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Jul 11, 2003, 3:07:15 PM7/11/03

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Jul 12, 2003, 5:56:38 AM7/12/03

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Dear Klaus lyrics in order for Circus Songs .Liked the cover having good time
in L A

Souvenirs

He's been around the world and much of it was queer
He got a nasty little rash from a brothel in Tangiers.
A knife it missed his artery in a harem in Algiers
And from a whore in Rotterdam he got Gonorrhoea.

Now he works the fairground, looks back on his career
And anyone who's interested he shows his souvenirs.

He lost a finger and an arm to a grenadier
He lost an eye in Africa to a bushman's spear.
He's been in wicked storms on all the seven seas
He's had scurvy and the plague and tropical disease.

Now he works the fairground, looks back on his career
And anyone who's interested he shows his souvenirs.

Sleep with the fishes

We sail in a ship and the timbers are weak
Through the storm clouds the rainbows the rainbows we seek

We sail for horizons that one day will end
To sleep with the fishes on that we depend

The storm when it breaks we shiver with fear
In our bowels we do know we'll face no new year

We sail for horizons that one day will end
To sleep with the fishes on that we depend

The sea rips us open like a vice cracks a nut
Like a bum is cut down by a left upper cut

We sail for horizons that one day will end
To sleep with the fishes on that we depend

Freakshow

Albino dwarfs & dancing bears & midgets with full body hair
A girl who has a fishes tail, a boy the body of a snail
A man with the head of a bird, a girl who shits bricks as turds
Siamese twins joined at the head, a girl who though alive is dead
A man who bleeds through hands and eyes, a girl who has a donkeys thighs

This Freakshow is the best in town this Freakshow is the worst around.

A man who has no head or arms, a girl a dog sexually charms
They're animal eroticists, the sailors leer at them half pissed
A fire eater burns his throat, a jealous lover at him gloats
A contortionist tells a joke while a Gorilla him does poke
A girl who bites off chickens heads, they run around till they are dead

This Freakshow is the best in town this Freakshow is the worst around.

Danced All Night

We could have danced all night into the morning light in that cheap penny
arcade
We could have danced all night into the morning light in that cheap penny
arcade
But fate is cruel sometimes, Fate is so unkind in the games that it plays
So now I stand beside your graveside and I cry everyday
So till time does heal every scar and weal I shall cry every day

Bearded Lady

He loves the bearded lady she loves the tattooed man
this one he's an acrobat each one of thems damned
Jimmy the pickpocket will take you by the hand
he'll smile at you politely but your purse it will be damned
A whore who works the fair ground her name is Crystal Lil
over there's her boy friend he'll sell you any pill
Gypsy Joe's a Cut throat when he's not out on smack
so if you want your husband killed he their throat will slash
Billy boy the barker he likes to cheat at cards
he's been caught out so many times you can see the scars
The knife throwers got alcohol upon his breath
one day he's going to be so drunk he will cause a death
The gypsies they are dancing, dancing to the moon
and each one in this fair ground each one they are doomed

Cheapest show

The lion he has got false teeth, the fire eater is a cheat
the exotic dancer is antique.
The high-wire artist broke his nose, the dancing bears got gangrened toes,
& all the artists need new clothes.
Cut price is the acrobat, the fortune teller is a hack, the clowns make up is
all cracked

It's the cheapest show you've ever seen
with drunks drug addicts & old queens
its garish gaudy & obscene.

Half the staff are pimps & whores
too old to do it anymore,
they're all old, ugly, stupid, poor
The boss drinks like an unblocked drain
he's ugly stupid & he's vain & he's so in debt he should elope to Spain

The big top it has got more holes than a dart board
its so old, its gangrened green with mould.

It's the cheapest show you've ever seen
with drunks drug addicts & old queens
its garish gaudy & obscene.

