Living Like the Spiders
The setting sun it hides
It seems like it has run out of plans
And it’s looking really grim again
That’s how I know – well, what do I really know?
The city sighs, dust is floating by
And all the things you’ve ever done
Will join this dust
And disappear someday
Living like the spiders
Or like lions
Birds break through the wires
And now the brightest shade is gone
The rising sun it shines
Expectations are up in the sky again
But it’s looking pretty dim again
That’s how I know – well, what do I really know?
Living like the spiders,
Or like lions
Birds break through the wires
And now the brightest shade is gone
You yield and sigh, dust is clouding skies
And all the things you’ve ever known
You’ve reaped and sown
And they’ll reappear someday
Disappear
Our Time Is Up
What d’you mean if the truth be told?
All I hear is stories told
And I think I’ve heard it all before
I don’t believe but I often guess
I’d rather not be tried or pressed
I think it’d be an awful mess
This is jolly nice company
whispering their apologies
fumbling with their fantasies, and not caring
If it’s all smashed to smithereens
kills a hundred thousand dreams
cause it’s nothing like they’ve ever seen, it’s twisting their dreams
Underneath the surface here
And slowly growing year by year
Underneath the words and woe
Clashed broken memories
Whispered wishes and stranded dreams
Nothing’s like it used to be
That’s why the oceans are rising high
the rain is pouring from the skies
the sky has gone it took all the birds inside,
to a better sky
So I think our time around here’s up
you’d better give it, give it up
cause big ideas blow things up,
and they mess you up
Distress
You catch those bloody diseases cause of all the distress
You excel at what I thought I did best
But if you say jump, I’m not sure that I will jump with you
And if you forget your dreams again, what will you cling to
Friday night or Saturday morning,
Feeling light and terrified,
Is it friendly fire or scare tactics,
The more it moves the more it seems like it’s been
Forty nights in the desert,
It’s like the birds moved to the west,
It spells disaster or dire need,
It surely got the best of you.
The changes with every season can’t clear all this mess
I guess it feels like the banter turned into some test
But if things stay like the best years have been spent
Don’t bother coming back again, cause none of this will ever mend
To All Delight
Parading around under studio lights
His eyes are shining his teeth are white
And he feels alright
He hates to be dull so to all delight
Here’s a show to set your world alight
Because he wants it to
And he is sure that you’ll want it too
Right or wrong just sell it all
Another contest won, it’s a beautiful song
You gotta love it, you gotta win
But listen to the mess that this music is in
They feed it like fodder to the animals
Parading around under studio lights
Catering to kicks cause it sells alright
It sells like souls you see
Setting the stage for another night
Playing tricks to rig another fight
It feels alright to you
And to so many others
It feels right too
Well I guess this is another one
A bit like that line from My Iron Lung
A total waste of time and in this pantomime
You’ve got one minute not a second more
If you don’t agree there’s the door
They feed it like fodder to the animals
The Chief
I see you standing there
You’re looking really, really small
They’ve got your back against
The white, wired and humming wall
who-ho-ho-ho
He’s got a rapist’s rep
And you’re acting deaf and dumb
You’re walking out of step
To the beat of a different drum, drum
I hear machines taking charge, taking lives
Taking pretty much everything
I hear machines taking charge, taking lives
Taking pretty much every single thing
I see you standing there
You’re looking really, really tall
The window open wide
A dog’s barking, a summons to all
Everything You Need
Putting on a smile when you’re hitching a ride for reasons unknown
Never leaving sight of your favourite child although he’s fully grown
Until the race is run and the setting sun has lost to the powers that be
Till it’s said and done or dead and gone, but it’s somehow still alive
Placing your bets on something that’s set and will never be
East or west, do the best you can and you will see
That the race is run and the bet’s been won by the powers that be
It’s said and done and dead and gone, but it’s somehow still alive
Hush little baby, don’t you think maybe
The tide will wait this time
And everything you need for turning the tables around
The racing rats live off the fat of the land and on a killing spree
Their minds on this, their hearts on that quite randomly
And now the race is run, and the setting sun has lost to the powers that be
It’s said and done and dead and gone, but it’s somehow still alive
Space Travel
Some would say it’s time to go
To some place I don’t care to know
I would like to live without fear
From this storm they say is dangerously near
I want to stay right here
Feel the minutes as they disappear
I will stay right here
Way down below the stratosphere
There’s no real haste except your own
Breathing real tense for a storm that won’t blow
I don’t believe a single word you say
You and me we’re finished in any case
Somebody Else
Hey kid don’t you worry,
I think it was somebody else
Relax don’t you hurry
I’m sure it was somebody else
I think it was somebody else
I think it was somebody else
A cloud of smoke the sun dispels
I think it was somebody else
Hey kid don’t you worry
These are just empty shells
You know you’re judge and jury
No need for casting magic spells
Cause you’re just fooling yourself
Demons
Forget about rhyme and reason
Commit an act of treason
Give up your job for freedom
Give in to the sun and seasons
Spit out the words you’ve eaten
You haven’t been beaten
Sing us those words for freedom
There are no real reasons
And no transparent meetings
Forget about death and demons
You must have been dreaming
Dance till the dark ends reason
Wake up to another season
Forget about death and demons
Dead End Days
I woke up this morning fresh from the dead
left all my dreams underneath my bed
and said hey, what is wrong today?
I asked a man politely which way is best,
all roads lead nowhere, he put me to the test
and said hey,
don’t you go that way
wait for the lights to change
it’s better to be safe than dead
it’s like shooting blanks on a firing range
like chasing shadows, it’s a little strange
So what is wrong when all the people say
they’ve got a feeling that it’s somehow not okay
it’s not quite clear, they can’t explain but
they don’t ever want to lose their way
the weary heads against window panes
the weary limbs riding transit trains
suggest it’s early days
these are dead end days
Second Thoughts
Speak up – Show you care
You will – Find a Way
Face up – Take in
What I say – Begin
Now begin
Speak up, show you care
About the minor details and the major flaws
You will, Find a way
Around every little detail anyway
Speak up. You will – Show you care
Got paid this time, but still it seems, you need what’s mine
You toe the line, and twist your words, sign of the times
You trick and treat, and steal the show, you’re selling your heart and soul
Speak up , you were there
When the fuss and fear turned into despair
You will, have your say
It seems you’re not listening, listening anyway