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THIS HOUSE IS HAUNTED
looks like a ruin, you think nothing's doing
under the arches, something's still moving
we lie together, for ever and ever
the truth be uncovered, no face in the mirror
 
i always said, you should leave them dead
now this house is haunted, i lived in the ruins
 
one day they'll discover, you're still with me my lover
credence is craving, the truth be uncovered

i sent them your letter, that read like a lecture
there on the pages, the laughter, the rages
 
she always said, we'd be better off dead
this house is haunted, the face in the mirror
 
kiss me and shiver, one day they'll discover
you're with me my lover, the truth be uncovered
kiss me and shiver, one day they'll deliver
the news of your heart, so dearly departed
 
i always said, we'd be better off dead
now this house is haunted
 
she always said, i'd be better off dead
this house is haunted
 
this house is haunted
 
CINDERS
burnt my old place down
and sold the cinders to my council town
so rag your hair and paint your face
the money's all been spent
 
and you waited here outside of space
and you came and so I went
and you said that's what life's all about
i knew exactly what you meant
 
 
DEEP BLUE SEA
glad to see, sad to say
i'll get my things and get away
i've got a light-beam soul inside my head
so get my gear and knock 'em dead

like the sunshine, and the moon glow
and the light thrown on a deep blue sea
 
came back here, to the state we're in
and fake it fast to see their grin
too slow to lose, too fast to win
i come back here, the state we're in

but you're the sunshine, you're the moon glow
you're the light thrown on a deep blue sea
 
amazed and a mess, is this all for me
you got my gear and got me free
i've seen the light of strange and never winced
so fade me fast or make me grin

like the sunshine, and the moon glow
and the light thrown on a deep blue sea
we're the sunshine, we're the moon glow
we're the light thrown on a deep blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
 
blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
 
we're the sunshine, we're the moon glow
we're the light thrown on a deep blue sea
 
we're the sunshine, We're the moon glow
we're the light thrown on a deep blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
blue sea
 
BY MYSELF
i've been better by myself
never really needed no one else
all those years I left behind
people who messed up my mind, my mind
i really don't mind
 
i was waiting for someone
to come along and give me, what i wanted
people said i'd gone for good
well how they mis-understood my mind
i really don't mind
 
i'll find another way to pick up my head and say, forget it
I'll find another way to pick up my head and say, forget it
by myself
by myself
by myself
by myself
 
i was dreaming of the past
all the hopes and fears that never lasted
all those fools can go for gold
shut your mouth or save your soul, you don't know
d'you really don't know?
 
i'll find another way to pick up my head and say, forget it
i'll find another way to pick up my head and say, forget it
all by myself
by myself
by myself
by myself

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FROM YOUR FAVOURITE SKY (JOHN PEEL SESSION)
do you dare,
take a breath?
do you dream of a tragic death?
i know you do
 
d'you possess, s'avoir faire
d'you put cheap bleach on your hair?
you delicate flower
 
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
do you dress,
like a dame?
do you burn on a catholic flame?
by the hours, by the hours, by the hours
 
you were born,
forth from joy
and you're every girl and boy
you know you are, you know you are
 
so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
from your favourite sky
 
do you dare,
take a breath?
do you dream of a tragic death?
 
A STRANGE ARRANGEMENT OF COLOUR (LIVE)
a strange arrangement of colour,
you found your feet where you put her
 
i'm after you, you're after me
the things that we say, the things that we see
 
we've got to be good looking
where did you go?
what did you see, when you were there?
what did you leave?
leave?
leave?
leave?
 
the lie that is reflected,
the times that we neglected
 
you're after me, I'm after you,
the things that we say
the things that we do
we've got to be reminded
 
where did you go?
what did you see, when you were there?
what did you leave?
leave?
leave?
leave?
 
times that we reflected
lies that we rejected

i'm after you, you're after me
the things that we say, the things that we see
 
we've got to be good looking
where did you go?
and what did you see, when you were there?
what did you leave?
leave?
leave?
leave?
 
a strange arrangement of colour
 
MONKEYS
you can take a million of the monkeys
put 'em through a hoop
you can make a packet from the racket
boil 'em down for soup
 
i can hear the sound of music
the lingering taste of the jewellery
you're a walk on ghost,
you're a living host of,
all that they want you to be, you to be
 
you can take a million other monkeys
put 'em through a hoop
you can make a packet from the racket
boil 'em down for soup
 
i can hear the sound of make-up
the lingering stench of the jewellery
you're a walk on ghost,
you're a living host of,
all that they want you to be, you to be
 
i can hear the sound of music
the lingering taste of the jewellery
you're a walk on ghost,
you're a living host of,
all that they want you to be, you to be

walk on ghost, living host
walk on ghost, living host
living ghost, walk on host
living ghost, walk on host
 
BIG TEARS
how long have you worn that dress?
the colour shows all the mess
they dont want that kind of thing round here
you've been trying too hard it's clear
you've been dying to dry those big tears
 
you got a head full of library books
your mother had all the looks
but they dont want that kind of thing round here
you've been trying too hard it's clear
you've been dying to dry those big tears
 
d'you know what they all think about you?
do you know how they can't live without you?
 