Send In the Clowns

Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair.
Me all alone on the ground, you in mid-air.
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve.
One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move.
Just when I stopped opening doors,
realizing what I wanted was yours.
Don't you like farce, my fault I fear.
I thought you wanted what I wanted, sorry my dear.
Making my entrance with unusual flair, sure of my lines but no-bodies there.
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer,
losing my timing this late in my career.
Send in the clowns, yes send in the clowns well maybe next year

Pretty Lisa

Pretty Lisa's selling candy, selling candy by the bar
Pretty Lisa's working hard to be a high wire star

Well her life is just a journey upon a roundabout
Every thing is very pretty until the ride runs out

Dashing Tony is her trainer he got straight white teeth
Lisa thinks he is an angel but he's a pimp and he's a thief

Tony has his pretty Lisa tattooed from head to toe
Now she's working in a booth in the freak-show

Tony hits his pretty Lisa but everything is fine
The tattooes hide the bruises every time

Circus Clown

Ice Cream and candy floss, parents with dosh, those were the times I liked best

Dancing the tango with my mon amour, better than all of the rest.
Children they laugh, children they scream, parents with balloons they all beam
Money is flooding into our tills but nothing is quiet what it seems

Street singers sing, pickpockets pick, girls on cheap wine are all sick
Lilly the prostitute parades her wares for you she will do any trick
Jimmy is selling crack at half price he will supply any vice
A fence a forged document he gives advice on anything not very nice

Circus clown, now your down in a sea of wine you have drowned

Over You

The angels in the sky well each one watched you die & each one sheds their
tears for you.
The angels in the sky well each one they do cry & each one they feel sad &
blue.

Over you over you.

God reserves a place a very special place a very special place for you
All of heaven mourns & each one is forlorn & each one they feel sad & blue.

Over you over you.

Pall Bearers

The Pall bearers bear the body and the body it is light
The pall bearers bear the body its food for maggots tonight
The pall bearers bear the body and they bear them with grief
Though each one of them is a liar a vagabond and a cheat
The pall bearers bear the body and its real tears they cry
Though they're crying for themselves because they know they to will die
The pall bearer bear the body from the coal black hearse
They know each one of them bears the same gypsy curse
The pall bearer bears the body and they bear it with fear
They wonder if they to will be borne this year

Song order -
1 Souvenirs
2 Sleep with Fishes
3 FreakShow
4 Danced all Night
5 Bearded Lady
6 Cheapest Show
7 Send in the Clowns
8 Pretty Lisa
9 Circus Clown
10 Over You
11 Pall Bearers

Songs Written by Martyn Jacques except 4[?] and 7[S Sondheim]

Martyn Jacques Voice, Accordion
Adrian Huge Percussion
Adrian Stout Double Bass

Steve Severin Keyboards

Produced By Steve Severin and The Tiger Lillies except 6,8,10 The Tiger Lillies

Recorded in London at Pathway[RIP] and Wolf and Amsterdam at VPRO

Artwork B7ue

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Nikolay Ulianov

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Jul 12, 2003, 5:55:12 AM7/12/03

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All Lyrics by Martyn Jacques
Copyright Misery Guts Music

Ad Nauseam

1. Larder

she is there, she is there in the larder,
preserved for all time for his ardour,
she's been dead sixteen months in September,
since they burned her coffin to an ember.

well, he loved her too much to let her die with the flames
now he comes home each eve and she's always the same,

well not quite, the flesh is decaying,
and the smell stops friends from staying,
he kissed her goodbye, she let out a cry
now the body remains as she died.

and, he loved her too much to let her die with the flames,
he comes home each evening and she's always the same,

he got a book on embalming and he found it simply quite charming,
she is there, she is there in the larder, preserved for all time for his ardour
she is there, she is there in the larder

(repeats 8 times)

2. Dribble

your legs ache,your back aches, you dribble down your chin.
your steps are like mountains and so you must begin,
to gasp and stagger, and dribble down your chin,
you dribble, you dribble, you dribble down your chin.
the faces, look at them, they all avert their eyes,
can't stomach, can't stomach, can't stomach your demise.
you gasp and you stagger, and dribble down your chin,
you dribble, you dribble, you dribble down your chin.

the faces, look at them, they all look away,
can't stomach, can't stomach, can't stomach your decay.
you gasp and you stagger, you dribble down your chin,
you dribble, you dribble, you dribble down your chin,
yeah.

and every time i see you, it gets (it gets repeats 32 times)
it gets a little worse.

as they lead you, as they lead you (lead ya repeats 10 times)
lead you to your hearse,

you dribble, you dribble you dribble down your chin (repeats 3 times).
you dribble dribble down your chin.

