unknown

slowdive

Get your head down to the ground
Shake it all around

Wandering through the narrow thorough-fare, the motorway is standing on its own, i see me walking there...one for the road - one for the road, the headlights find my load, following signs and al
Taking my time, following signs these thumbs have klights of their own, one more for the road, just one more for the road, digital fun in the sun follow my thumb, follw my thumb, these thumbs are my guns see them dance when i'm blue, this beacon is my fare, anytime, anywhere,take a ride by a side in day or night, travelling through - some old, some new - just one more for the road, just another one for the road, jump inside little girl take a ride by my side, there's no end to this ride with this stranger tonight, there was just one more for the road, just another one for the road, digital fun in the sun, follow my thumb, follow my thumb, digital fun in the sun, follow my thumb...follow my thumb...follow my thumb

[ wild things lyrics complied by bren on 18.05.94 at brendan_m%vulcan@mentec.ie
Source - inner sleeve of the wild things gatefold ep ......... one more for the road ..................... ]

A ravenous greed
For a brood to feed
A lusting spawn
On a weekend fawn
Do you hunger for this
Sucking leaches feel the need
Sucking dry unsated stomach pops
Sharpened knives with flying sparks
Sagging bodies with stretch marks
& your belly aches

Do you hunger for this
Bled white with avarice

As the rust creeps
Corrosion seeps a rotting seed
Eat me -- feed me
With your belching foul breath
Your destructive kiss death
Do you hunger for this

The bliss of a sweet kiss
Shanghai'ed on a locust flight
The thirst from a vampire bite
Fills the emptiness inside
Consuming everything green-eyed
We hunger

Sunrise breaks its fatal perfume
And i'm dizzy to distraction
The scented clutches of a siren's lament
Embrace the sound of enchantment
Five fathoms deep, the lovers leap
The lanterns of skin beckon us in
O belladonna
Nightfalls decent shrouds her intent
In a halo of sharks and a skeleton mask
O belladonna
Daylight devours your unguarded hours
Burnt and charred, this bride of scars
O belladonna
Lost in the glare, all of us stare
The patterns of pain, scream out your name
O belladonna

Transcribed by reverend daimeyon t. straynge <straynge@ix.netcom.com>

Fuck you, i win this prize
Stardom pardons the lies
The miles, the minutes passing by
My window

(yeah yeah yeah)
Rising up through the ashes and grime
A new me on the other side
Hello, hello, i'm breaking through
This old skin

(woo-oo woo woo, woo-oo woo woo)
Hello, hello, i'm coming through my new skin

(yeah yeah yeah)
So take the dips with the tricks
Gimme shimmy shimmy hip shake
Hello, hello, let's kick out the trash of ((anybody got a guess?))

(woo-oo, woo woo, woo-oo, woo woo)
Hello, hello, i'm coming in my new skin

(unintelligible utterance)

(yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck you, i win this prize
Stardom pardons the lies
The miles, the minutes pissing by
My window

(woo-oo, woo woo, woo-oo, woo woo)
Hello, hello, i'm coming in my new skin
Hello, hello, i'm hungry for some new skin
Hello, it's me, i'm coming for you in my new skin

Hey, hey, let's kick out the trash
Hey, hey, let's kick out the trash
Hey, hey, let's kick out the trash...

What can i do - i know they've gotten to you when you say that your whites
Have an aerial blue
What's happened to you - since i last say you i thought i knew your name - but it's not you but it's not you

You're talking in a balloon
In this tidy room
Sounding like a commercial
For a serial
I wish you could feel the way that i feel i wish you could feel but your so unreal your so unreal

What can i say - what can i say
All the traits you had have all gone away get up and wash at the right time of day and greet the world with the right thing to say

You're so ideal - you're never down at heel you're so ideal - but you're so unreal
I wish you could feel - the way that i feel i wish you could feel - but you're so unreal you're so unreal

From the fury pit, a reek of misery
Like a trumpet groan, tornado moan
The splendor splits like a golden skin
He and the wizards cry like hummingbirds
In treasure glows, your weeping wings
And a slaughter grins, on a pleasure spike
When held on high by the riverside
Like a torn-throat child
In a jackals hide
Cool water dies, vile diamond eyes
Silent in flamingo ease
Distant in troubled trance
Within a whirlpool, we're breaking our backs
The tears of the moon
The sweat of the sun
Sacraficial hearts for a pointing bone

With a gorgons head and a coal of skulls
They're kindling fires in open wounds
Pointing bone
In a jaguar skin, blood matted mane
Beacons blaze toward a waning moon

Written by george de la rue and hal shaper
Transcribed by andrewb@mathstat.yorku.ca

Produced by boz boorer
Engineered by chris dickie
Assisted danton supple

Sioux starts off, with:

Time, is like a dream,

Now, for a time,
You are mine.
Let's hold fast,
To the dream,
That tastes and sparkles like wine.

