The cushioned throbbing of a velvet moon
And the pregnant aching of an empty womb
The endless echoes of the noise we made
And the repercussions of each hand grenade
There's aeroplanes and dragonflies
And infinite September skies
There's anthems of utopias
And creeping wars and glaciers

Just listen...

Is there music in there?

Arrived within the creeping hearse
Vibrations from the universe
Awash with the glittering of city lights
The mouse choir whispered through the endless nights
All alone to ride upon the froth
The human dreamt of taking off
Eventually, time corrodes the brain to rust
And all those dreams into diamond dust

Just listen...
Violins and orchestras
For death and speculation
We've got just enough time


I felt the closeness of monsters as we slept
And the creaking of hands where masons met
The loneliness of a shooting star
And the beating of drums where the wild things are
And somewhere beneath the moon
A sonic boom, peeled off from a wing
Into the dark, into each heart
I heard the angel sing:

"Que sera sera -
Whatever will be will be"

For death and speculation
Well there's just enough time
For each final seperation
We've got just enough time
Away on the breeze
My evanescent memories
Well I can feel them
But I can't remember them
Well I can feel them
Slipping away

INTO THE SPACE AGE

Avoiding murder and its pitfalls
Into the space age on a comedown

Been evolving into some other creature
Inside the birdcage - not got much flying done

And I'm sinking dark and joyous
In devastating loneliness
In the precision of existence
Well a man needs guidance
Keep me safe in your arms
Keep me free from tyranny
Descending somewhere into the space age
Where no man has gone before

Disappointed in the outcome
Well, whatever was I expecting?

And I'm sinking into deepest heaven
In all consuming isolation
In the decision of existence
Well should a man choose silence?
Keep me safe in your arms
Keep me free from tyranny
Descending somewhere into the space age
Where no man has gone before

FOR MARCIA

In the cold glare of a coke machine
And in the pulse of the droning stars
In the slow swelling of the sea
Well what can you hear?

But who's that tapping on my shoulder?

You're in the dust falling from the moon
And in the crack of a sandy dune
You reach down - and pull me through
To where our feet need not touch the ground
And just like me and just like you

Some things can never be

EVERYDAY COMBAT

No shiny gold
No jewelled eye
Fighting the man
I pressed the controls
And rockets blazed through the sky
Fighting the man

Whose pretty feet
Are clad in Ruby Shoes?
Fighting the man
These human bones
Already obsolete
Fighting the man
All the way to the bitter end

Avoid the tears
Of something unforeseen
Fighting the man
Expanding techniques
Of this prosthetic brain
Fighting the man
Well, we'll get away from it all
Down amongst the drones
Fighting the man
Alive after wave upon wave
Of galaxians that fall
Fighting the man
All the way to the bitter end

O Happy Days!
Of debt and life support
Fighting the man
A soul will grow old
And eventually will fold
Fighting the man

LIVE HUMAN

Been giving me remote control
Pick up the telephone - Hail Mary
I feel like I could shoot the moon
My bliss cut and dirty

And anyone can drown swimming round my head
Slipping over the precipice
Stepping off of the edge
Aware that the body had died
"I'm in here" she cried
"I'm human inside
I'm human inside -
Can't anyone hear me?"

And that's one year less I guess
I'm booming out of the other side
Now that I'm frozen like a crystal ice age
In a cadence of harpsichords
Well I heard the raindrops fall

And anyone can drown swimming round my head
Slipping over the precipice
Stepping off of the edge
Aware that the body had died
"I'm in here" she cried
"I'm human inside
I'm human inside -
Can't anyone heal me?"

MOTORHEAD

i sleep deeply every night
in a world that's better than real life
i found a hiding place
beneath a dirty blanket of distorted bass
there's music in my head
i heard a gasoline voiced mixed with marlboro reds singing:
"pick up your head again...
if you want to be king
then nobody must keep you down..."
and yes now i'm back from the dead
i'm gonna turn it up loud inside your head
with the sound of many days
when we could feel the cheap drugs
squeezing through our veins
like a million girls and boys
i'm just another grainy brick in a wall of noise
i really missed you yesterday
and just for a moment
something was reeling me in
someone was breathing me in

but i lived in the slip of your frown
and this place has been getting me down

you hung out for my suicide
you were pushing it down the airsupply
but you never did try to find the time
to let us be together in your cage or mine
and since you never noticed me
well how about you open up your eyes and see me now
Music fills my empty bones
And some times it seems it's the only place I've left to go
Hey hey hey
Happy Birthday anyway

AIRBORNE

I'd call it a drastic measure but I'll open up one eye
I'm all evolved and fully grown, with three dimensions of my own
But hey Mr. Dog - Well I'm just an animal just like you
In a laser beam and a human being
With more fire than the belly of the sun

And inside this business of the gun, well I heard the aero-engines whine
Of a lucky soul and an afterlife and another chance for a darker life
And I pray, cause it don't take god long
to bless those feet that you're standing on
on a one way ride, a heaven vibe, upon wishes or demands
It's time to fly

