Lyrics
Dome
1+2
Cancel Your Order
[Cancel] your order, crossing the border
Change the menu, a different revenue
A glorious change, refining the focus, getting in range
A colourful race without any bars
Improved sanitation certified by the authority
Said by the majority, surprise
All I could do was whistle
All I could do was whistle
I don't know what to say [when? I might?]
[?] where we are
[?]
Putting [the bear?] in charge
Casting dirt of the [?]
[?]
[?] first time
Series off good some surprise [laid-out rules of mine?]
Alpine, ein swei drei vier [German 1-2-3-4]
Clear out the road, [they got the latest paper?]
They know, they moved out, in my heart, in my mouth
Watch TV?, radio in control, modern society?
[Pay your rent?], [clean in the air tree?]
[Fighting wars?] cut across the sky
Six-foot wingspan
Yes, [I didn't know?]
Live up in trees and mistletoe
There they find, lost forty men
And they found gasoline
[They should prepare?]
On and on like that background
Cruel When Complete
Pretty around the mouth
The whispers grow into a silent shout
Movement by the hound
The one-armed man walks on the man-made sand
The grey lights slide
The continental colours glamour glide
Travels with hatted men
Apple mountains mark the journey's end
Cruel when complete
Beauty is an isle where both shores meet
Praised and ready-made
Magnets in the hectic lolly in the grave
And then...
The head of priests say their prayers, sing their psalms, and wave their charms
They save their souls, they sell their fears, they grow their beards, and shave their heads
And then we all
Try to make up our minds
Keeps shoving those double-thick slices of electric salad down my throat
Stop slipping those thinly spread buttered salmon sandwiches into my suit
Rolling upon my Day
Rolling upon my day
With weakness in my vision
The separate event
The growing up to reason
Convinces me that
Something very special
Something rather fine
Something all together
Is totally divine
I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my breakfast
And even in my clothes
I feel it in my sofa
I feel it in my chair
I feel it in my toothbrush
And sometimes
Sometimes in my hair
Sometimes in my hair
Say Again
On the third week
Turn the lights off after I left
Feeling the strain
Just as he had to get [without wine?]
A new generation has in control?
As formed by God
[Foreign-body God?]
It's my fault, what can I say?
That's my new [disposition?]
Feeling strained, but supporting
Backing your instinct
[? the secretary ? actual ?]
[Through?] causes
Among that
Psychiatric assistant
[?] is not evidence
Feeling the strain
An innocent bystander
Relaxing in the bath
Listen
In the case of fire, [my body has died?]
Irregularity
We love surface
Irregular and the phone?
Say again?
What did you say
Say again?
And the phone?
[They amount to that discover?]
[My father's quite close to him?]
Germany, ah yes
Protected?
Not, no
So to, they're hunted
Innocent bystander
Wait
I'd just like to say
Right on
It's on my cartoons?
Linasixup
A half-warm kiss
Linasixup roll along in anger
Head around so I did drop in
You were always the first woman to start rowing
[?]
Just after a single photograph
[He's half-can?]
[Man in ?]
Spare [some ?]
Now forget about this
Airmail
Jaws move, skin shine, snow suit, how many, slipstream, looks up, on some beach, where the waves break, love is a cold find, love lie, leave accounts with me, grey, best wonder of man and madam, carries on, an offer, an act of kindness, thus is by, white shirts, guided by the light, this one can be made, near madness, carries on, jaws move, skin shine, snow suit, how many, slipstream, looks up, on some beach, where the waves break, love is a cold find, and the gas they bring, miss smart in math in math, carries on, jaws move, skin shine, snow suit, how many, slipstream, looks up...
Madmen
Oh poor guy
Crazy guy
Won't cry
Madmen
It's hard to pretend
That they're madmen
F——!
Anybody touch these f——ing bags,
I'll cut their f——ing head off with a f——ing axe!
I'll f——ing piss on it!
The Red Tent 1 & 2
It's started
Snow on canvas and cold out of doors
The red tent [blazed like a slow?]
Wind that blinds so far from home
The red tent [sits like a wood?]
Madness, murder, and freezing to death
The red tent burns like a tongue
Ice and rope and frozen sheets
The red tent flaps like a wing
The dog is starving and far to the deer
The red tent sings like a choir
Quiet, the breath is crystal-clear
The red tent is our... tomb
Long Lost Life
Every box we know, every dying cell
Every broken vein has a tale to tell
His body shrieks, his colour goes
Water trickles where blood used to flow
Will he reach Nirvana? He examines his years
And slowly the long lost life appears
Memories correct for a lost soul
He was slow enough to pass through an endless life
There's a black shape growing inside
There's a black shape growing inside
Inside, there's a black shape growing inside
Outside, there's a white shape dying outside
Breathsteps
Second tape, the murmur falls, eyes drop, no words
Six steps out of breath, altitude takes its toll
Twelve hours out of sight, face up, long nails
Out of breath, altitude takes its toll
Second tape, twelve hours, six steps out of breath
Face up
Eyes drop, no words, long nails, face up
Ritual View
You took the veil in through a crowd
Your rich address is not allowed
Now you see it's all come true
The diamond gate keeps the fire out
The heart within is filled with doubt
Make your path and tensions drawn there
The tracks you leave are already worn and
Fortune filled your Chinese cup in
Whispered golden promised luck
Salmon spread on eggshell blue
Graphite marks battle and feud
Egyptian hospital dissections buyer
Dotted line across the sky
Cut of fillets pride
Twenty-four hours, time after time
Crushing the kernel, extracting the oil
