Stutter

Shirt's on fire, church on fire
Billy's dream boat stills as the house alights
Sailors come from miles for a drink and a fight
But the harbour thrills pull back from the light
To the belly of a boat in a hammer try tight

Holler
Pleasures of the night
Seaman's delight

Holler
(refrain)
Pleasures of the night
What a sight
Oh no, the organ plays by itself
It doesn't need the grinder's help and the monkey
And the monkey stow away to sea
Back to his wife and a nest in the trees

Billy's brother plays bass in a band called man
He fancies himself as a travelling ham
Strutting and fretting them into fame
In a torn t-shirt he'll carve his name

Holler
(refrain)
Looking for adventure and some mystery
He doesn't need the grinder and he doesn't want me

Stripped off his suit
So let the poor beast be
Oh, let the poor beast be

The man said, "ho ho wee, this is too hot for me!"
Billy's shirt's on fire in the night
He said, "ho wee this is too hot to see."
Billy's shirt's on fire in the night

Down the chute and out the door
I know that i've been here before
The blinding lights, the long white coat
Cut the cord before i choke

Oh, please sir, handle me gently
I've got nothing to protect me

This man in a mask stabbed me in the back
No sooner alive than i'm being attacked
If this is the planet earth
Oh please, mom, take me back in your sack

My keepers aren't too bad this time
The man's quiet, the woman's crying
When i arrive, what's hers is mine
I take and take it all the time

Oh please sir, do not tempt me
Those sweet things, they just destroy me

I always want more than i can get
My belly's full, but i'm not done yet
Need something to kill
The word is you

Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy
Poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again

See the jeaned genie on his high-wire act
At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact
Poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again

See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you
Poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again

See houdini and his underwater tricks
You were sitting at the front, hoping his locks would stick
Watch knievel hit the 17th bus
You got crushed in the souvenir rush
Poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again

I said poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again
See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you
Poor old johnny yen set himself on fire again

Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy

Come on, somebody, finish him off please
Put the poor fool out of his misery, will you
Can't you see he's had enough?
Finish him off, somebody

Next!

Withdrawn, muscles all tense
Nothing flows for the self-obsessed
Feel all washed up

Restless, can't sit still
A mental state, or a physical ill
Toxic, bones all cracked
Step on a bus, get a panic attack

Of that you took me so high
Now getting out of bed is enough to make me cry
Saps all my energy
That's how it used to be
You came just in time

Feel all washed up
Need a wash up
Need a wash

Restless, muscles all ache
So tense, watch me shiver as you shake
Not a dance but a scream by the body at the stake
Pierces my heart, something's gonna break

Amazed when you cannot deny
Going out of bed is enough to make you cry
That's how it used to be before you came by

Screwed up at school
Hate bad food
Too many t.v. views live in you (my friend)

Feel all washed up (need a wash)
Much to take, i'm overcome
So wash me up with a loving song

An earwig crawled into my ear
Made a meal of the wax and hairs
Phoned friends, had an insect party
But all i could hear was the bass drum drum
All i could hear was the bass drum drum

Now if you put your ear close you'll be able to hear
Not the sea shore noise of the shore sea shell
The clatter of plates
And the bronze of the bell
Going ding dong, ding dong, ding dong dong

Going out of my mind as they hollow my head
I'm floating in the air, but my body's in bed
The more they eat, the more i see
What is not, but just could be
You can hear them laughing in my head
You can hear them laughing in my head
Ha ha ha ha ha

Now they've eaten my memory, i can't recall
How the world used to be before
So a vision is the same as what is real
Depends upon the lighting, and how i feel
Ding dong, drum drum, ha ha ha ha ha

And then the music stopped
The musician went away
They'd eaten all my brain
The red and the grey

They all stack at home
Dug a tongue through my nose
Where my brain used to be
Now there's only a hole

An emotional charge like an electrical spark
But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart
When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one
The only urge all change, all change etc.
Change your paths

But you can't help the thought that when nothing stays still
The tiger moves on when its taken its fill
But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey
When the part doesn't last there's pain, but no one to blame who's to blame?
Fail to achieve a basis for collaboration
Fail to achieve a basis for collaboration
But you cling to the part like a shark to its prey
The preacher looked out on my doing today
And he said, "oh, this looks curly to me."