3. Bumhole

in Polynesia the weather is fine,
the Frenchies experiment all of the time,
we are all full of shit, we know this is true,
but when you ain't got a bumhole, you feel blue.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.

the Rainbow Warrior, they blew it up,
'cause it tried to kick up a terrible fuss,
nuclear testing is all very well,
when you ain't got a bumhole, life can be hell.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.

well we don't care about the size,
we don't care about the shape
but when you haven't got one,
it feels like a mistake.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.
give us a bumhole do..

4. Darkness

darkness the master, darkness the king,
open your heart, only darkness it brings,
only darkness, darkness.
you're a slave, a servant to this thing,
you're only messiah, the only thing,
only darkness, only darkness.

give them a penny, they will take a pound,
that's the only justice there is to be found in this darkness
darkness.

well England is fine, it's on the TV,
it makes you feel sick when you tell it to me,
only darkness, only darkness.

in the bars of Marseilles, down the Old Kent road,
you might as well face it, it's hard and it's cold in the darkness, in the
darkness.
well, give them a penny, they will take a pound,
that's the only justice there is to be found in this darkness

darkness (repeats 28 times)

5. Beat me

beat me till I'm black, beat me till I'm blue,
i will,I will love you.
beat me till I cry, beat me till I die,
I will love you.
and burn my house to the ground,
I will not make a sound.
beat me till I bleed, beat me, yes indeed,
I will love you.
beat me till I cry , beat me till I die,
I will love you.
and burn my house to the ground,
I will not make a sound.
so beat me till I'm black,and beat me till I'm blue,
I will , I will love you.
beat me till I'm black and beat me till I'm blue,
I will love you, yes, I will love you.

6. Swine

I've drunk whiskey, I've drunk gin, to allay, to allay my sins.
I've been nasty, I've been unkind, I'm a swine, I'm a swine, I'm a swine.

I've drunk Cointreau and Cognac
so I could stab you, stab you in the back.
I've drunk a lake of wine, I'm a swine, I'm a swine, I'm a swine.

and I've drunk a barrel of beer to allay, to allay, to allay my fear,
I stuck my finger up your behind, I'm a swine, I'm a swine, I'm a swine.

I'm a swine (X14)

7. Whore

you are my whore, you are the one I adore,
you are the one that my twisted heart adores,
like a dog I will gnaw, like a dog I will paw,
you're the one that my twisted heart adores.

you are my whore, even now, old and poor,
you are the one that my twisted heart adores.
you are my whore, like a dog I will gnaw,
you're the one that my twisted heart adores.

you're the one that my twisted heart adores

8. Disease

he isn't deceiving, that's twenty this evening,
he's starting to feel rather sick.
the cubicle door, well it opens again,
he never quite gets used to it.

and the drugs in his veins, they don't ease the pain,

he started at sixteen and he is nineteen now,
his mother don't understand how.
he's got a disease, and he's not very pleased.
his life's almost over now.

and his funeral was a shame,
because none of them came.

he's got a disease, he's not very pleased, his life's almost over now.
yes he's got a disease and he's not very pleased cause his life almost over
now.

9. Ghetto

God holds your hand then, and she is so strong,
she's got a hand brake that lasts so long,
and God how she loves you when you feel blue.
crushed, you're so crushed, you don't know what to do.

this world is a ghetto where money is the dream,
and you've pawned your last coat, with nothing to redeem.

she broke your heart then, with one broken stare,
left you the wreckage on which to stare.
you better realize something, they push you when they can,
God he don't say nothing, he just carries the can.

this world's a ghetto where money is the dream,
and you've pawned your last coat with nothing to redeem.

10. Gypsies

well these gypsies, they are singing in the market in the square,
and these gypsies they are singing to a world that doesn't care.
these gypsies take you down, these gypsies see the truth,
these gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth.

well these gypsies, they are singing as you drink your poisoned wine,
these gypsies, they are singing as you are running out of time,
and these gypsies take you down and these gypsies see the truth
and these gypsies don't care about your beauty or your youth.

these gypsies, they are dying but their song goes on the same,
these gypsies ,they are dying from your hate and pain.
these gypsies take you down, these gypsies see the truth,
these gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth.
these gypsies (X4)
these gypsies, they don't care about your beauty or your youth.

