|
|
 |
 Release date: October 1987 Label: Black Label Records
Produced by: Blackmail
All tracks written by Angelopoulos/Steele
Except tracks 3 & 4 written by C. Steele
& track 6 written The Oppressed Youth
1. The Money or Else
2. Four Lost Riders
3. A Wonderful Way to Die
4. Tango In Space
5. Doom Lover
6. One Day
7. Blackmail Reggae
8. Chantage (Emotional Blackmail)
9. Twin Suns
10. Hell On Earth
11. Desperately Clinging to Utopian Illusions
12. The Mailman
13. Love, Peace & the Beatles (Part II)
14. Welcome to the Real World
15. Propaganda
16. A Day In March
17. The Band Played On
18. Black Castle (Intro.)
19. Kingdom Lament
20. You
21. The Links in a Chain
*** Happy Halloween
THE MONEY OR ELSE
pure pain an unsaturated hell
i draw the line throw you to the wishing well
bleak submission there's nothing to say
too many ways to die
i torture & restrain
no more questions
you must deliver the money or else
sincere suggestion
you must deliver the money or else
pure love this misconception must die
we won't start over i have no will to try
i'm filled with wonder of what's inside of you
i reach deep within and watch your face turn blue
no more questions
you must deliver the money or else
sincere suggestion
you must deliver the money or else
we got pictures you've been screwing around
you're in debt to us the answer is easily found
you got the disease saying this body for sell
we come to humiliate we're blackmail
FOUR LOST RIDERS
sex crime scandal something's wrong
jerry's still singing his holy song
send your money
send your hope
did you hear about mrs. bakker
she's on dope
turn on the t.v.
you'll be all right
reach in your pocket
help us with our fight
four holy warriors in the nuclear age
four lost riders caught in rage
praise the lord with PTL
poor jim bakker was destined to fail
what did he do
where did he go
who was he with
i don't know
turn on the t.v.
you'll be all right
reach in your pocket
help us with our fight
four holy warriors in the nuclear age
four lost riders caught in rage
oral says god's indebt
but he doesn't want to go home yet
send your money
help him out
he doesn't care
if you feel doubt
turn on the t.v.
you'll be all right
reach in your pocket
help us with our fight
four holy warriors in the nuclear age
four lost riders caught in rage
hostile take over faldwell laughs
he's got bakker in photographs
roberts wins his eternal soul
but swaggort condemns him to hell's black hole
four lost riders caught in a rage
more like four hungry tigers locked in a cage
turn on the t.v.
you'll be all right
reach in your pocket
help us with our fight
four holy warriors in the nuclear age
four lost riders caught in rage
o more questions
you must deliver the money or else
sincere suggestion
you must deliver the money or else
WONDERFUL WAY TO DIE
asleep in my arms
i hear your heartbeat
i remember the words you spoke
so soft & sweat
i've waited for this so long
i wondered how two souls could meet
i found out
and wouldn't it be wonderful
wouldn't it be a wonderful way to die
our lips touch it seems like forever darling
those thoughts on my mind
please forgive me
i guess i'll leave them all behind
but would it be that wrong
those things that we might find
and even if they were wouldn't it be wonderful
think about it
wouldn't this be a wonderful way to die
ONE DAY
life is so happy you have a good time
you never ever worry
you have a nice life
life treats you good
laughter never ends
life gives you a lot of lovers & friends
having such a dear dear time
but one day
you'll be tortured
one day you'll be whipped
one day you''ll know torment
one day you'll be stripped
one day you'll be slain
one day you'll be branded
one day you'll know shame
you always like to laugh
life is so divine
you put others down
well this is the end of the line
i have your name written in my black book
its written in blood
look you little pig look
because one day
you'll be tortured
one day you'll be whipped
one day you''ll know torment
one day you'll be stripped
one day you'll be slain
one day you'll be branded
one day you'll know shame
one day
BLACKMAIL REGGAE
down in the islands we call home
people are happy people are fun
we never seem to be alone
together forever soaking the sun
blackmail reggae
blackmail reggae
blackmail reggae
HELL ON EARTH
standing at the gate
looking in my eyes
begging me to wait
i won't sympathize
knowing its your fate
no hears your cries
running far too late
you finally realize
you can't turn around
i'm running right behind
you're falling underground
i can read your mind
its hell on earth
the burning of your skin
the only thing you've shone
watching your last sin
i'm sitting on my throne
flash of light again
you're standing all alone
its time to let you in
to see the hate that's grown
you can't turn around
i'm running right behind
you're falling underground
i can read your mind
its hell on earth
THE MAILMAN
i don't remember
the subject's lies
rips the sky down
look at his eyes
lifts the mat to find your keys
feet touch the floor
he'll set you free
fatal vision
close your eyes
you can run
but you can't hide
hey mr. postman leaving my mail
the mailman stole my hammer and nails
gonna crucify you and your mail
and the blood on the door reads blackmail
i remember
seeing the signs
rings the bell
nails of nine
brings the package lays it down
i can feel
the world crash down
knows the secrets
you keep within
crime sex lies
he knows all
he's content with his sin
hey mr. postman leaving my mail
the mailman stole my hammer and nails
gonna crucify you and your mail
and the blood on the door reads blackmail
blood on the ceiling
blood on the floor
the mailman walks out the door
laughing smiling feeling fine
i hope the next letter isn't mine
hey mr. postman leaving my mail
the mailman stole my hammer and nails
gonna crucify you and your mail
and the blood on the door reads blackmail
LOVE, PEACE & THE BEATLES (PART II)
places and times control what i say
places and times
give me feelings away
i slip and fall
but i'm all right
we'd go outside
but we hate the light
the world doesn't care
i built my high wire
through mind and space
i arrive early
to find we've all ready lost the race
everything is done
for your own good
we know the things
no one should
our hearts beat to destroy the young
our poison breath
goes into their collective lung
but their plans must succeed
one of the thingie
things this world needs
so it can go on
and on
and on
and on
and on
love is the rose that's dead on the floor
change is the wind blowing through the door
born out of love but lost in sin
caught in the game that no one can win
cooled by ice but consumed by fire
innocent and young but somehow a liar
remember its there on the floor
something i should have read
they say
it was something you said
save the world
but destroy our hope
teach the children so they can't cope
give them a chance so they can be free
or maybe
just a reason to believe in me
you can't push them out
i turn to walk away
i'm screaming
you can't control what
we're dreaming
you can't leave us out
we have dreams of our own
things in my life control
what i say
places and times
give my feelings away
i slip and fall
but i'm all right
i'd go outside
but i hate the light
and the world doesn't care anymore
just like love, peace & the beatles
       ***Hidden track |
|