And I'm suffering the absolute of black-handed days
Been serving with the boys and girls, all the secret rulers of the world
And dark day alive, well once again evil on the throne
Much blacker than the setting sun
I'm hung upon dark feathers
It's time to fly
But I'm hanging in there with intentions so high
That they're purer than air and what I've got on my mind
Is to be cruising on you -
to be full-on on you
to be swooping on you
to be airborne on you
To be carried along
On a current so strong
I'd be glowing from you

So go on and prove me wrong

Panzer

Slip coma deep inside an industrialist's mind
And pour yourself into the creased appeal of a financeman's suit
You keep on exchanging handshakes and smiles
With chatshow hosts like butterflies
Fly down
And hide in the zeros and the ones
And let's all sing
Hallelujiah!
The missile can fly!
Decode the cypher
The cryptic message within a government health warning
And it's the same song everytime
Oh no! Your big mushroom cloud
Has gone and it's fucked up my view

Don't matter which way we're facing
So long as we're rolling forward

Well we could seek a world of jackpots
And corporate value
And learn to leave our uglyselves behind
You've got to feel the power as it flows
From businessmen and motherlodes
Become a soul of pure caffeine
Live life like a coke machine
Hallelujiah!
Praise god for Hollywood teeth!
Crash your karma into little bits of happiness
Now it's ok - I know a quick and easy way
We ain't divine - we all got our faults
But seismic minds think seismic sized thoughts

Mister exectutive man pick your way through the debris
Lubricate your gun between the devil and the sea
Sleeping solvent and sound
And ethically free
Right upon my back
A panzer running over me
While I had my hands in the air

Invoice me - and then your mother

OLD MOVIES

Watching through the dust
I'm trapped in a theatre of velvet and rust
With lonely shafts of light
And other ghosts drinking refreshments that's served up by skeletons
It's the spaces in the dark
Where shadows of dead souls dance on the wall
Where not only were you the star
But you were the bleak soundtrack to my film noire
Yeah that was you

And it's my job to be
embittered and constantly proving a mystery
But we're dismal in the roles
I'm scratchy and mono as Bogart
And you are a sepia Monroe -
Who's beneath the cobwebs and the chandeliers
With others who've been dead for years
Like heroes brought to life again
Like picture shows and Rocket-men
And the light that fills the room
Well it's the flicker from a paper moon
And when the film is run and through
Well that's when the darkness must win

POST ACID YOUTH

Drugged a million words
Just like ourselves
Formed a straight line
Plucking at sound-waves
And oh,
For no-one ever
Darkest singing
The days of tripping upon snakes
Are over now

Do you feel empty now
Inside the fascist city?

And I'm thinking of euphoria
Spiked on golden splinters
With the church of relativity
All under my fingers
Head up into the bluest skies
Stuck in the glue with the dying flies
Inside the vapour you were grown
In the LSD of the speaker cone
Been given the cobwebs to blow away
Been celebrating each wasted day
In unconditional luxury
Comatose, living life in a sugar cube

Do you feel pleasure now
Inside the fascist body?

Dumb and hooked on fossil fuels
A gorged generation
Speckled and smackey
Singing Prozac is golden
Escaped the prison they called the head
And glittered the bones of the young and dead
On big Imperial chemistry
Elastic, dumb and vulnerable
But somewhere down south -
Where the birds are singing
You'll hear the barbed wire doves
Of a million mothers

Is there fulfilment now
Inside the fascist psyche?

NEON

My spider sense is tingling
From the boys and the girls and the vortex singing
Just a second to hang upon my ears
Just a second to taste the salty tears
Judge not
Least you may be judged by me
Judge not
Least you may be destroyed by me

Trouble come down on shoulders quick
And put a hymn of neon upon my lips
Now that I'm spiralling into the void
My atoms split as loves reward
For the ten percent I can't afford
Well maybe I'd fly free as a bird

And without sleep
Without remorse
We're stuck on head-on collision course
But my plate's already full
Of selfish people with selfish desires
And don't climb so high
That you can't come down
To tumble now
Is to surely die

ON//OFF

Flicker television
Like something that is breathing
I'm dead in bubblegum
And wishing you were here
You're where the rain never pours
It just floods down
In the places where the insects die
In the blinking of an eye
we'll be switching on/off

Watching all the ash fall
Well it's just like cigarette snow
And when I'm stoned
I'm missing you my dear
And the light is telling me that I'm alive
And you know that we'll be
Switching on/off

THE CONSULTANCY:

me and monster man come crashing on down
like an avalanche caused by a tiny sound
we've been stuck in here for what seems an age
that's too many rhinos for just one cage
wash me away - i feel a ride coming on like a carcrash
a consultancy with me here and i'll listen to what they recommend
taken away on a holiday where everyday is like a weekend
there's a means to whatever the situation
a bullet to trigger my imagination
in concentration
or toxification
a mountain of juggernaut
would come tumbling down
me and my friends been singing this song
we're all gonna burn when the devil gets home
if you lift up your head well what would you see?
maybe the glint of the sun in an approaching tsunami
in elevation
or consultation
a mountain of juggernaut
would come tumbling down