11. shoot your load

on the dockside, of the portside, that's where they go.
to shoot their load, shoot their load.

she's got big tits, for all the gits,
and she hates them so, as they shoot their load, shoot their load.

as you whisper you're a slut, she will hate your guts.
as you shoot your load, shoot your load.

and on a bad night forty rubbers, she does throw,

of your shot load, your shot load, load. just shoot your load. just shoot your
load, just shoot your load, shoot your load. just shoot your load.

12. pimps, pushers and thieves

worked forty years as a stevedore, five hungry mouths to feed,
when they grew up you wanted more,
they were pimps, pushers and thieves.

worked forty years for a pittance of pay
and now it's his judgement day,
all those children have money so it's no paupers grave
for the pimps, pushers and thieves.

the pimps, pushers and thieves X3
pimps pushers and thieves.

the rich can afford to be pious and pure,
the poor break their backs or deceive,
and when they grow up, well if they want more,

they are pimps, pushers and thieves.
they are pimps, pushers and thieves.

13. smell

I saw the piss running down your leg,
I knew that you were not well,
I saw the vomit come out of your mouth
and I knew that you were in hell.

And I love you though you smell

I saw you down in Finsbury park,
you were down before you fell
and saw your face it was scarlet and red
and I knew that you were in hell,

And I love you though you smell

after the breakdown, society cared
but social workers can't be everywhere

And I love you though you smell
And I love you though you smell

though you smell (X6)

14. snakeskin shoes

split your guts, sing the blues
and at parties never mind your Ps and Qs
and the pimps, well they all wear snakeskin shoes.

Mr. Hammond, at a clip joint,
some recordings he wishes to anoint.
and the pimps, well they all wear snakeskin shoes.

sitting beside the side of the road,
bleeding to death, well watch your blood flow.

opera singers, do their thing,
Bessie slaps them on the back as they do sing.

and the pimps, well they all wear snakeskin shoes.

15. Old

they're taking you to dinner, they're taking you to tea,
it's meals on wheels forever, interminably,
you're old.

now it takes you twenty when it used to take you five,
every morning when you wake up it's not good to be alive,
you're old.

half your friends are dying, half your friends are dead,
it takes you half an hour just to buy a loaf of bread,
you're old.

the Zimmer frame needs mending, the arthritis makes you sad,
angina is Regina, the good times are all bad,
you're old. repeat X5

16. social reject

he puffs and he blows and he wears funny cloths,
He wears beads round his neck, his shirts a green check
alcoholically, flair's
growls like a bear. pulls on his jams
on a doll with no arms

social reject so what do you expect

As he goes down the main road
He tells him to piss off
He'll growl and he'll curse
though you'll offer your purse
He isn't well meant
He doesn't make sense
in the bar room says you are bent

He's a social reject so what do you expect

Only pleasure he's got
is to dribble his snot
to snear at your fake veneer
He'll cross the street if you try to speak
as he probably smells and he's going there

social reject so what do you expect
and your guilt is his neglect

17. George

George, George, he lost his life did George,
I always had a soft spot for the mother of my dad,
George,George, George.
he knew a good thing did George, the National Front aspired
and George was up for hire, oh George, George.
George, he worked at Ford Dagenham, did George,
he always was a Nationalist before he became a ffffffffashist
oh George, George. George,
he died in a lot of pain, I never had the heart to tell him
that it wasn't such a shame. George, George,
I never had the heart to tell him that he didn't have a brain.

18. five o'clock

its our little penthouse, we call it our own,
it's got lots of features, a gold plated phone
and it's all that we've got to lower the tone
at five o'clock in the morning.
it's cock up and shut up, it's right and it's wrong,
it's see you tomorrow, be weak or be strong,
it's hit or be hit, you know I don't care, it's five o'clock in the morning.
the red ,white and blue, it's such a bore,
but it's better than being poor and it's better than being ignored at five
o'clock in the morning.
so vomit your guts out on the floor, you know you will be a pawn even though we
are the ones that you adore at five o'clock in the morning.
CHORUS all I'll ever be is your whore, be is your whore, be is your whore. all
I'll ever be is your whore, it's five o'clock
in the morning. repeat( X1) yes it's five o'clock in the morning. repeat (X 10)

19. Jesus

well, you went to your shrink in Brighton,
he said there's nothing he could do,
you went to the hospital, they hadn't a cure for you.
your mother wants you committed and your father, he does too,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

you're having hallucinations, you're hearing voices too,
the nurses giving you lots of drugs, 'cause they're fucking good for you.
yes, turn this water into wine, you'll be popular if you do,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

they found your body and your body had turned blue,
they found it in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?