Morrisey enters...

Who-who knows if it's real,
Or just something we're both...

(duet)

... dreaming of.
What seems like an interlude now,
(s)
Could be the beginning of love.
(duet)
Loving you, is the world that's strange, so much more than my heart can hold,
(s)
Loving you makes the whole world change. (d)
Loving you, i could not grow old.
(s)
No-nobody knows,
When love will end,
So 'til then, sweet fiend.
(m)
Time, is like a dream
And, now, for a time,

You are mine.
(d)
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like

Transcribed by reverend straynge <straynge1@earthlink.net>

The woods and the town
Covered in snow
All transformed to a fairytale
Like the fresh page of a book opened up
Ready
Waiting
For the story to begin
For you're all in a scene
Objects in black ink
Fringed in white
Breathing and living
And anticipating
A colour
All transformed to a fairytale
Unreal and inviting
Inviting you to step in
And follow the path neverending

You're now leaving
Imprints
And somehow expecting
Expecting someone

Maybe the prince in disguise
Suffering a snow queen curse
But you're wrong of course
It's in reverse

Out in the snow
Muffled
The last silent night
The last sacrifice
Red running over white
Red running over white
Red
Running over white
Red
Running over white
Running red
Over white
Running red
Over white

Red over white
Red over white
Red
Over white

(thorn version adds:)

Running red over white
Running red over white
All (oh?) red over white
Running red
Over white
Running red
Over white
Red over white
Red over white
All (oh?) red
Over white

All (oh?) red
Over white

He moa kane (ancient hawaiian riddle)

Above is red-below is red
Hear the ringing voice...
A strutting rooster

Platform ranting in the trees
Disturbed voices on the breeze
Huddled 'round the mad eyes screamer
A pointed finger - the tin can schemer

Mad eyed screamer - mad eyed screamer
Mad eyed screamer - mad eyes screamer
A pointed finger - the tin can schemer
Mad eyed screamer - the corner speaker

Could be a preacher - could be a teacher you want the world to meet your maker
Now a lecher transforms a traitor
With a petrol flaring eye ....

Come and see the corner speaker
Come and his suit dripdry
The passers-by have one obsession
To hear his raving to the sky

Mad eyed screamer on your knees
Mad eyed screamer you are not pleased
With the chatter in the trees
Your balls are freezing in the breeze

Mad eyed screamer - mad eyes screamer
Mad eyed screamer - mad eyed screamer
Your balls are freezing in the breeze
Mad eyed screamer you are not pleased

The dawning is over
The morning is over
And i can't look into your eyes

A cold november morning
A shivering new dawning
I watched your energy slide

It's sad to see it dying-that fire once so lively now three sad tears have fallen from my eyes a dampened need for fire-a kindled desire the power just vanished from your eyes

This feeling is crying
The sea it is sighing
For spirits that just give up and die

The dawning is over
The mourning is over
I still can't look into your eyes

She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him, oh not him

He hates the girl and she hates the girl because something weak implied
They fought to push aside them
But not her - oh not her

The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because it's all been said before
The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because you only have your mentor
To draw - you whore

Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat

She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him - oh not him

He hates the girl and she hates the girl because something weak implied
They fought to push inside them
But not her - oh not her

This girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because it's all been said before
The girl isn't alive - but the man is dead because you only have your mentor
To draw from

Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat

But not them

Kula 'ula 'ula poni
'alani melemele polu
'akala 'oma 'oma 'o

Come to the festival of colours
Celebrate the festival of colours

Shake your serpent thrashing hair
Come and tint the sleeping air
Across the seas from india
But a rainbow can start anywhere

Clutching handfuls of the powder
Throw it everywhere
Chanting out their many names
Kick it to the wind...

Kula 'ula 'ula poni
'alani melemele polu
'akala 'oma 'oma 'o...

...festival of colours