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Sunday
06:36
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This is a real Sunday
It’s dragging the day along
Rain is dripping down on me
Acid in my eyes
As I wipe it out with the backs of my hands
I hear myself singing a little poem
It popped up like a mushroom
Pushing its small white hat above the ground
Words can be sweet
The cracking of the skin of a perfect cherry
And the cool taste is running into my mouth
Alcohol
Be silent, it’s better not to speak sometimes
It’s alright, better not to speak sometimes
‘Cause it is a rare thing for me to hear my heart sing
I am projecting you leaning against a brick wall
Or upon the grey sky, the biggest screen of all
And I’m hiding away inside my coat
‘cause I don’t want to run into anyone I know
cause sometimes
Words can be sour
Like putting a bottle of milk to my lips and discovering
It has already gone bad, poison
Be silent, it’s better not to speak sometimes
It’s alright, better not to speak sometimes
‘Cause it is a rare thing for me to hear my heart sing
Poison
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2. |
Blue Light
05:24
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What is this ?
I think I saw you in the crowd
What is this?
Blood is running to my head
A blue light from above is shining on your face
What is this?
Are you the one I think you are
Talk to me
I have missed you so much
Did you come down to guide and to protect me
And I didn’t look before I crossed the street
Then I felt a pain in the backs of my knees
There I was stretched out on the pavement
And you were sitting there beside me
I want to call you by your name
But no sound will come out my throat
Grab you at your waste
Hands are made of jelly
What is this?
I think I’d like to go sleep
Talk to me
I have missed you so much
Did you come down to guide and to protect me
There’s a circle of faces above my head
Whispering: she’s fading away
There I was stretched out on the pavement
And you were sitting there beside me
I want to call you by your name
But no sound will come out my throat
Grab you at your waste
Hands are made of jelly
Arms are made of rubber
Heart is heavy like a piece of led
I want to call you by your name
But no sound will come out my throat
Grab you at your waste
Hands are made of jelly
I want to call you by your name
But no sound will come out my throat
Grab you at your waste
Hands are made of jelly
Arms are made of rubber
Heart is heavy like a piece of led
What is this ?
I think I saw you in the crowd
What is this ?
Blood is running to my head
A blue light from above shining on your face
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3. |
Lovely
07:27
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We are being blinded by the sunrays
Through our eyelashes everything is shiny
Like the roofs of the cars
And smoky trails of aeroplanes
Lovely, lovely, lovely
Like daffodils and forget me nots
We are laying down on a green lawn
Arms stretched breathing in the warmed up air
And the weight of the sky is pressing down on our chests
Lovely, lovely, lovely
Like daffodils and forget me nots
You clasp your hands around my wrist
Squeeze and twist until it hurts
To let me know that we’re the same kind
Lovely, lovely, lovely ...
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4. |
In The Laundrette
05:54
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I went to launderette
I feed my stuff into the mouth
Of one of the machines
I saw you behind the little windowsaw your face through the porthole
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To offices and hairdressers
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
The humming and the buzzing
Creep into my ears
Making me feel drowsy
Singing me to sleep
Suddenly my heart contracts
At the thought that you might not show up
That you might have forgotten me
While conquering the seas
I saw you behind the little window
I saw your face through the porthole
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To offices and hairdressers
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To offices and hairdressers
And I am only killing time
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To hospitals and funerals
And I am only killing time
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To offices and hairdressers
And I am only killing time
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
I am in a vacuum
While everyone is rushing by
To appointments that cannot be missed
And I am only killing time
I am only killing time
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for you to appear
Not in my mind but in the flesh
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5. |
Chelsea (is a Horse)
03:16
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Chelsea is my horse
We came het in a rush
She has the biggest eyes I’ve ever seen
The air was cold as ice
It was blowing through my clothes
I told her to hang on another mile
Then Chelsea saw the lights
Of the house between the oaks
Now that’s a home
I led her by the harness
We walked around the house
I called at the backdoor
Is there anybody there to feed a girl and a horse
And celebrate the last day of 1792
Chelsea and me
Never will we part
She’s my only friend
Chelsea and me
Travel round the world
Never will we part
Chelsea and me
Travel round the world
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6. |
Birthday Girl
03:52
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I’m the birthday girl they’re all waiting for me to perform
Blow those candles blow them out they’re waiting for me to perform
I am frozen to my chair to many eyes are staring at my mouth
I’m the birthday girl, there’s nothing to be happy about
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
This is a special day to celebrate the night that I was born
