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Tuesday, 09 October 2012

Narcosis / Narcosis +

 
Somna

The plague burns on and on
It's pitiless, it's vivid in the sky (in the sky)
The sun glows out and on
It's merciless, even when you're up this high (in the sky)

And you really think you've got my number
Just don't forget, I know who you are
I know what you want, maybe just a little somna

A woman has lived in my head, these past thirty years
Talks in a voice no one can hear
With her shoulders of fortune, and her waist of time
Soothe your body, change your mind
You've got to leave that world behind



Limbo

Ate up the prophets, corrupted the saints
Exhausted resources made us ashamed

Hollywood won't touch you with a pole
Jesus does not love you, Lucifer does not want your soul
Made a mistake, no one will forgive you
The servants you love to dismiss all will outlive you

Set us against each other, thought it was clever
What a fiasco, well I never

Such a good baby, such an old man
Thanks for the memories, now why don't you scram



Sleep With Me

Sleep with me, why don't you sleep with me
You can try, try to understand



Fall In Love

I knew this man, he had some kind of fatal affliction.
Each day, a tiny particle, a small drop of his soul, leaked or
escaped into the air, out beyond the insipid the gray sky and
into dead space.
The paranormal specialist could find no way to plug the tiny perforations
which dripped his spirit behind him as he went on down the highway.

Fall in love with me, fall in love with me
It's not impossible
Fall in love with me, fall in love with me
It's not impossible

It was attributed to hashish and opium addiction, excessive womanizing,
lashings of money and flattery, and a charmed, but not charming life.
Who can describe the agony of this gradual soul depletion?
Too cowardly to take his own life, he roamed the cafes and cabarets
searching out other wretches who shared his most hideous malady,
and they spent their days in sophistry and idle banter, as their
essence oozed, and the void moved ever closer.

Fred, the man, charlatan bastard, poor piteous doomed puppet,
immersed himself in these vices, but this only exacerbated his
demise more rapidly.
Eventually he could derive pleasure from nothing, the most lurid
pornography or the most holy scriptures failed to arouse him from his
stupor, his boredom.
Great cities, or the endless beautiful plains stretched out before
his jaded gaze and disappeared into the nothingness of his feeling.



Space

If you're not a commodity, why are you so scarce
Invisible even in your solar flares
I battled your intensity
You really got propensity
To burn, to burn
Stumbling 'round the moonscape
With the gravity of a feather
I know that it's a calamity
We just talk of the weather
The silver of your sun suit
Negates the execute
I want to escape, I want to escape
Your pull
Struggling against the cold
Spat at by the torrent
Grabbing at little silver fishes
Dream fabrique is wishes, washes
A hundred leagues under the lake
A town down there and then I wake
Don't change, don't change
Wonder, it's no wonder
Wonder, it's no wonder
Don't tell me now it's over
Over in an instant, instantly over
Atoms, starlings, missiles, batteries
Cotton, infants, fishes, wishing
Breathing, whispers, breakthrough, wicked
Nonsense, dirges, princes, fathers
Moonlight, flattery, rainbow, orbit
Falling, midnight, crashing, tackle
Freezing, glowing, cinders, forces
Power, sticky, setback, arching
Outward, naked, narrow, willing
Storming, killing, spinning, happening
(??), kissing, forming, shaking
Bottle, hammer, reefer, Buddha
Mantra, shudder, city


Narcosis Plus

 

THE EGYPTIAN


Pinocchio he loves her
Like anybody wood.
But if she pulls his strings again tonight
I'm leaving her for good.

In Alexandria
I know a place we can go:
They serve Amnesia.
You better blow if you wanna catch the show.

The crooked fox, he worships her:
Cut off an infidel's finger
Just to steal the wedding ring
And give it to the singer.

Mustafa Junior. wants her too,
He wants her for his slave.
Her face behind the veil,
Her spirit in a cage.

 

MIDNITE IN AMERICA

Broken old record, what did you find?
The honey is spiked, I thought you liked it
Make up your mind
Fools took the boy, boy did they throw him
Into the lake
Wades through the weeds, comes to the party
What a mistake

And now, now he's waiting for a miracle
But how, when its midnite in America

Stupid magician, with your cloak and your wand,
pulls out a rabbit, he's got a bad habit
He's quite overfond.
The woman took the man, and man did she drop him
onto the floor
Crawls to the exit, he sings like a swallow
Knocks at her door

And now, now he's waiting for a miracle
How, when its midnite in America

Mixed up and empty, probably dead
the company paid it, the aliens laid it
down on his head
The boyfriend hit a kid, I kid you not
He hurt him real bad
He lay in the garden, he bled in the flowers
Its awfully sad

But now, now he's waiting for a miracle,
How, when its midnite in America,
How, now he's waiting for a miracle now
How, when its midnite in America.

 

LINDA WONG

In a room in Hong Kong, out of a Cantonese song
I met Miss Linda Wong, she was looking for me
She led me to her bedroom
Wonderful things she said
Too much for my head, like I'm all at sea

Her bones shone through her skin
Her eyes were green and tin (?),
She floated in the wind,
the wind from the sea
Her arms were thin and scarred,
Her face was young and hard
But her mind was a garden, open for me
If I stay here too much longer
much have needed something stronger
I never would belong her
world was not mine
Together we've float and drift
on what we smoked and sniffed
press a button on the lift, for Cloud 9

Her bones shone through her skin
her eyes were green and tin (?)
she floated in the wind
the wind from the sea
her pale chinese cheeks
ain't seen the sun for weeks,
that ain't the life she seeks
looking for me

 

ENGLISH KISS

D'you remember the story
In the bloody chamber
About the mad tiger
He licks the skin off of women.
I tell you Samantha
I could wear those stripes for you.
Have you prayed, have you chanted
With the symbols and incense
To both Krishna and Buddha
And the Goddess of Fortune
For an Indian lover
To wake Kundalini
Your beautiful yoni
But also Iscariot
Who comes to betray us
With just one English Kiss.

Deep in the autumn
I lie in my bedroom
Just one more long shadow
Fall into the corners
I reach for a woman
Who harbors in darkness
She lands on a mountain
Sways for a moment
Crashes in pieces all over my eyes.
All over my eyes

And when you get tired
Of fake little evenings
Slip through your fingers
and don't keep their promise.
Such a sad vision
It breaks up my daydream
Such a sad vision, breaks up my daydream

Look up that sleeve, where is the rabbit
Already secreted along with the dove
Where is the passion, already depleted
Just like the love.

Can you imagine what I can manage
With your permission, with your consent.
I know what you're thinking
Hear what you're saying, How could I ever?
I know what you like.
I think I know what you like.
I'm sure I know what you like.
You should give it attention
You should give it attention
You should give it some thought
You should give me a night
You should give me a night
I know what you like

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