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'I'm On Fire'
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I'm On Fire.
I'm like a dragon to water, but it won't put out my fire.
I drink, I think, from the fountain to the wire.
I'm like a dragon to water, everything is in my power.
I live, I give, climbing mountains hour by hour.
I'm like a dragon, you can chase me, feel my need,
I'm like a dragon, breathing fire and then I bleed.
I am on fire… I am alive.
Walking the wire… that's how I survive.
I am on fire.
I'm like a scorpion to sting you, but only when I'm mad,
I am that man, who is all that's good and bad.
I'm like a dragon to water, but it won't put out my fire.
I drink, I think, from the fountain to the wire.
I'm like a dragon, you can chase me, feel my need,
I'm like a dragon, breathing fire and then I bleed.
Words and music © Steve G Swindells and Jay Tausig. All Rights Reserved.
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Out Of Oblivion
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Out Of Oblivion.
Don't go back to medieval… to stone the crows and hang all the queers.
Don't go back to somewhere evil, to force us into fundamental fear.
So let's go figure, where the river disappeared, something bigger
than the wisdom lost throughout the years.
So let's endeavour, to be never pushed aside, we'll be forever
on a winding road to ride… out of oblivion.
Don't go back, let's turn around, Don't go back, let's turn around.
So let's endeavour, to be never pushed aside, we'll be forever
on a winding road to ride... out of oblivion.
Let's turn 'round to face our masters…and show them what is true and what is real.
Let's turn 'round from past disasters and take control from those who wheel and deal.
So let's go figure, where the river disappeared, something bigger
than all the wisdom lost throughout the years.
So let's endeavour, to be never pushed aside, we'll be forever
on a winding road to ride… out of oblivion.
Don't go back, let's turn around, Don't go back, let's turn around .
Lenz/Swindells ©.
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Your Wicked Way
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Your Wicked Way
It's waking up the ghosts…
I've been visualising you, the magic in your eyes, I've been trying to find you, through the medium inside.
And so it goes, you know... when you come it will be wonderful in every kind of way.
I'm with you every night, even though you're far away, and I can't wait to show you - when you have your wicked way… with me.
When you have your wicked way.
I'm with you every night (that's what I love the most) , even though you're far away (it's waking up the ghosts), and I can't wait to show you when you have your wicked way.
We've been talking to each other through the ether of our dreams, all those clouds are in between us, but love is just what it seems to be.
And so it goes, you know… when you come it will be wonderful in every kind of way.
I'm with you every night, even though you're far away, and I can't wait to show you when you have your wicked way… with me.
I've been visualising you, I've been visualising you, I've been visualising you, I've been visualising you, I've been visualising you…
Words and music by Lenz/Swindells © Copyright Control. All Rights Reserved.
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Beyond And Before
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Beyond and Before
This is no accident
and certainly no coincidence.
We've gone beyond the definable
into the realms of the unknown.
The seeds are sown,
the trees are grown
and we're thrown into the vortex,
climbing walls and jumping fences,
until we find the door…
that we've been looking for,
all those years of blank refusals
every hope and dream we chose to explore…
Need to know more?
We choose to explore.
Beyond and before. Beyond and before.
This is no accident...
So show me your valentine,
the heartfelt beats of confidence.
In the land of the inconsolable,
into the trailer park of incidents.
This is no accident...
The seeds are sown,
the trees are grown
and we're thrown into the vortex,
climbing walls and jumping fences,
until we find the door…
that we've been looking for,
all those years of blank refusals
every hope and dream we choose to explore…
Need to know more?
We chose to explore.
Beyond and before. Beyond and before.
We chose to explore. This is no accident. We choose to explore.
This is no accident.
Words and music by Steve Swindells ©
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The Red Mist
04:28
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The Red Mist
I see trouble in the clouds, there's trouble knocking at my door,
because of someone else's war that all blew up on the other side of town.
Even though I'm not involved, there is a problem to be solved
and it's all because the red mist was coming down.
When the red mist comes down,
you lose sight and sound and vision.
When the red mist comes down,
you could end up on television...
for all the wrong reasons.
