Kaleidoscope

Sioux: vocals, melodica
Severin: bass, "the force"
Budgie: drumsdrumsdrums
Jones: guitar

Mink, seal and ermine smother fat women i have a noble cause for skin-there's just too many of them the only necessary cull-curse the brain inside it's skull just a bitch in the manger to the ba
S of nature

Chorus:
Cover me with skin and accuse me of sin but you know what i mean
There's just too many of them

Give me your skin for dancing in-hairless and streamline-fits like my own skin tatooed and sun-dyed-it's warm and it's human there was too many of them-the animals like them shame about the smel
They're fine steeped in perfume.

Sioux: vocals, acoustic guitar
Severin: electric guitar, electric sitar, rhythm box budgie: bass, drums

Squatting on doorsteps-following footsteps nocturnal habits are surveyed with interest so we crawl into corners-ignore any callers and imagine our radiators clang for our neighbors

When we crawl on all fours-upon the cushioned floor still they cling to the wall + knock on our doors and the tendency for tenants is tenacity the paint is cracked and the paper peels the plaste
Ls and the body reels...softly

Forty watt bulb swing from a light cloud on lawnmower groan, the carpet has grown but they have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls and the tendency for tenants is secrecy.....sssssssh.

Sioux: vocals
Severin: bass
Budgie: drums
Mcgeoch: guitar, sax

It's a hybrid of me-i'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit of me-i'm a misfit of you ...in limbo

Carbon copies run blue-a reminder for you but they're only skin deep crumpled shells in a heap marked cheap

Surrogate heads of a no-no domain
Shoulders form rows to make waves again catch the next train

When you walked through that door marked "enter if you dare" reasoned with a friend marked "do not bend" bit on that finger marked "handle with care"

A tear soiled your cheek-a broken finger on the floor a mess in sawdust-a shop window burst..no repairs

It's a hybrid of me-i'm a hybrid of he
You're a misfit for me-i'm a misfit for you in limbo.....do you speak the lingo?

Sioux: vocals
Severin: bass, vocals
Budgie: drums, harmonica, vocals
Mcgeoch: guitar

This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house oh it's such fun
We've come to play in the happy house
And waste a day in the happy house-it never rains

We've come to scream in the happy house we're in a dream in the happy house
We're all quite sane

This is the happy house-we're happy here there's room for you if you say "i do"
But don't say no or you'll have to go
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on it's safe and calm if you sing along

This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house. to forget ourselves-and pretend all's well there is no hell.

Sioux: vocals, droma-derian, finger cymbals severin: bass, rhythm box

Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon i don't have to prove i'll last longer than you one hump or two any handicap will do against you i'll be there soon-over the moon
I'll be there soon-over the moon

Chasing a monsoon over the dune
Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon.

Sioux: vocals
Severin: bass
Budgie: drums
Mcgeoch: guitar, sitar, string synth
The sirens: backing vocals

Desert kisses in the sand
Engulfing joints, engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
A deadly grip, a deadly lock

Cursed and pissed into the ocean
Wilfully caused a great commotion
But only for a stifled moment
Then it was back to still life motion

A sideways crawl, a sideways scrawl
The cancer crab is on us all
I kissed your face, i kissed the sand
I heard you sigh
There was no sound

Thrashed and spat back at the ocean
But there was nothing, no commotion
Just my lonely stupid notions
Trapped again in still life motion

Sinking down-with just my sound
Sinking down-running on the moving ground sinking down
Sinking down-without a sound
Sinking down-sleeping on the moving ground sinking down

Desert kisses in the sand
Engulfing joints, engulfing land
Tidal fingers cling to rocks
A deadly grip, a deadly lock

Sinking down-the world is round
Sinking down-there's no-one around
Standing on the moving ground
Sinking down-the world is flat
There's no-one here to question that
Sinking down-without a sound
Sinking down
Sinking down-the world was round
Sinking down-there was no-one around
Sinking down.