1. THE FAN AND THE BELLOWS

A Beecher's Brook is love
A hurdle at which greater men have fallen
She manipulates
Steals my mind and hides it in her garden

But now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Cupid masturbates
Absent of all thought and of all reason
Shoots me in the back
I think perhaps it must be shooting season

But now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Not me...
Not me...

But now
Only love can bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows


2. NOSTALGIA

Absorbing your words
Battles raging within me
Absorbing your words
Is gradually tearing my soul in two
There isn't much I could do
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

There isn't time to stand still
We are constantly changing
You're draining my will
I find myself rearranging my points of view
There isn't much I could do
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

Tomorrow I remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow I remember yesterday

Whatever lies in my past
Or what is yet in the future
Time passes so fast
Suppose there's always the danger
I won't pull through
I'll have to think this thing through
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

Tomorrow I'll remember yesterday
Tomorrow I remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday

Tomorrow, remember yesterday...
Tomorrow, nostalgia will lead me away


3. LESS THAN HUMAN

Must have died a thousand times
Must have died a thousand times
Must have died a thousand times
Feeling less than human
I surmise

I'm less than human in God's eyes

Time he's on our side she said
Time he's on our side she said
Time he's on our side she said,
But it makes no difference in the end
He's coming after you my friend

I must have cried a thousand times
I must have cried a thousand times
I must have cried a thousand times
Feeling less than human
I surmise
I'm less than human in God's eyes


4. IN SHREDS

I grasp at life's fading light
I need you tonight
I need to be heard
Your actions speak louder than words
Ignored by you all
I stumble and fall
I suddenly knew
My life meant nothing at all

In shreds, I stare down at the street
Yearning for sleep
That blissful escape
But when it comes it's always too late
The whore in my bed
The noise in my head
A hole in my pride
It's coming and there's nowhere to hide

It seems to me to be self-contradictory
It seems to me you count your victories while they're there

Ignored by you all
I stumble and fall
I suddenly knew
My life meant nothing at all
The whore in my bed
The noise in my head
The hole in my pride
It's coming and there's nowhere to hide

It seems to me to be self-contradictory
It seems to me you count your blessings while they're there
You count your blessings while they're there
Count your victories while they're there

It seems, it seems, it seems
It seems to me
To be
To be self-contradictory
It seems to me you've become part of the machinery
Part of the machinery
Part of the machinery
Become part of the machinery
Machinery


5. PRISONERS OF THE SUN

(Instrumental)


6. NOSTALGIA (7" VERSION)

Absorbing your words
Battles raging within me
Absorbing your words
Is gradually tearing my soul in two
There isn't much I could do
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

There isn't time to stand still
We are constantly changing
You're draining my will
I find myself rearranging my points of view
There isn't much I could do
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

Tomorrow I remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow I remember yesterday

Whatever lies in my past
Or what is yet in the future
Time passes so fast
Suppose there's always the danger
I won't pull through
I'll have to think this thing through
Despite my fear it helps to
Share my nostalgia with you

Tomorrow I'll remember yesterday
Tomorrow I remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday
Tomorrow, remember yesterday

Tomorrow, remember yesterday...
Tomorrow, nostalgia will lead me away


7. TURN TO THE VICES

We're clinging together
We're clinging together
We're clinging together forever and ever

We're singing the same songs
We're singing the same songs
We're singing the same songs they go on and on and on

Oh no no no no no

So who can we turn to and what can we turn to
Who can we turn to and what can we turn to now

We turn to the vices
Embracing the vices
We turn to the vices and other niceties

Oh no no no no no

We're clinging together
We're clinging together
We're clinging together forever and ever amen

We're singing the same songs
We're singing the same songs
We're singing the same songs they go on and on and on

Which brings us back to zero
No no no no no no...
Oh no no no no no no

In times of crisis, we turn to the vices...
Vices in, vices in, vices in...


8. LOVE IS

Reeling with confusion
You always fill my head with useless information
And it's contributing to my frustration
If I shout or if I scream
It's just a reflex reaction
And it's always aimed at you

You think my efforts are pointless
And handled in a way that is totally thoughtless
Defending all you love
But the enemy's faceless
It's a cancer and a cure must always elude us
As it eats its way through you

But this feeling's rebounding off you
But this feeling's rebounding off you
But is this the best we can do?
But this feeling's rebounding off you

Reeling with confusion
You always fill my head with useless information
And it's contributing to my frustration
If I shout or if I scream
It's just a reflex reaction
And it's always aimed at you

But this feeling's rebounding off you
But this feeling's rebounding off you
But is this the best we can do?
But this feeling's rebounding off you


9. EVERYDAY I'M CRUCIFIED

There must be a reason for living
There must be a reason for living
I think I know how Christ felt when they nailed him to the cross
There must be a reason for living
There must be a reason for living
I think I know how Christ felt when they killed him on that hill
Pissed off

I'm searching for some kind of meaning
I'm searching for some kind of meaning
The fools lead the fools and it's the blind who lead the blind
I'm searching for some kind of meaning
I'm searching for some kind of meaning
In the narrowness of vision
And the narrowness of mind

I know this place is very strange
But the meaning's clear to me
There's so much we could be learning
If we could only learn to see

I'm searching for some kind of meaning
There must be a reason for living
But every day I'm crucified by triviality
Every day I'm crucified by triviality
Every day I'm crucified by everything I see


10. ENDLESSLY FALLING

Talk about the state of things
I don't know what they mean
If you keep your mind intact
Surely that's a victory,
Surely that's a victory

Falling
I am falling again
Falling
I am endlessly falling
Constantly falling my friend

Your wealth and your kingdom and your crown
Lies between your thighs
Along with your spheres of thought
O come let us adore him
Or maybe we should mourn him

Falling
I am falling again
Falling
I am endlessly falling
Constantly falling my friend

Your ego is your closest friend
Never lets you down
The hunter and the predator
But you are just a victim
You are just a victim

Falling
I am falling again
Falling
I am endlessly falling
Constantly falling my friend


11. NATHAN'S PHASE

Of all the faces that you wear
Sometimes joy, sometimes despair
The mask has gone, no mystery
Replaced by vague transparency

Oh, it's just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just a phase you're going through

The streets of London paved with lead
Just as my lungs are paved with Leb
Brush the cobwebs from my head
Feels like I'm stapled to this bed

Oh, it's just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just a phase you're going through

The streets of London paved with lead
Just as my lungs are paved with Leb
Brush the cobwebs from my head
Feels like I'm stapled to this bed

Oh, it's just a phase you're going through
It's you
It's just a phase you're going through
Out of tune
Yeah, with this phase you're going through

Sod