You can force it but it will not come
You can taste it but it will not form You can crush it but it’s always here You can crush it but it’s always near Chasing you home, saying “Everything is broken. Everyone is broken.” You can force it but it will stay stone You can crush it as dry as a bone You can walk it home straight from school You can kiss it, you can break all the rules All of the rules, but still Everything is broken Everyone is broken Everyone is, everyone is broken Everyone is, everything is broken Why can’t you forget? Why can’t we forget? Why can’t you forget? |
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A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery On girls in the eighties But gravity always wins And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can’t help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time |
I don’t want to be crippled and cracked
Shoulders, wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours When you’ve got to feel it in your bones When you’ve got to feel it in your bones Now I can’t climb the stairs Pieces missing everywhere Prozac painkillers When you’ve got to feel it in your bones When you’ve got to feel it in your bones And I used to fly like Peter Pan All the children flew when I touched their hands When you’ve got to feel it in your bones When you’ve got to feel it in your bones |
They love me like I was a brother
They protect me, listen to me They dug me my very own garden Gave me sunshine, made me happy Nice dream I call up my friend, the good angel But she’s out with her ansaphone She says she would love to come help but The sea would electrocute us all Nice dream If you think that you’re strong enough Nice dream… If you think you belong enough Nice dream… Nice dream |
Can’t get the stink off
He’s been hanging round for days Comes like a comet Suckered you but not your friends One day he’ll get to you And teach you how to be a holy cow You do it to yourself, you do And that’s what really hurts Is that you do it to yourself Just you and no-one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself Don’t get my sympathy Hanging out the 15th floor You’ve changed the locks three times He still comes reeling through the door One day I’ll get you And teach you how to get to purest hell You do it to yourself, you do And that’s what really hurts Is that you do it to yourself Just you, you and no-one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself |
Faith, you’re driving me away
You do it everyday You don’t mean it But it hurts like hell My brain says I’m recieving pain A lack of oxygen From my life support My iron lung We’re too young to fall asleep Too cynical to speak We are losing it Can’t you tell? We scratch our eternal itch A twentieth century bitch And we are grateful for Our iron lungs The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon Suck, suck your teenage thumb Toilet trained and dumb When the power runs out We’ll just hum This, this is our new song Just like the last one A total waste of time My iron lung The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon And if you’re frightened You can be frightened You can be, it’s OK And if you’re frightened You can be frightened You can be, it’s OK The head shrinkers They want everything My uncle Bill My Belisha beacon |
Limb by limb, tooth by tooth
Tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour I wish that I was bullet proof Wax me, mould me Heat the pins and stab them in You have turned me into this Just wish that it was bullet proof So pay me money and take a shot Lead-fill the hole in me I could burst a million bubbles All surrogate and bullet proof. |
I get home from work
And you’re still standing In your dressing gown Well, what am i to do? I know all the things around your head And what they do to you What are we coming to? What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home Troubled words Of a troubled mind I try to understand What is eating you I try to stay awake But it’s 58 hours Since that I last slept with you What are we coming to? I just don’t know anymore. Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home I get on the train and i just stand about Now that i don’t think of you. I keep falling over i keep passing out When i see a face like you What am I coming to? I’m gonna melt down Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home This is killing me. |
You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back
You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are so pretty when you’re on your knees Disinfected, eager to please Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we’ve already gone Just like your dad, you’ll never change Each time it comes it eats me alive I try to behave but it eats me alive So I declare a holiday Fall asleep, Drift away Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we’ve already gone Just like your dad, you’ll never change Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we’ve already gone Just like your dad, you’ll never change |
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Immerse your soul in love |