20. suicide

(yodelling)

I thought I'd try suicide, i thought it might be a laugh.
i stuck my head in an oven but the oven wasn't gas.

(yodelling)

so then I thought I'll take some pills, i bought the wrong ones,
all i got was diarrhoea and it ran and it ran and it ran.

suicide, suicide, that's the one for me,
I want to be a legend so suicides for me.

(yodelling)

21. crap

there's crap on the records, there's crap on CD,
it's got to be crap, it's an industry.
this crap makes me angry, this crap makes me sad,
cause this crap, yes this crap, yes this crap is so bad.

yes this crap (X19) this crap (X 19)

crap on the television, crap on TV,
it's got to be crap, it's an industry.
well this crap is a sickness, this crap's a disease,
this crap rots our brains and brings us to our knees.

yes this crap (X19) this crap (X 19)

22. murder

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, I always come,
I like to stalk those I abuse,
I like them to struggle so I can refuse.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, I always come.
I like to go prowling on Saturday night,
I like them to struggle and put up a fight.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, because I always come,
I've murdered so many i have lost count,
the pleasure it gives me is a large amount.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex because I always come,
I murdered the vicar, i murdered his son,
murdered his dad and i murdered his mum.

and I murdered, murdered, murdered, murdered
cats, cats, cats...... as a boy,
then I moved on to dogs, I moved on to dogs, I moved on to dogs
dogs, dogs,dogs.......now it's the McCoy..

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex because I always come,
public opinion, it don't swell,
the consensus is I am unwell.

murder is easy, murder is fun.
it's better than sex because I always come,

(repeat)
it's better than sex because i always come (X3) i always come...

23. Violet

Violet said she was angry,
she said she was angry with me,
she said she was coming round my house to murder me.

she had a big knife,
she wanted to stick it in me.
I took out a baseball bat,
now it's her that's dead, not me.

and the judge brings down his hammer,
there's a black hat on his head.
they're going to take me from here
and hang me 'till I'm dead.

I'm sitting here on death-row
hoping they might pardon me,
or they're going to take me from here
and hang me on Tuesday.

hang me on Tuesday, they're going to hang me on Tuesday (X3)

Violet's mum, she found a note.
and the note, the note it said,
that violet was coming round my house,
and she wanted me dead.

well this is my tragedy,
it's a tragedy for me.
they found the note on Wednesday
and they hung me on Tuesday.

so now I'm up in Heaven,
the noose is still around my neck,
that Violet Harrison was a right pain in the neck,

they hung me on Tuesday (X 9)

24 .snip snip

Conrad's mother said Conrad dear
I must go out and leave you here.
but mind now, Conrad, what I say,
don't suck your thumbs while I'm away.

snip! snip

that great tall tailor, he always comes
for naughty boys who suck their thumbs
and ere they wonder what he's about,
he's got his great long scissors out.

snip snip the scissors go
and Conrad cries out oh!
snip snip they go so fast,
and Conrad's thumbs are off at last.

well,mama had scarcely turned her back,
when the thumbs were in , alack! alack!
the door burst open and in he ran,
that great long legged scissor man.

snip snip the scissors go
and Conrad cries out oh!
snip snip they go so fast,
and Conrad's thumbs are off at last.

well, mama comes home and there Conrad stands,
and he looks quite sad as he shows his hands,
Ha! Ha! said mama, I knew he'd come,
for naughty little suck-a-thumb.

CHORUS and Conrad breathes his last.
CHORUS and Conrad bleeds to death at last.

