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Still Life in Human everywhere Haunted faces and vacant stares Heads bowed in defeat Resigned to the Grave They will never awake or ever Disbehave
Bit part actors in the Cabaret Blink and you'll miss them They never stay People come and they go And some have their effects If they drain you of life Quickly, press eject
The World is stuck on automatic We could do with a little Magic You should be proud of all that you are There's no time to waste here Be a Star: Disbehave
No, I won't do as I'm told Try and make me do as I'm told I'll do what I Will Until I'm dead and cold No, I won't do as I'm told
Hiding your light you're alone in the dark Too shit-scared to ever make a mark Denying all others the heat from your flame - Well, where would we be if we all did the same?
I have no soul All I had were lies Insane, pathetic and cold Which should come as no surprise For unfounded fears Stealing my time Constricted and smothered me But I'm not going to spend years Constructing some ‘other' me
Wasting away, life went asunder For day after day The regime I lived under Was suffocating and choking me And stealing my time But no more waiting for the day When I will be mine
So, don't murder me - I'm drowning In a sea of my own making It's the only way to go And I'm not on my own Leave me to my vices For no matter what the price is I'm going to please myself My darkest stars And nobody else
I've made a hole here So stick it in, dear Fill me with joy and dissolve all my fear No one can touch us when we're intravenous Isolate my pleasure zones I'm In Extremis
Alter Me
Take out my brains Connect me to the mains Electrify and fry me ‘til I'm flying again A shock to their system Then I can face them Save me from the usual The Pain and The Boredom
Help me, help me Change my mind Liberate me from the Daily Grind You know I can't stand how I seem to be Give me something that will alter me
Cut it off and shave me And Make me a She Progesterone and Oestrogen will save me You'll see Put implants in there Now I've something to bare Finally I'm strong enough to do what I dare
Well, she's the Queen of Sores The ultimate bore Adopts little girls names to play her games Has a boyfriend Just for the weekend Fucks his mates And she's always late
No thoughts of her own ‘Cuz she just clones Whatever he likes That's what she likes Bitter sixteen Teenage dream Petulant bitch Thinks she's a witch
But she's a Blank Canvas
Takes her piercings out when Daddy's about And pleases her Mum with her English and Sums Lipstick Lezzer snogs In the girls bogs But won't go the whole way Not today
Blank Canvas
I Don't Know Where You've Been
It's hard to resist my natural responses They're beginning to show I've got to stop this before it gets out of hand I'm forgetting what I know Keep your hands off what you can't afford I can't risk my health In exchange for what you're offering I've got to think of myself sometimes
I didn't think the time would come But here it comes right now I'm not looking for a reason Or someone to tell me how I find myself here wondering if I should go on And that if I gave in to you there's a chance I could be wrong
I don't know where you've been
There are countless others who have fallen for your spell You should be locked up inside a prison cell But I don't care about that and I don't care what I've seen Judging by your fingernails and teeth You're far from clean
I don't know where you've been But I don't care where you've been
You restricted my every thought and move You cheated when you knew that you would lose You opened a crack behind my back You left me here and never came back
They preach and force their views They've no respect Ignorance and Selfishness Have a negative effect Now they're brutalised With no appreciation for life A fucking lethal combination
I hope it will all come back to you Ten times worse than anything you could do I know it will all come back to you
So many deaths in the name of one One wrote a book in the blood of his son One raped, tortured and killed a young single Mum And one planted a bomb in a Gay pub in London
I hope it will all come back to you Ten times worse than anything you could do I know it will all come back to you
I like to get something For almost next to nothing if I can There's not much that I would work for Although if I'm in luck I might get paid to suck You should know that there's no one I would bleed for
I've got no integrity If there's something that I need I'll do anything I can No time to waste on my hands
Give it to me
I'll take you in my hands And hold as hard as I can Until I get what I want And I won't let go Or I can make your day But you'll have to pay my way And there are some things that I don't swallow
Just give it to me Look, just give it to me You give it to me I'll give it to you
Each Day You Die A Little Bit More
You want the spell to be broken But you suffer under the curse You want things to be better So why do you make them worse? You want your life to be easier But you treat everyone like dirt You want all your pain to go away Well stop making yourself hurt
Your obsession with purely material gain Is so retarded - don't you know? It's about time that you realised, boy You can't take it with you when you go Do you ever think of anyone but yourself Unless there's something in it for you? A more selfish, conceited and hateful fool there's never been Until you
It seems hard to take And you'll think I'm wrong You rarely hear the truth in popular songs Go on like that until everything's sore And each day you'll die just a little bit more
You've a choice in the end you see You can live Or you can just fuck up and die Carry on behaving this way Or admit that you're living a lie But that admission requires some presence of mind Something you evidently lack Why don't you stick your gun up your arse? How bulletproof is that?
It seems hard to take And you'll think I'm wrong You rarely hear the truth in popular songs Go on like that until everything's sore And each day you'll die just a little bit more Just a little Just a little bit Just a little bit more
Don't know, But I want, Cheap and Nasty, Hello, how are you? Cheap and Nasty, Cheap and Nasty, Gimme a kiss and hold onto this-
You bring her endless flowers but don’t listen to her, You don’t realise the things you do, You take her by surprise once in a while, See her smile, You give her all that you think she wants,
Nothing In Life That’s Worth Having Will Not Be Taken Away There is some thing deep inside you and there is some thing inside me Turn on the light - now, that’s better… Everything now in full view To know what we’re going to do. Nothing in life that’s worth having will not be taken away Friends, Lovers, Possessions – all will be removed I'm one disaster after another Chorus: My Hairstyle's a mess I killed all my friends off but I never meant to, really I did something good but it turned out bad
When I was alone, and I'd never met you My life has gone wrong cos I've known you too long
It makes me feel glad that you were a Fad
There is no Glamour in violence.
Some may find it hard to live
Just to clarify this further - as far as I and the rest of the band are concerned, Nazis, and so-called Neo-Nazis, are certainly not welcome at my gigs, on this planet, or anywhere else in the known Universe either.)
Say something: anything at all Intelligence hasn't left you behind You get away with murder Fuck yourself with your ridiculous views
I've been cut open wide Don't you dare try to touch me. Violate Now I'm turned inside out
Cross unsuitable subjects off a list Girls and Boys don't want to play Do they fulfil all the criteria? Some see this behaviour as selfish and paranoid
When We Go, We Go Together The things I do for you,
When you choose to give You're an incandescent star
Sub-standard piss-poor people, bland and pointless soap opera scenes Saying and screaming the same old things Is Normal Abnormal: Is Abnormal Normal? Its the things that you do They use certain weapons to keep us in line
Nothing Special You're Nothing Special You're not much to look at, You're Nothing Special You're Nothing Special! I've seen it before, done better than You
Let's Have Some Fun Concern for others has ceased to exist I'm septic, infected, there's shit on my fist It's a 'New Age' but the same as the last Everyone loves dragging things up from the past
Meat Closet If you said that she was just a whore She lives on Pills, Cat food and Cigarette ash,
Sterilized Are You A User? Are You being Used? Are You A User? Are You being Used? I was contrived from a tube of cum Sterilized, Immunized, Willingly Hypnotized
Copyright © Roi Robertson/Mechanical Cabaret 1999-2008
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