Eat Yourself Whole
1. Really Scrape The Sky
2. Where You Stand
3. When Lucy’s Down
4. Hard Times
5. Loveless/Defamed
6. Eat Yourself Whole
7. Freewheeling
8. Revelation
9. Two Headed, Yellow Bellied Hole Digger
10. Lady Shakespeare’s Bomb
11. High As A Kite
UK Tracks
1. Wave
2. Everything In Life
What a perfect day to climb the stairs into the clouds
What a perfect day to be uncovered from beneath a shroud
A voice from every corner screams “so nice!” into my ears
“Shut up” I say
“Enough” I say
“Shut up” I say “Enough’s enough”
I wouldn’t give you any waste
I wouldn’t give you any taste of anything at all
Did I really scrape the sky?
What a perfect day to paint all that isn’t red, red
What a perfect day to chain yourself to a river bed
What a perfect day to burn and have no use at all
“Shut up” they say
“Enough” they say
“Shut up” they say “Enough’s enough”
Did I really scrape the sky?
I’m standing with my back against the wall
’cause then I won’t get stabbed by you or fall
What a perfect day to be cut right down to size
What a perfect day to be discovered as a pack of lies
What a perfect day slip and freefall from the clouds
“Shut up” I say
“Enough” I say
“Shut up” I say “Enough’s enough”
Did I really scrape the sky?
The traffic lights are red for the honest man
He can wait or he can gamble but it
may not go to plan
Pounding on the door of life’s lucky breaks
But your efforts are in vain because the
doorman’s on the take
A man in a black coat and a pigskin cap
Looks up to his saviour and asks where it’s at
And he says “There is no place more sacred than where you stand”
So stand up
An old lady gets on the bus with a
pale faced voice
Looks around at all the sitters and she
carefully makes her choice
Sits next to me holding her handbag up close
Keeps her eye on the one she fears the most
A man in a black coat and a pigskin cap
Looks up to his saviour and asks where it’s at
And he says “There is no place more sacred than where you stand”
So stand up
I’m sick of being sold things
I already own
Like a redskin indian who had to
buy back his home
The rabbi can teach what the bagman
can’t sell
But in this ramshackle world
It’s time to ring them bells
No one is freeborn
and nowhere unzoned
A man in a black coat and a pigskin cap
Looks up to his saviour and asks where it’s at
Where you stand
So stand up
When Lucy’s Down
I spoke in a rhyme but the words were not mine
they must have been yours
You were to defy but then you rolled your eyes
and then you opened up the doors
I picked up a plate from which you ate
and then I ate from it too
You poured me a drink but still didn’t bust a link
but I wasn’t chained with you
When Lucy’s down she’s down she’s down
Lucy you’re down and you take the whole world with you
I feel fine, so don’t read my mind
you lit up like a candle
You put on your petticoat, celebrating I would quote
’til I was blue in the face
Some would call it customary, brainwashed and ordinary
the things that we would chase
Thinking you were waterproof you took a dive off from the roof
into the rain
Fever was high and we were spinning in our primes
all else seemed tame
When Lucy’s down she’s down she’s down
Lucy you’re down and you take the whole world with you
I feel fine, so don’t read my mind
you lit up like a candle
I’ve survived harder falls than this
With a sugar coated smile and self possessive kiss
You lit up like a candle and I saw you explode
you lit up like a candle
When Lucy’s down she’s down she’s down
Lucy you’re down and you take the whole world with you
I feel fine, so don’t read my mind
you lit up like a candle
Get up Lucy
Get up on your feet Lucy
Lucy, thinks like a giver, she flows like a river
top
Hard Times
Under the sun the light may shine for all
Dean took off on a nations duty call
was back in December in a wooden body box
He took his family with him, the memories can’t be stopped
These are hard times
Under the God his word lives beyond all talk
I heard about a girl, Central Park in New York
She was beaten with steel bars, stones and then raped
Said the gang of youths “She’s Nothing”
three quarters of her blood escaped
These are hard times
These are hard times but I’m sure some have been worse
I’m not bored and I’m not dying of thirst
But you see it all around you each and every day
Does living in hard times mean there’s
good times on the way?
These are hard times
Christine Christine
Where the hell have you been?
What the hell have you seen with your eyes of green?
Christine Christine
Why are you so keen?
So young? So lean? Wrapped in velveteen?
Eyes wide, my best friend died
It’s time for me to fly
Goodbye
If I was someone else it wouldn’t be you
If I were somewhere else it would be away from you
If no one ever notices you why do you get the looks you do?
The whole world revolves around you
Eyes wide, my best friend died
It’s time for me to fly
Goodbye
Christine Christine
Where have you been?
What have you seen with your lies of green?
Eyes wide, my best friend died
It’s time for me to fly
Goodbye
Get your eyes wide, baby, it’s true
My best friend died for you
With your burning coal
There’s nothing left in here, nothing but a hole
Eyes wide, my best friend died and I didn’t shed a tear
Burning coal, I sold my soul and there’s nothing left in here
Last toke, hope’s a joke I’ve seen it writhe in pain
Show your eyes on seven sides with it’s head in the guillotine
Touched by the man
Defamed…. Defamed
Eat Yourself Whole
Oh Go, oh God
It’s not fun being you anymore
Oh, Gof, oh God
It’s not fun in your shoes anymore
Stop casting your spells
Will you please go to hell
You know you’ve really got a big mouth
Sit down, cross your legs
Free your neck from your head
And hear me out, out out
You never give me
You never give me
You never give me the time
Whole
Whole
Eat yourself whole
Oh no, oh no
I hear the sounds of the radio
Oh no, oh no
I saw a dinosaur through it’s window
I turned out at midnight
Turned off the light
Added some words to the 20th centruy
I dug you a grave
Wrote in the sky
“I love the drug, the drug you sold to me”
You never give me
You never give me
You never give me the time
Whole
Whole
Eat yourself whole
The whites of your eyes are not white
And your head it never fails to keep growing
I could try to keep it at bay with 6 inch nails
With your room it’s so sad
With cancerous walls and trampoline floors
Are you happy being whores?
