All The Money's Gone
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I could not tell her I had nothing left But those milk tooth pearls And that childs breath The velvets and silks Have all gone amiss They soon walked on by With 1 gentle kiss We cease to exist Now stronger than rain We stole from above Further downwards Push and shove All the money's gone She said. she said. And it's gone from the house and the bed. All the money's gone Beholden to her The kiss and the kick All hole in the zero And razor blade nicks For the self hypnotist We cease to exist She raised her eyelids... |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
Black Milk
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Dream me on down Dream me on in To a dark gravity This is no story To be spun or told it's just a sign To a girl shaped hole ONE EYE IS SATURN, ONE IS MARS A HALO STORMS AROUND HER HEAD A VOICE SO SOFT IT SMASHES STARS (THE PIECES RAIN UPON MY BED) I SEE, I FEEL, I HEAR A CROWN OF HAIR SO DARK IT SWALLOWS SUNS AND STILL I FEEL AS IF I'VE SWALLOWED SILK OR FALLEN IN BLACK MILK This is the sound That you know When the lightening rod blows Dream me on down Dream me on in To the shimmer and spin Plot me a course By Pluto and Mars To a vanishing point Between her and the stars |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
"Blood and Sand" She Said
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She filled my boots With blood and sand Chase me backwards up the stairs boy Do the slip down sit down danger use I have a dangerous use for you I have a dangerous She said stuff our lives in a bottle And jam on the quick cork now She ends up With one billion Beautiful bucks I wind up With a bottle of blood And veins full of sand Now all day long She hits me up with needles Full of air-fix-glue And says "Run until You start to slow Down set in motion Stop!" Do the freeze frame Frame me up for maybe life Less of you, less of you Lifeless of you, less of you Quick swallow your soul! |
Information: Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |
Crowned
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I was strictly insomnimaniacal Rose above sleep like something flammable. Vapour trails from the whites of my eyes It's a long slow fall for the hypnotized. Lock me into a falling groove 'Cos there's not another soul who even moves me. Winter's razor at the base of my spine I don't mind being divinely aligned. I've been crowned by sorrow I've been crowned by hate I've been crowned by thorns I did not create I've been crowned. I've been crowned. Sawn-off scatter-gun rhythm licked in To the base of my brain with a hundred million Switch blade sugar coated spines Kiss me to a strange design. this suit of mine no longer fits The style and the grace just got up and quit. So hold me unto this Holy Sacrament That holds me in shape and in the present tense. I've been crowned by sorrow I've been crowned by hate I've been crowned in black, now I abdicate. I've been crowned. I've been crowned. I worshipped by the shrine of sleep No miracle came to grant me peace. Day in, day out, while unawares I died a while as my eyes just stared. Through the vapourous veil of my SHOTGUN BRIDE, I can hear her talking in a voice just like mine. And listen, don't you know I've tried To quit this insomnicide. I've been crowned by sorrow I've been crowned by hate I've been crowned by thorns I did not create. Welcome the Hypnotist Banish the Anaesthetist Bring me the head of Morpheus. Hey, Hey, Hey.......... |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
Hide
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I will have no truck with you I will not venture from this room Or burn myself with fevered light Or wound myself with all that sight will bring I will not sing for you (The urchin rags that once you wore lie scattered on the road and more) The holy grail all wondrous woken Lies still neath ground all softly spoken But in bed but in be doubtful So much to choke on every mouthful I want I don't I crave I cross My heart and hope to love the loss And all around are damning wonders Who take you in and hold you under For I have cradled melancholy And teased and worried naked folly (Destroy me well destroy me true And I will always think of you) The holy grail all wondrous woken Lies still neath ground all softly spoken But in bed but in be doubtful So much to choke on every mouthful I want I don't I crave I cross My heart and hope to love the loss I will not shed my skin for you Or dip my hat when shunning will plainly do |
Information: Written w/ G. McGuckin Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |
Hyperspace
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Candle constellations Talking electricity An avalanche of stars Falls on me. Our kiss goes supernova A black holes embrace A honey-ink-well- drowning-pool Split the atoms of our trace. Oh yeah. This is no sad song. I swam a slow ocean Rode a thick river Kept company That made my mother shiver. I drove a roller coaster On a fall from grace I walked a bad walk On a bad stair case. Oh yeah. This is no sad song. Here comes the rush of sugar splinters The hiss and spit of dying cinders. Here comes the crush of sugar splinters Bringing all the cold of winter. I stood in the sky. With my sister Hurricane 100 tons of night Ceased to exist when she came. Welcome the kiss of sugar splinters The sting of frozen candied kisses Here comes the crush of sugar splinters Formaldehyde's milky way lingers 1,000,000 sugar coated fingers I know you. You killed my sister. AND A PAIN OF PANORAMIC PROPORTIONS CAME! With my sister Hurricane. |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
I Ate The Knife
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It's all over Before I saw Before I took Too soon to see That there was nothing Left for me She sang low a lullaby Will I really fail at every single thing I try And will the moon eclipse the sun I ate the knife And the knife won There comes a time In each dumb life When each of us Must feed his wife And love her true And never hurt And do the things That you must do She sang low a lullaby Will I really fail at every single thing I try And will the moon eclipse the sun I ate the knife And the knife won (I have born this ragged ride exposure has made me deride) And there's a joke That has a twist And does not end in wedded bliss She sang a low lullaby Will I really fail at every single thing I try And will the moon eclipse the sun I ate the knife And the knife won It's all over |
Information: Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |
The King Of Kalifornia
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You must allow me my significance. You must allow me everything. I am the man who came I am the hurricane I'm gonna bring the rain I'm gonna bring the rain And so the bells began to ring Give me everything And let it swing I am the King of Kalifornia You must allow me my significance You must allow my seventh sense I'm never gonna die again I am the spreading stain I'm gonna bring the rain I'm gonna bring the rain And so the bells began to ring Give me everything And let it swing I am the King of Kalifornia Give me everything And let it swing I am the King of Kalifornia |
Information: King Of Kalifornia 12"/CD (1992) I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
Marry Me (Lie! Lie!)