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All Text By Martyn Jacques
Copyright Misery Guts Music
BAD BLOOD + BLASPHEMY
-+--------------------------------------------------

1. Bad

I'll pick you up early
From the school gates at 3:30
I'll take you down Soho
Be ready to Go-Go
The perverts will be ready
The queue it will be steady
I'll charge you 50 percent
And then I'll charge you for the rent

Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad

I'll feed you narcotics
Make sure you're erotic
And then I'll feed some to your pals
And soon I'll have a chain of gals
I'll wait outside your school
I'll seem so nice, I'll seem so cool
In my expensive car
I promise I'll make you a star

Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad

I'll get you a modeling contract
Just lie here on your back
And let perverts stick it in
And leer at you with sickly grins
My paedophile ring, it's the best
My customers they all attest
So come on perverts, come on down
I've got the best ring in the town

Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad
Am I bad?
Yes, he's bad

I keep it in the family
All my daughters work for me

2. Killer

I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha

I could've been a killer
Who thought that he was God
My victims all mere mortals
All filthy dogs

I could've, I could've, I could've, should've been
A killing, killing, killing, killing, killing machine

I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha

I could've been a killer
Who ate his victims' flesh
I could've eat them rotten
I could've eat them fresh

I could've, I could've, I could've, I could've, I could've, could've been
A killing, killing, killing machine

I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha

I could've been a killer

I could've been a killer
Children suffocate
Then laughed at all the mothers
Whose hearts I did break

I could've, could've, could've, could've, could've, could've been
A killing, killing, killing, killing, killing machine

Yeah, I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha

And I could've been a killer

I could've been a killer
Who thought that he was God
My victims all mere mortals
All filthy dogs

I could've, I could've, I could've, should've been
A killing, killing, killing, killing, killing machine

Yeah, I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
I could have been a killer, ha-ha-ha-ha
Killing machine
Killing machine

3. Car Crash

Goodbye, English Rose

You hit that concrete pillar hard
You knew you could not win
And shards of glass have pierced
Your organs and your skin
Your arteries, your arteries, your arteries were slashed
Well I suppose we've all got to die sometime
You died in a car crash

Well, you took that concrete pillar
And it has bashed you in
You took that corner far too fast
Your chances they were slim
Your arteries, your arteries, your arteries were slashed
Well I suppose we've all got to die sometime
You died in a car crash

Well, they rushed you off to hospital
And turned off the machine
But all what was left was to notify
Your royal next of kin
Your arteries, your arteries, your arteries were slashed
Well I suppose we've all got to die sometime
You died in a car crash
The car crash
The car crash
The car crash
Crash
Crash
Crash
Crash
A car crash

4. Maria

He picks you up, in his car,
He opens every orifice and scar.
Maria, Maria

He cuts you down, in your prime
You will not wither or decline.
Maria, Maria

He tortures you, he holds you down
He beats you black, blue, green and brown.
Maria, Maria

He murders you, he takes your life
For Satan, Satan, Satan's light.
Maria, Maria
Maria, Maria

He feasts on you from dusk to dawn
His knife your body will transform.
Maria, Maria

Your hair so long, your hair so brown
Now in his evil, in his evil you do drown.
Maria, Maria

He drinks your blood as holy wine,
Now in his evil you decline.
Maria, Maria
Maria, Maria
Maria, Maria

5. Start a Fire

I like burning houses down, and factories as well.
I like burning anything, it's the truth I tell.
Libraries and museums, both of them have fell,
I like burning things, burning things is swell.

I would like to start it as a fashion trend,
Amongst the young people, then the world might end.
Wouldn't it be fun, to ring the funeral bell,
On our civilization, and watch it burn in Hell.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today.
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all away.

Fire! Fire!

In the summer I like to go to the country side,
Where I burn a forest down, I watch it burn with pride.
Isn't nature wonderful, it makes things so dry,
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn the country side.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all away.

Fire! Fire!

It makes me feel so sad to see young people dance,
They could burn the discotheque down, they've got every chance.
Then they'd get themselves into the news,
Burning things, burning things can make you famous too.

Start a fire, start a fire, start a fire today
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all away.

Fire! Fire!

Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it all away.