Cause I can see through you like a cellophane door.
Whole
Whole
Eat yourself whole
Her clock hands held the time to Sunday
She said “These sand will never be blown”
Steadfast in her eyes with a look of no
penetration she’s seen
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it’s me and it’s got to be all for me
Her flag flies with no inhibitions
The truth hides and will not be revealed
With her blood below zero and no thoughts
of addiction she’s seen
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it’s me and it’s got to be all for me
The walls you build around yourself
will not come down
Stick it in your eye
I’m gonna tell you why
People live and die together
Yes, I know you get by
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it’s me and it’s got to be all for me
Revelation
You’ve always insisted retribution for misguided
members of institutions
You’ve always denied deliverance for fooled
followers of ignorance
Shaky visions
Thoughts injected
Inspirations resurrected
Rusted, Rack, Ruin reigns
Red lights gonna pre-arrange
Revelation for little miss tunnel vision
You’ve never believed in fidelity while you walked
the halls of supremacy
I once was in awe of your strength and power
I would’ve followed you to
the final hour, don’t you know
You were a concept I once knew, but now
you’re gone and now we’re through
A certain state of mind you hail in all other
shaped and sizes you fail
Shaky visions
Thoughts injected
Inspirations resurrected
Rusted, Rack, Ruin reigns
Red lights gonna pre-arrange
Revelation for little miss tunnel vision
At your funeral I was there
you boyfriend was held in a strangers glare
Just me and him, her and you
None of us mourned and that’s the truth
Shaky visions
Thoughts injected
Inspirations resurrected
Rusted, Rack, Ruin reigns
Red lights gonna pre-arrange
Revelation for little miss tunnel vision
Two Headed Yellow Bellied Hole Digger
She stumbles down most every place she goes
Don’t blame me if she can’t see in front of her nose
The cold Summer steams up her rosy glasses
Just like a run through her growing grasses
When we walk she runs just to keep up
It would help if she got up off of her knees
And when we stand in an open field
She claims she can’t see the sun for the trees
Soon she’ll be inspired
She complains about my second skin
It’s just too dirty for her to see through
And she whines when you invite her in
It’s just too low for her to steep to
Soon she’ll be inspired
Where is your life you’ve been looking for
a hundred thousand years
You grieve, so just leave please
’cause you carry a lonely disease
Don’t call me Shakespeare ’cause he was a
good friend of mine
I cringe at your name yet I can only smile at your face
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on me
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on me
Where is your life you’ve been drowning in
a hundred thousand tears
Unseen, you’re a queen, but I don’t care
for what you’ve been
Don’t call me Shakespeare ’cause he was a
good friend of mine
I cringe at your name yet I can only smile at your face
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on me
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on me
Walk… I feel… my feet… lose ground
the rope, the rope… I swing, I choke… I
Shame I won’t bow down and kiss the ground
Change I won’t come around
I cringe at your name yet I can only smile at your face
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on me
Don’t you drop the bomb on
Don’t you put the drop on
Don’t you drop the bomb on me
Shame I won’t bow down and kiss the ground
Change I won’t come around
You must think you are beautiful
You must think you are it
You’re such an enigma not like anybody else
You must think you are God
Oh how do you do it?
You act so fucking strange
You must think I’m susceptible
Well you’re up you’re
High as a kite
You must think life is wonderful
You must live it to the full
Oh you’re so different your eyes look like
they’re sun dyed
You must think I’m dispensable
Well you’re up youre
High as a kite
I’m gonna take you higher, gonna take you higher
maybe I’m a liar, maybe I am
gonna take you higher
maybe I’m a liar
Judy…
Judy…
Judy…
Fuck it!
Wave
Don’t you hear the mermaids speak
Can’t you see all the fish here are all doing Ecstasy?
Wave
I see the waste you spread around
How’s the sand, the sand how it glows… See it glow?
In underwater town you can find out about your wave.
Wave
Jacques Cousteau’s heart – you can but swim about it
When at last the water fills my lungs
Can everybody drown me and stop singing up about love
Wave
In underwater town you can find out about your wave
Beneath the waves its never summertime
Wintertime
Summertime
Wavetime
Anytime… Wavetime
top
Everything In Life
“Love Yourself” I remember you said
I’ve done it know and it’s gone to my head
Everything in life you must be prepared to pay for.
I’ll not understand, know the back of my hand
It would be too soon if the rays of the moon turned to glue
I don’t know you
I don’t want to feel at home in this world
When I’m too tired to dream
Life’s not what it seems
This world will be the death of me
You wear a scowl like the sky’s falling down
And your fresh out of luck, after we came unstuck
You picked on a child
why can’t you smile
It’s time to be myself I say
I’m watching your tears as I float away
Everything in life you must be prepared to pay for.
I don’t want to feel at home in this world.
This world will be the death of me
When I’m too tired to dream
Life’s not what it seems