I prefer the stillness of the night, in which to weave my magic,
I believe in shadows and the light, but not to grieve, for something tragic.
Even though I'm not involved, there is a problem to be solved
and it's all because the red mist was coming down.
When the red mist comes down,
you lose sight and sound and vision.
When the red mist comes down,
you could end up on television...
but for all the wrong reasons.
Words and music by Steve G Swindells © All rights reserved.
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Ghosts In Your Machine
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Ghosts In Your Machine
There is always someone watching from behind a secret screen,
there is always someone waiting, out of sight and never seen.
Every action that you've taken, all the evidence you've gleaned,
is now gathered and forsaken, by the ghosts in your machine.
Ghosts - in your machine. Ghosts - in your machine.
Walking by the water, in the dark night of your soul.
Every shadow could bring slaughter, in the mist and rain and cold.
There is always someone watching from behind a secret screen,
there is always someone waiting, out of sight and never seen.
Every action that you've taken, all the evidence you've gleaned,
is now gathered and forsaken, by the ghosts in your machine.
Ghosts - in your machine. Ghosts - in your machine.
They have tasted your technology, they have wasted half your brain,
And all the tea in China could not bring it back again.
Ghosts - in your machine. Ghosts - in your machine.
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Silicon Valley Of The Dolls
We are crawling to the light on broken glass -
where the future somehow turned into the past.
We could be digging ourselves holes, so very fast,
Is this the birth of an emerging underclass?
There will be witchcraft - and full-on wizardry.
Welcome to The Parallel University.
Into the silicon valley of the dolls,
Where masters can be slaves, or so I'm told.
It's the Silicon valley of the dolls,
where they cleanse all the graffiti from your soul.
Give me all your chemistry and teach me how to use it,
I need to lose the smoking bomb, so how can I defuse it?
In squeaky-clean distopian dreams of marble shopping malls,
the dispossessed behind grey bricks, inside the castle walls.
The government mobsters suck them dry with mystic pizza pi.
And the geeks inherit nothing much – they just get fried before the fall.
There will be witchcraft - and full-on wizardry.
Welcome to The Parallel University.
In to the silicon valley of the dolls,
Where masters can be slaves, or so I'm told.
It's the silicon valley of the dolls.
where they cleanse all the graffiti from your soul.
Silicon valley, silicon valley of the dolls.
Silicon valley, silicon valley of the dolls.
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Damage Limitation
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Damage Limitation.
This is damage limitation,
from Cosmo Nought PR.
We are beaming to your nation
from somewhere in the stars.
There is no jurisdiction,
beyond the earth’s ozone.
This is damage limitation,
from Cosmo Nought PR.
And we handle politicians,
banks and gangsters, kings and shahs.
No truth is strange as fiction,
no lie that can’t be honed.
We’re out of this world…
This is damage limitation,
from beyond the twilight zone.
We even handle nations
where warlords seized the throne.
We’re out of this world…
We’re out of this world.
We’re out of this world.
We’re out of this world.
We’re out of this world.
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The Beauty And The Beast
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Everything in the narrative happened in real life. 1987, or 8, I think.
The Beauty And The Beast
A tale of two cities, a fifties movie in monochrome,
reading Tarot in The Tuilleries, they saw that France would be her home.
The wine was velvet valium, as they dined by candlelight,
talking of their conquests and laughing with delight.
They danced with Gallic cowboys at a Gaultier soiree,
Then slept with perfect strangers in a film-noir verite.
And they felt they were fated, ghosts of honour at the feast -
the place names on the table read: the beauty and the beast.
They were actors in a film that could not ever be released...
it was sweet, but it was bitter, for the beauty and the beast.
Bleary-eyed, with secret smiles, they slept right through the day,
then found two could-be lovers in a jungle hideaway.
Lost in conversation, bodies touching as they spoke,
whilst music played and bodies swayed in coloured lights and smoke.
She said: 'Il est heureux'. He said: 'mais il est triste',
The moment passed, it could not last for the beauty and the beast.
Words (Paris) and music (London) by Thom Topham. September 1988 © Copyright Control.
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