we've got our heads full of common sense
but thats not much recompense
'cos i dont want that kind of thing round here
we've been trying too hard it's clear
now we're dying to dry those big tears
 
how long have i worn this shirt?
the colours shows all the dirt
they dont want that kind of thing round here
i've been trying too hard it's clear
now we're dying to dry those big tears
big tears
big tears
big tears

LIFE IN A DAY (LIVE)
life, in a day
fleet of foot
and full of grace
love, mercy mild
freedom bought you, such a filthy child
 
life, in a day
life in a day
 
stick your jokes, your hoax in a box
chew the chains, loose the locks
lease your mind, and find a better rate
if freedom feels, like a first mistake
 
life, in a day
life in a day
 
life, in a day
lets see you hoof, and move your feet of clay
let it go you know, or let it break
if freedom feels, like a first mistake
 
life, in a day
life in a day
 
NOT A REASONABLE MAN (LIVE)
you're not having this, and i'm not having that
i'm not a reasonable man, i've come for it back
 
so let 'em all in, don't you know that i love a crowd
but they won't get the jokes, 'cos the laughters too loud
 
and i never was slight, or silent with you
for one hour of delight, in the gathering gloom
i've no reservations, i've got no room
for these souvenirs, to bring back for you
 
so let 'em all in, don't you know that we love a crowd
but we don't get the jokes, 'cos the laughters too loud
 
and i'm not the man you think i am at all
i was learning to walk, and started to crawl
 
and i've no reservations, i've got no room
for these souvenirs, to bring back for you
 
and you're not having this, and i'm not having that
i'm not a reasonable man, i've come for it back

FROM YOUR FAVOURITE SKY (LIVE)
do you dare,
take a breath?
do you dream of a tragic death?
i know you do
 
do you wail, do you weep?
do you sing yourself to sleep,
you delicate flower
 
so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
and you dress,
like a dame
and you burn on a catholic flame
by the hours
 
and you're born
forth from joy
you're every girl and boy
you know you are
 
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
you possess, s'avoir faire
put cheap bleach on your hair
you know you do
 
and you wail, and you weep?
you sing yourself to sleep,
you delicate flower
 
and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky
 
from your favourite sky

GREAT ESCAPE
you were born with football boots and a sun-tanned complexion
you once thought that on reflection, i've really got it made
you shrugged and smiled and made the usual excuses
you suffered small abuses, and settled for the pay

you want to learn to live like an aristocrat
but your girlfriend's earrings, well they soon put soon put paid to that
the whole world came crashing, down around your ears
you dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandaliers


you cashed in your cards, you want to buy some glamour
you really are enamoured, with that new soap-on-a-rope
a thousand fat comedians came in disguised as clerics
they got you in hysterics, and walked off with your soul
with that cheapskate royalty, you get your flag and wave
and i've seen you on tv grinning at the motorcade
pretty soon they'll hang the traitors, and string them up like drapes
and we'll ride around like Steve McQueen, in The Great Escape

you hung around to long, your mother read your letters
you grinned like a go-getter, come and got and gone
The time the morning slips, blends into the wallpaper
and once you could escape her, but where did you go wrong

and the fathers at the factory that makes money selling guns
that fought the wars, that spent the lives, of all the people's sons
pretty soon they'll hang the traitors, and string them up like drapes
and i'll ride around like Steve McQueen, in The Great Escape

you were born with football boots and a sun-tanned complexion
you once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
you once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
you once thought that on reflection, oh yeah, i've really got it made



JUNK CULTURE
stepping into small life nowhere england
shaking hands with the big town life idiots
i was, trying to pick up some ordinariness
from the shopping bag, inspirational choir

picking up a detail from a muscle magazine
whilst talking to someone else's wife
and wondering do i really care, about sheet metal workers?
caught you looking though your shop window reflection
shop window reflection
shop window reflection
shop window reflection

some run down amusement arcade humour
like cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring out,
over the city's pavements
calling closing time on that cinema queue fervour

thursday night on the railway lines
as life and death burnt away in the distance
and, a billion TV screens close their weary eyes
don't you know me?
i know you
i know you
i know you
i know you, i know you

STOP TAKING PHOTOGRAPHS
stop taking photographs, your brittle heart will never bleed
it took your big head to succede
 it hasn't been a million laughs

so stop taking polaroids, of all the things you avoid
there are no lessons in your past, so stop taking photographs

the naked light revealed you,
shattered and then sealed you in your dreams
and this loneliness has stripped you,
unbuttonned and unzipped you, 'til you fell apart at the seams

so stop taking photographs, your brittle heart will never bleed
it took your big head to succede it hasn't been a million laughs

so stop taking polaroids, of all the things that you avoid
there are no lessons in your past, so stop taking photographs

the naked light revealed you,
shattered and then sealed you in your dreams
and this loneliness has stripped you,
unbuttonned and unzipped you, 'til you fell apart at the seams

so stop taking photographs, your brittle heart will never bleed
it hasn't been a million laughs, so stop taking photographs

OVER MY SHOULDER (LIVE)
















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