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 Recorded date: March 1988 Label:
Produced by: Blackmail
Tracks 1, 2, 3 & 5 by Blackmail
Tracks 4, 6, 9, 10 & 11 written by Angelopoulos/Steele
Track 7 written by Angelopoulos, Thomas, Wills, Steele
Track 8 written by Angelopoulos, Kingry, Martin, Steele
1. The Greatest Show On Earth
2. We Can Be
3. Soup
4. Today
5. Radio Revolution
6. Behind the Green Wall
7. Hey You
8. I Run
9. Freedom
10. Fatal Visions
11. Epitaph on the Green Wall
WE CAN BE
the nylon grass pushes toward the sky
as i eat a chocolate bar
and wish that springsteen would die
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
john smith is playing all of his gags
laughing at wrinkled relatives
living inside body bags
don't you wonder what john sees
looking at the world
while sitting on his knees
oh john, i'm sure the world is fine
all the world is yours and mine
even the car
driving in my mind
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
paper dolls are around my head
they're dancing out of tune
because our hearts never bled
they called the ambulance too soon
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
how great electric heat
warming my body
my shoulders to my feet
call you on the wire line
nothing really said
i'm going out of my mind
only for you benefit
i'm taking what i can get
which isn't who you are
because the puzzle pieces never fit
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
you came on with a deadly kiss
but leave me too cold
living life without sweat sweat bliss
doing as you weren't told
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
touch me in the hall
quick turn away before the toy soldiers fall
it doesn't really matter
from where i'm at
there's nothing left to shatter
forget about a smile
maybe for a while
pushed trust too far
well over the limited mile
so i can be me
and i can be you
and you can be me
and you can be you
the nylon grass touches plaster sky
i wish upon an electric star
wishing i could simply die
until we know who we really are
SOUP
see the animals in my soup
lions & tigers jumping through a flesh made hoop
living like there's nothing left to live for
crying 'cause the homeless aren't the only poor
and just when you think your soup is hot
you turn around and see she's not
you know you have to know
why it is and where you go
'cause she won't give in
and you need it again
but then you come alive
how does she want it hot or cold
keeping it tight then losing hold
it makes you wonder if she loves you
or does she just want your stew
then you decide that you can play it safe
but too many cooks and the soup's a disgrace
you know you have to know
why it is and where you go
'cause she won't give in
and you need it again
but then you come alive
TODAY
another face
another place
another time
another rhyme
nothing seems to matter
i guess it never will
images left to shatter
love left to kill
another name
another game
another girl
another world
leaving no reminders
taking all you need
the keepers are the finders
and the weak hearted bleed
another cry
another lie
another day
some other way
touching for a smile
thinking about a sin
believing for a while
then doing it again
Radio Revolution
revolution is what you want
grow your bangs long
saying i won't listen to the radio's song
revolution is out of hand
buy a board with dad's money
telling it loud to win the honey
don't you think that this is out of hand
its time for us to make a stand
revolution is out of hand
dress like them to be yourself
your pictures look the same sitting on the shelf
revolution is out of hand
revolution
HEY YOU
hey you standing in the corner
i said you
hey you what are you gonna do
hey you
hey you walking down the hall
i said you
hey you what are you gonna do
hey you
talking all the talk
saying all the things
that i don't want to hear
talking all the talk
saying all the things
that society fears
hey you loading up your guns
i said you
hey you what are you gonna do
hey you
hey you looking at me like i should run
i said you
hey you what are you gonna do
hey you
doing all the doings
planning the big plans
making your first kill
doing all the doings
planning the big plans
now you know how to steal
hey you
hey you
hey you
I RUN
my clothes were dirty
and i never knew what the day would hold
so i asked if you would go
but you seemed too cold
so i walked away
i walked away
i ran
picked my heart up
off the floor and gave it back to her
then you come back again
and now i feel so insecure
so i walked away
i just walked away
and i ran
and now i sit and wonder why
i let you go
now i sit and i ask me why
why i let you go
and so i run
i run away
FREEDOM
did you really think that i couldn't see
so many clues to what you are
i don't know what you've done to me
but i'm sure that its gone too far
don't you think its time we live it up
i know i've done all that i can
no more walls i'm going to live it up
become a broken hearted man
winds of change blowing through my door
as cold as you used to touch
i never thought that i could want anymore
but i guess i it didn't mean that much
i hope you find what you're looking for
no more dead ends in your life
i'll do what i can to end this war
and throw away this golden knife
you know i never liked hurting you
you meant too much to me
but what else can i do
when you refuse to see
winds of change blowing through my door
as cold as you used to touch
i never thought that i could want anymore
but i guess i it didn't mean that much
FATAL VISIONS
puddles of water gather at my feet
they cover the ground where we used to meet
your heart beats in silence through the air
but in the rain i still see you standing there
fatal visions
fatal decisions
my world collapses under the memories weight
and in the night your soul starts to levitate
i tell myself this guilt will pass
this moments madness is sure to pass
days go by and i feel the same way
thoughts carry me back where we would play
i only miss the things that i need
you and the warm blood i used to bleed
fatal visions
and fatal decisions
you kept your distance one hundred or two
miles always seemed to separate me from you
now i see the guilt won't last
but the moments madness will never pass
EPITAPH ON THE GREEN WALL
behind the green wall was paradise
through the hole
there was a king of the mice
on his hands
on bended knees
no one heard his dying pleas
the water still runs blue
by the king no one knew
king of the mice
what a shame
died a slave in paradise
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