ONE GREAT SUMMER

Drained again by you and the summer
I'm shadows of monsters
I'm showrooms of glittering glass
With amphetemine comedowns
I'm spinning and turning, alone on St Valentine's

But I think that I hear celestial angels
They ricochet - sounds of moments of glory that passed
Now my pipe dreams are calling
They sing to me sweetly
Of soul and sincerity
Let's reset our instrument dials
Cause somewhere the moment come
When we crash through the heart of the sun
Cause we are unstoppable now
Somewhere the night will explode
On the back of this wave that we rode
Because we are unbreakable now

Just how well do you know me?
I'm countless calamities
A malleable creature that speaks with a laudanum tongue
And i promise you deeply
The righteous will triumph over all adversity

Sometimes the melodies come
Leaving trails like stars as they fall
Sometimes I have to hold on
Because I'm overwhelmed by this all

So reset your instrument dials
Because somewhere our spirits will soar
As the audience started to roar
We are unswayable now
We'll feel the air under our wings
As the audience started to sing
We are unbeatable now

Well my head is a box
Whose secrets are open
We're candyfloss children
Who live in a city of clouds
With the ghosts of dead robots
Where fiction and fantasy
Roll like a cannonball

So won't you reset your instrument dials
On moments when planets collide
Emerald city doors swing open wide
Cause we are unstoppable now
Hold your breath and the music will play
And we'll puff and just blow them away
Cause we are unbreakable now
Somewhere the moment will finally land
As I pick the crowd up in my hand
To hear their roar echo away

We'll hear the roar echo away

UFOs

Have you heard the news from outer space?
Seems that somewhere in the ancient dunes
Of silver moons like giant spoons
Lie dusty tombs
Of martian men
In Uboat pens
And they will come to kill us all

Because our plastic factories
And our catastrophic theories are all we have
We live our lives from paper bags
And I know better than you know
I'd kill you cause you drive to slow
Aggressive instincts will do us in
Just give us the chance for us to prove it ourselves

Don't you know that all machines sink?

So we laid back and we watched space revolve
With bodies of astronauts long cold
Blinking like lonely satellites
Where we left vapour trails
Through cotton skies
Come on let's scratch the heavens one last time
Cause we're all sinking in the sunshine
And though you'd love to stay
Well you said you must be on your way
To where the rainbows and ufos
Fall ten at a time
In a shower of glitter and gold

We'll all be waiting for you here....

BOOMTIME

Boomtime coming
Man the monkey
In the craddle
In the graveyard
Sky is soaring
Lungs are burning
Rollercoaster
Rolls forever

A hightime rolling
Like the ocean
With hands more loving
Than a plastic surgeon
Young and scrawney
In the funhouse
And lord almighty
The Devil knows just what I've been doing

And there's a chance that it could all come down
And leave me reaching for the sun
When this could be the perfect one

When tenderness is far away
Keep me safe for another day

I've been under
Heavy weather
But I'll be armed and ready
In the future
Boomtime coming
Now I'm up and running
No-one's gonna
Live forever

HALF LIFE

Woke up
With a hard-on
Head full of distortion
Condition returning
Verdict never learning
Is it late in the evening?
Or early in the morning?

Disorientation
Like the sound of a gunshot
New modifications
To the buzzing of a chainsaw
Sleeping through the daytime
Working through the night time

Laces tied
Wings pumped up with blood
But who keeps bleeding me dry?
Each and everyday
Face the world
Or take the asp
Been living upon a dirty guitar
Can't you taste my incoherence?
Today is not the same as yesterday -
And I've been on the trail
Been on that trail
For months and months now

Each moment a crossroads
You'd better be careful
To the left is Jesus
To the right The Devil singing:
Half a life to enjoy it
Half a life to regret it

THROWAWAY

Disposable - A users guide
Easy pre packed suicide
Read the sign above the noose
Please dispose of after using
Throw me away

All you young and pretty things
Kings and queens of packaging
Time will steal your souls away
Disposable
You'll be replace again

GLORY ELECTRICITY

Beneath the electrically powered sun
Well I've been rolling down the assembly line
And I've been stuck in flesh for far too long
And flowing free's been on my mind
Just like an electric shock

Become a rainbow one hundred foot tall
Just flick a switch to turn it on
Be my metallic and conductive girl
And we'd be like colours that the heavens spun
As we sang along

Glory! Glory!

And you're so uplifting
This feeling that you're giving me
Is pure acceleration
Some kind of chemistry
Whatever's washing over me
Is pure intoxication
And you're pure acceleration
So let's raise hands and rejoice
Like electricity
You are my remedy

Now that I'm polarised - 240 Volts
Yes I'm black and white on a cinema screen
I'm so energised I'm gonna burst
But you've gotta charge me first
And glory electricity the way you power me
Well glory electricity the way you shower me

Glory! Glory!