..i wish i was
limb by limb and tooth by tooth
tearing up inside of me
everyday and everyhour wish that
i
was bullet proof.
wax me
mould me heat the pins
and stab them in you have turned
me into this just wish that it
was bullet proof.
so pay me money and take a shot
lead-fill
the hole in me
i could burst into a million bubbles
all surrogate
and
bullet proof.
Black
star
i get home from work and you're still
standing in your dressing
gown
well what am i going to do?
i know all the things around your
head and what they do to
you.
what are we coming to?
what are we gonna do?
blame it on a black star
blame it one the falling sky
blame it on the satellite that beams
me home.
the troubled words of troubled mind
i try to understand
what is eating you.
i try to stay awake but it's 58hrs
since that i last slept with
you.
what are we coming to?
i just don't' know anymore.
i get on the train and i just stand
about now that i don't think
of you.
i keep falling over i keep passing
out
when i see a face like you.
what am i coming to?
i'm gonna melt down.
Sulk
you bite
through
the big wall
the big wall
bites back
you sit there
and
sulk
sit there and
bawl.
you are so
pretty
when you're
on your
knees
disinfected
eager
to please.
sometimes
you sulk
sometimes
you burn
god rest
your soul
when the
loving comes
and we've
already gone
just like
your dad
you'll never
change
each time it
comes
it eats me
alive
i try to
behave
but it eats me
alive
so i declare
a holiday
fall asleep
drift away.
Street
Spirit (fade out)
rows of houses all bearing down on
me
i can feel their blue hands touching
me
all these things in all positions
all these things will one day take
control
and fade out again and fade out.
this machine will will not communicate
these thoughts
and the strain i am under
be a world child from a circle before
we all
go under
and fade out again and fade out
again.
cracked eggs dead birds
scream as they fight for life
i can feel death can see it's beady
eyes
all these things into frution
all these things we'll one day swallow
whole
and fade out again and fade out
again.
iMMerse your soUL in LOVE