This is a special day, they’re all waiting for me to perform
I’m the birthday girl flames are dancing on my cake
I’m the birthday girl, I’m the birthday
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want to vanish through the keyhole and slip under the carpet and dissolve in my lemonade
I want to be brave and get up on the table and chase everyone of you away
And when I’d make a wish I would wish to be alone
If I could use witchcraft I’d turn you all into stone
I want you all to go
I’m the birthday girl they’re all waiting for me to perform
Blow those candles blow them out they’re waiting for me to perform
I want to vanish through the keyhole and slip under the carpet and dissolve in my lemonade
I want to be brave and get up on the table and chase everyone of you away
And when I’d make a wish I would wish to be alone
If I could use witchcraft I’d turn you all into stone
I want you all to go
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I want you all to go away
I’m the birthday girl they’re all waiting for me to perform
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7. |
A Man Is Going Down
03:56
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Just as he was stepping through the door
He felt a sort of shiver down his spine
Pearls of sweat were on his forehead were dripping of his forehead
He shirt was sticking to his back
It’s only a short walk to the car he thought
Only a short drive home
But the ship was being wrecked before it could reach the shore
He was swaying like a drunk his feet wouldn’t carry him no more
The earth is shaking
A man is going down
His heart couldn’t take it
A man is going down
His body’s laying right outside his office
The doorman called the doctor and his wife
There are noses that are pressed against the windows
His dark brown were staring at the sky
He can’t believe that it’s already over
He can’t believe he’s already gone
It seldom crossed his mind that he was mortal
He’d been working like a madman he’d been cheering himself on
The earth is shaking
A man is going down
His heart couldn’t take it
A man is going down
Goodbye to the roses
Goodbye to the dogs
Goodbye to everyone who’s still alive
Goodbye
The earth is shaking
A man is going down
His heart couldn’t take it
A man is going down
The clouds are breaking
A man is going down
His heart couldn’t take it
The earth is shaking
His heart couldn’t take it
A man is going down
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9. |
Song For The Waking
03:09
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Been juggling and puzzling
Been staying up all night
Been tempted not to turn the wheel
To make the car fly
Been glued to your couches
Facing the stars
Taking mouthfuls of chocolate
Peanut butter straight from the jar
Lay your head down when it’s too heavy on you
Been polluting your poor minds
By repeating the same thought
Been pacing up and down your rooms
Like troubled brides and nervous grooms
Been repeating the same songs
Been closed in by the silence
It's pressing down like the heat
Been longing so much to drift away
Forgotten how to fall asleep
Lay your head down when it’s too heavy on you
Let your thoughts fly when they are bothering you
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10. |
I Can't Breathe
04:12
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When I’m near you
I’m like an alien
All my words have dried up
And your voice is sounding like we’re under water
It’s hard for me to concentrate
I keep looking up at the surface
A pale light is working its way down
And I’m staring at your face
But I’m too much of a coward to look into your eyes
I can’t breathe
I’ve swallowed up the time
My heart is pounding much to loud
I can’t breathe
You ask me if I’m alright
I must be looking kind of ghostly
You’re taking me outside for some fresh night air
And I’m caught by the beauty of the many stars
I think that I am hypnotized
Or I must have left my body
I seem to be looking down on myself
And I want to say something that matters
But nothing comes out
I can’t breathe
I’ve swallowed up the time
My heart is pounding much to loud
I can’t breathe
And I’m staring at your face
But I’m too much of a coward to look into your eyes
I can’t breathe
I’ve swallowed up the time
My heart is pounding much to loud
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
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11. |
Rocket Song ('97 remix)
03:30
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I am a red and green rocket
I was born at fireworks factory
A Chinese girl put me in a box
She wished me good luck
I travelled for weeks over land and water
Until I arrived at a small town
And I laid there on the shelf with my sisters and brothers
Until was sold
He carried me hid me under his bed
And when the clock struck twelve he took me outside
He lit my tail with a burning match
I was shooting myself into the sky
He carried me home
I was shooting myself into the sky
Sky... Sky... Sky...
I am a red and green rocket...
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Living in a flat in the 27th Floor with people living under above and aside Don’t greet your neighbours more than they greet you
Sometimes you’re afraid that the lift will get stuck or that you’ll break your leg and no one will notice
Or when you’ll have some bad luck you’ll jump down
But standing on your balcony with your head in a cloud
Living with the world at your feet
You feel like a king with diamonds on his crown
Waving at people he will never meet
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Netherlands, founded in 1997 by Roel Kruize.
Past releases include Tuxedomoon, Kim Cascone, Michael Wells, Scanner, PSI Performer, COIL, Atom Heart, Nurse With Wound, Legendary Pink Dots, Cosey Fanni Tutti and more. Check our Discogs for full discography.
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