6. SOHO BOY

Well, you've always got schoolbooks
You've always got toys
You never go hungry like
Some of the boys
But something is not quite right
It's not what it seems
Soho's best dressed boy
He doesn't feel clean

Father - no father, but
Uncles you've had
They all turned out nasty
They all turned out bad
They were all pimps
And they were all hoods
So Soho's best dressed boy
Doesn't feel good

They sent you away
To a school for the Toffs
Where you learned to speak proper
And you learned to speak posh
Your mother she cried
Your mother felt sad
So Soho's best dressed boy
He's feeling bad

Took you a long time to find out the truth
Your mother a whore all through your youth

Your mother she died
A long time ago
The ways of the world
Well, now you do know
You stand by her gravestone
You say it out loud
She was a prostitute
And you feel proud

7. NEIGHBOUR

Wake up every morning
Take a coffee down
Then it's in the tube train
In the rush hour to drown
Well, your wife she fucks a neighbour
And calls you a jerk
And when you find out you go berserk
You take a poker to her
And you ram it up her arse
Then you wrap it around her skull
And then you laugh
Well, the neighbour knew you did it
And he turns you in
Now you're gonna pay for your sins
The judge calls you an animal
And says if he could
He'd give you the death sentence -
That would be good
Well, the jury don't take long to establish your guilt
After all, you are guilty, guilty, guilty to the hilt
Well, they found you in your prison cell
Hanging by the neck - your life you had wrecked
And your children they forget you when they can
And when they don't forget you, your memory
Your memory they damn
So now you're rotting in the flames of hell
With a poker rammed up your ass
And around your skull as well

8. ANGEL

She sang like an angel
To the chattering plates
But your pimp and your pusher
You both thought were great
Well, you earned enough money
To pay for your stuff
It's great having brown skin
It doesn't show up

You sang like an angel
To the chattering cups
At the end of the day
You weren't tough enough
Your pimp and your pusher
Well, they beat you up
Well, It's great having brown skin
It doesn't show up

Well, your voice became sand-paper
Sand-paper worn
As your heart it was broken
Your heart it was torn
And when you died
The police all queued up
It's great having brown skin
It doesn't show up

9. XYZ

A is for the Anger
B is for the Bile
C is for the Caustic nature of my smile
D, E and F are Dread, Envy and Fear
G and H - the Greed and Hatred I feel through the years
I is for my Ignorance
J- my jaundiced views
K is for the Knowledge that I refuse to use
L is for the Loathing
And M for Maliciousness
And N is for the Nihilistic views that I do express
And O is for Opportunities
That P - I Pissed away
And Q is for the Questions from which I've run away
And R is for, R is for, R is for my Rage
And S is for the Sarcasm that I use from day to day
T and U are Treachery and Underhandedness
And V is for the Violent nature that I do express
And W, W, X, Y and Z - I'm very, very, very, very nasty

10. Crack Of Doom

And so your life's been a success
And you have pleasure in excess
Don't worry it will all end soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
And so your future's looking bright
And you've reached the giddy heights
Don't worry it will soon end
It is all shallow and pretend

The crack of doom
Is coming soon
The crack of doom
Is coming soon
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

And so your life
Your life has failed
You've made the progress of a snail
Don't worry you'll get your revenge
For we're all equal in the end
The small and mighty all the same
This life a shallow, facile game
Where every empire turns to dust
And every ego will be crushed

The crack of doom
Is coming soon
The crack of doom
Is coming soon
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
ha-ha

And every dream, hope and desire
Is just a flicker in the fire
And that fire it will consume
The crack of doom
Is coming soon

The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom is coming soon
The crack of doom
doom
Is coming soon

11. CLOWN

My whole life it is misery
My whole life it is grief
The face-paint it just hides my soul
My life is a deceit

My makeup lies redundant now
Between my canvas walls
The lip rouge and the face-paint
Are no longer on call
And my photographs
They're all fading fast
The children are all adults now
And their memories did not last
Well, no one really laughed at me
Just a clown who is now dead
And my suicide, my suicide, my suicide note read:
My life it was misery
My life it was all grief
And the face-paint hides my soul
My life is a deceit

Well, the blood has darkened now
Upon my suicide note
And I lie in my paupers grave
Along with my cut throat
And my whole life it was misery
And my whole life it was grief
And the face-paint it just hides my soul
My whole life was a deceit

12. RAPIST

She worked in a brothel
From the age of 13
She never made much money
Her pimp her purse would clean
She worked in that brothel
And in that brothel she was raped
And the rapist had HIV
That's what I call a bad break

And the HIV it turned to AIDS
And the rapist, the rapist, the rapist, the rapist got away

So for her funeral she had to pay
And all her so-called friends
They all stayed away

