- Width of a Circle
- All the Madmen
- Black Country Rock
- After All
- Running Gun Blues
- Saviour Machine
- She Shook Me Cold
- The Man Who Sold the World
- The Supermen
Width of a Circle
In a corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last
All the roads were straight and narrow
And the prayers were small and yellow
And the rumour spread that I was ageing fast
Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping by a tree
And I looked and frowned and the monster was me
Well I said hello and I said hello
And I asked, "Why not?" and I replied, "I don't know"
So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be
Well he laughed insane and quipped "KAHLIL GIBRAN"
So I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through
For I realized that God's a young man too
So I said "So long" and I waved, "Bye-bye"
And I smashed my soul and traded my mind
Got laid by a young bordello
I was vaguely half asleep
For which my reputation swept back home in drag
And the morals of this magic spell negotiate my hide
When God did take my logic for a ride
He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips
And showed me the leather belt round his hips
My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame
He said, "You'll never go down to the Gods again"
(Turn around, go back)
He struck the ground a cavern appeared
And I smelt the burning pit of fear
We crashed a thousand yards below
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back)
His nebulous body swayed above
His tongue swollen with devils love
The snake and I, a venom high
I said, "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back)
Breath, breathe, breathe deeply
And I was seething, breathing deeply
Spitting sentry, horned and tailed
Waiting for you
All the Madmen
Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and gray
To the far side of town
Where the thin men stalk the streets
While the sane stay underground
Day after day
They tell me I can go
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town
Where it's pointless ot be high
'Cause it's such a long way down
So I tell them that
I can fly, I will scream, I will break my arm
I will do me harm
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all, am I?
Don't set me free, I'm as heavy as can be
Just my librium and me
And my EST makes three
'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen roaming free
And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content they're all as sane as me
Where can the horizons lie when a nation hides its organic minds in a cellar, dark and
grim, they must be very dim
Day after day
They take some brain away
They turn my face around
To the far side of town
And tell me that it's real
Then ask me how I feel
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all
Don't set me free
I'm as helpless as can be
My libido's split on me
Gimme some good ol' lobotomy
'Cause I'd rather stay here
With all the madmen
Than perish with the sadmen roaming free
And I'd rather play here
With all the madmen
For I'm quite content they're all as sane as me
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le Chien
Black Country Rock
Pack a pack horse up and rest up here on Black Country Rock
You never know, you might find it here on
Black Country Rock
Some say the view is crazy
But you ay adopt another point of view
So if it's much too hazy
You can leave my freind
And me with fond adieu
After All
Please trip them gently, thy don't like to fall
Oh by jingo
There's no room for anger, we're all very small
Oh by jingo
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies
From paradise
They think that we're holding a secretive ball
Won't someone invite them
They're just taller children, that's all, after all
Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown
Oh by jingo
So hold on to nothing and he won't let you down
Oh by jingo
Some people are marching together and some are on their own
Quite alone
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
But some sit in silence, they're just older children
That's all, after all
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
With my words
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's
Children at all, after all
Live till your rebirth and do what you will
Oh by jingo
Forget all I've said, please bear me no ill
Oh by jingo
After all, after all
Running Gun Blues
I count the corpses on my left, I find I'm not so tidy
So I better get away, better get away, better make it today
I've cut twenty-three down since friday
But I can't control it, my face is drawn
My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
I'll bomb them out from under their beds
But now I've got the running gun blues
It seems the peacefuls stopped the war
Left generals squashed and stifled
But I'll slip out again tonight
'Cause they haven't taken back my rifle
For I promote oblivion
And I'll plug a few civilians
I'll slash them cold, I'll kill them dead
I'll break them gooks, I'll crack their heads
I'll slice them till they're running red
But now I've got the running gun blues
Saviour Machine
President Joe once had a dream
The world held his hand, gave their pledge
So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine
They call it the Prayer, its answer was law
Its logic stopped war, gave them food
How they adored till it ried in its boredom
'Please don't believe me, please disagree with me
LIfe is too easy, a plague seems quite feasible now
Or maybe a war, or I may kill you all
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
I need you flying, and I'll show that dying
Is living beyond reason, sacred dimension of time
I perceive every sign, I can steal every mind
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your mind are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
She Shook Me Cold
We met upon a hill, the night was cool and still
She sucked my dormant will
Mother, she blew my brain
I will go back again
My God, she shook me cold
I had no time to spare, I grabbed her golden hair
And threw her to the ground
Father, she caved my head
Oh Lord, things she said
My God, she should be told
I was very smart, broke the gentle hearts
Of many young virgins
I was quick on the ball, left them so lonely
They'd just give up trying
Then she took my head, smashed it up
Kept my young blood rising
Crushed me mercilessly, kept me going around
So she don't know how I crave her so
I'll give my love in vain, to reach that peak again
We met upon a hill
Mother, she blew my brain
I will go back again
My God, she shook me cold
The Man Who Sold the World
We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man Who Sold the World
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare
At all the millions here
We must have died alone
A long long time ago
Who knows, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man Who Sold the World
The Supermen
When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And gloomy browed with superfear
Their tragic endless lives
Could heave no sign
In solemn, perverse serenity
Wonderous beings chained to live
Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one for them
So softly a supergod cries
Where all were minds in uni-thought
Powers weird by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
Man would tear his brother's flesh
A chance to die, to turn to mold
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod dies
The Man Who Sold the World