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Marry me I may be a lie Marry me tell me the day that I die Who's got our future little one Will there be a honeymoon little one Please lie! Please lie! But if memories could walk Boy I'd lay awake nights Now I can't go home anymore little one Now I don't mind chopping wood But the memory don't do no-one no good "See there's this girl I just can't keep from And hungry lie in wait for her shadow To cross the window frame Alight upon the venetian blind Hoping for just one good claim Upon that ectoplasmic stain! And make her mine! Make her mine! This kind of thing happens all the time" (Small dark hole in the soul and loathe to touch me) Marry me I may be a lie Marry me tell me the day that I die Who's got our future little one? Will there be a honeymoon little one Please lie! Please lie! Make a pillow for my head Fallen leaves will make my bed When I die don't bury me alone 'Cos I don't think I'd take to kind To the cold cold earth Down full fathom five This kind of thing happens all the time |
Information: Marry Me (Lie! Lie!) 12" (1987) Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |
One In Shadow, One In Sun
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This suit of clay I wear Has a sleeve across my mouth And the roots of trees that bind you Are to keep you way down south For you can not touch a state of mind Love cannot keep you warm You left my life outside the door Or down upon the road The type of place like heaven Where nothings ever sold Still you fail to see the reason why You get so very cold This house Is a poor house Gutter stained footsteps On nowhere stairs And the window pulled open so wide It's all you can do but to come inside She: Struck that slap-shack bare Struck that slap-shack bare Struck that slap-shack bare Forgive me my trespasses baby And take me back home There was a time Every starry sky Drank with me Drank with me And I could've cried, yeah I could've cried This house you built for me Is colder now than you And the fragments of the birthday cake Lie on the farther side of grace How does it feel to be loved Forgive me my trespasses baby And take me back home There was a time Every starry sky Drank with me And I could've cried She spits like a child Fire putting out fire Wont pay for the right to live There's no-one else left For her to forgive (Once upon a time I shared a vacant lot With an "always hurting real bad" child Dirt stones and trees were good to us She was spat out and snuffed Round this here corner town Did the darndest of things by proxy And her name still Pare me down to a sole cold bone Put it down to a bone cold soul Some pretty sorry prayer.) |
Information: Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |
Shamed
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Hold me close Pin me down Split my lips As I lay on the ground There she stands By the wall Struck by the sun Keeping her shadow tall And I swore That I could not see What she saw In a boy like me Hold me close Spin me round Spill my soul On the cold ground And I swore That I could not see What she saw In a boy like me And I'm shamed That it should be Where she stood Was a boy just like me. I love you baby I don't love you at all Like the back of my hand I never knew you at all And you'll always walk tall Did I hear you call? Did I hear you call? Did I hear you call? |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) |
So The Story Goes
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The story goes you know every detail Everybody knows the books that I'm in. The story goes I've been self-destructive Everybody knows that I'm steeped in sin Everybody knows I've got no sense of humour I'm too morose and too damn peculiar And the weakness shows... The story goes that I'd give up gladly The story goes this is a deadman's prose Everybody knows that I've fucked up badly I'm just hanging on by the length of my nose Everybody knows I've only got one song And it's much too slow and it's much too long And this is how it goes. Everybody knows this is some kinda diary The story goes in some unsecret code It's always later rather than sooner I'm always there when the punch line explodes The story goes I've got the world by the horns And all this from a well-dressed fawn And there's something gone wrong. |
Information: I'm Never Gonna Die Again LP/CD (1992) A Tribute To Rowland S. Howard 2×CD (2006) |
These Immortal Souls
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These immortal souls of ours Scratching the window pane Leave a ghost blood calling card These immortal souls of ours We take a pen to our lives And a knife to our lies Lost in a love of ourselves Still we spit at heaven's gate Crash the night in our dumb shoes Driving galaxies down You said we wore gloves And spilling our souls Keep talking Keep talking Divine and unbroken We speak and are spoken Speak through the broken blood Ghosting away Keep talking forever Keep jawing eternal Keep forever the touch Of our red and wet hands These immortal souls of ours You left the scar of your kiss Burning on through this flesh Forever too slow Burn the heart and the brain Fixing broken spells Start us death waltzing Down bloody trails of stars We spit and are broken Down dirt and in 2's Still mute seconds left You died dumb We waltzed in the blood Ho! And I did not say a word And I did not see a thing Stranger hold my hand Stranger hold my hand Stranger hold my hand No I did not see a thing Walk me home, walk me home Walk me home, walk me home |
Information: Get Lost (Don't Lie!) LP/CD (1987) |