And the HIV it turned to AIDS
And the rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist,
rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist, rapist got away

13. SALVATION

And the band play for salvation
The Hackney army tune
And a cripple in a wheel chair
He plays the silver spoons

Well, Jesus is their saviour
They fight the good fight
The drummer who plays with them
He goes home and beats his wife

They're marching down to Soho
wake nocturnal types
And the sinners all around them
They try to show the light

Well, Jesus is their saviour
They fight the good fight
The drummer who plays with them
He goes home and beats his wife

Junkies are withdrawing
They're crouching down in pain
And Jesus ain't the saviour
Just a barrel when they see it again

Jesus ain't their saviour
They won't fight the good fight
They'll just throw away
They'll just throw away
They'll just throw away their lives

14. DEAD SOULS

A thousand candles burning, far as the eye can see
A hundred figures stooped to light them endlessly
The wind like the Grim-reaper, blows the flames away
Just like our lives are blown out every moment
Dead souls day

The old lady, in plot 43
The pimps and politicians all drowned now in death sea
And the mourners come with their memories
And candles in their pockets to be blown out endlessly
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day

Well, the organ grinds and grinds
He grinds away, and we are his monkeys
His monkeys as he plays
He grinds and grinds and grinds away
Till our own
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day
Dead Souls Day

15. SWING 'EM HIGH

The Gigolo, the Gigolo is charging twice the price
To the priest in holy orders who lives a life of vice
He pleads for mercy, God says no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low

The old lady's savings time do erode
She can't pay for the heating, off the heating goes
She pleads for mercy, God says no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low

The body snatcher's got no bodies to sell
It leads him, it leads him to a life of hell
He pleads for mercy, God says no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low

Well, the Gigolo dies at the age of 43
Of a muscle wasting disease
Pleads for mercy, God says no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low

And the body snatcher dies at an early age
And the old lady's pneumonia did rage
Pleaded for mercy, God said no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low

And the priest died of syphilis
He died in pain
He went to God, he tried to explain
He pleaded for mercy, God said no
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Swing 'em high, swing 'em low
Births, Marriages And Deaths

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Nikolay Ulianov

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Jul 12, 2003, 5:56:00 AM7/12/03

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A> Скинте плз текста Tiger Lillies, pls

THE BROTHEL TO THE CEMETERY

All Text By Martyn Jacques
Copyright Misery Guts Music

THE BROTHEL TO THE CEMETERY

1. ROLL UP

Tattooed we dance the tango, in a melancholy way,
Bearded ladies, muscle men, freaks entering the affray.
Crowds come in from the suburbs to observe the perverse,
Jimmy the pick-pocket he's on the loose,
Mind out and watch your purse.

Frankie the brain damaged boxer, he's only got left a year,
The local bums take him for a round and for his blood they cheer.
Prostitutes do good business, they'll gob you for a days rent,
And if it's a boy that you're after, they're over behind the tent.

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up.

Pimps count their money, they think they've got a good job.
It's better than being a gangster, it's better than being a slob.
Pin-heads, Siamese twins, midgets
They all shock the best they can.
The gypsy fortune teller, she knows we're all damned.

Our life's a side-show attraction, we do our best to please,
Our life is a side-show attraction, death, decay and disease,

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

2. TIGER LILLIE LINE

Things are getting hard now, getting hard to find.
Your livers piccalilli, your kidneys are unkind.
Wake up every morning, you'd lie if you felt fine,
Stick you fingers down your throat now, nihilistically inclined.

That's the Tiger Lillie line.

You're hungry for the glory, on the radio you'd mime.
The alcohol consumes you, piccalilli is your mind.
They're feasting at the table, but only scraps and crumbs you find.
You're angry and you're bitter, your hat is full of dimes

Well that's the Tiger Lillie line

You wake up every morning when the clock forgets to chime
You go to sleep each evening, with the whiskey and the wine

That's the Tiger Lillie line
That's the Tiger Lillie line
That's the Tiger Lillie line
Tiger Lillie line

3. BANGING IN THE NAILS

I'm crucifying Jesus, banging in the nails,
And I am so happy, because old Jesus failed.
I'm crucifying Jesus, nail him to the cross,
The poor old bastard bleeds to death and I don't give a toss.