1. PURE

(Instrumental)


2. JIGSAW FEELING

Send me forwards-say my feelings
But all the signals-send me reeling
Jigsaw Feeling
One day I'm feeling total
The next I'm split in two
My eyes are doing somersaults
Staring at my shoe

My brain is out of my hand
There's nothing to prevent
The impulse is quite meaningless
In a cerebral non-event

Send me forwards-say my feelings
But all the signals-send me reeling
Jigsaw Feeling
One day I'm feeling total
The next I'm split in two
My eyes are doing somersaults
Staring at my shoe

Five fingers do my walking
Ten toes unravel 'Knots'
Amorphous jigsaw pieces
Falling into slots

Send me forwards-say my feelings
But all the signals-send me reeling
Jigsaw Feeling
One day I'm feeling total
The next I'm split in two
My eyes are doing somersaults
Staring at my shoe

So I just sit in reverie
Getting on my nerves
The intangible bonds that keep me
Sitting on the verge...
Of a breakdown
Of a reaction
Of a result
(Defeat me...)..Complete me...maybe...defeat me
(Jigsaw feeling)


3. OVERGROUND

Got to give up life in this netherworld
Got to gonna go up to where the air is stale
And live a life of pleasantries
And mingle in the modern families
Overground-from abnormality
Overboard-for identity
Overground-for normality
Overboard-on identity

This limbo is no place
To be a digit in-Another space
In another crowd
I'm nameless bound

Overground-from abnormality
Overboard-for identity
Overground-for normality
Overboard-on for identity

Overground-I'll be worse than me
Overground-it's clear to me
Overground-I'll be worse than me
Overground-it's clear to me

I'll be worse than me


4. CARCASS

Someones in cold storage
Seeking heinz main-courses
Craving for a raw love
He'll hide you from the cleaver
He'll hang with you forever
Longing for a fresh meat
By hook or by crook
You'll be 1st in his book
For an impaled affair
By hook or by crook
You'll be last in his book
Of flesh oh so rare

Be a carcass, be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love
Be a carcrash carcass, be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love

Someones left in cold storage
Thawed in heinz main-courses
Carving for a new tin
He got you with the cleaver
He hung you up forever
Anticipating new skin

Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
58th variety

Out of the frying pan
And into the fire
Mother had her son for tea

Be a carcass, be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love
Be a carcrash carcass, be a dead pork
Be limblessly in love

In love with your stumps (the pain)
In love with the bleeding
In love with the pain
That you once felt (now feel)
As you became a carcass, we became a carcass
Carcass, you became a carcass
Carcass... Carcass... Car crash

In love with the stumps
In love with the bleeding
In love with the pain
That you now feel
As you became a carcass
We became a carcass
Carcass
You became a carcass
Carcass
Get him in...
...but don't whine you swine


5. HELTER SKELTER

When I get
To the bottom
I go back
To the top of the slide
When I stop
I turn and I go for a ride
When I get to the bottom when I see you again yeah

When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop I turn go for a ride
When I get to the bottom when I see you again yeah

I don't you don't you want me to make you
I'm coming down fast
But I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me
Tell me the answer
Well you maybe a lover
But you ain't no dancer

So look out helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter

When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top of the slide
When I stop I turn go for a ride
When I get to the bottom when I see you again yeah

I don"t know don"t you want me to make you
I'm coming down fast
But don't let me take you
Tell me tell me tell me
Tell me the answer
Well you maybe a lover
But you ain't no fuckin' dancer

So look out helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter

Helter skelter
Helter skelter
I coming down fast

When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top
Of the slide where I stop


6. MIRAGE

I'm just a vision on your TV screen
Just something conjured from my dream
Seen through your x-ray eyes, a see-through scene
The image is no images, it's not what it seems

My limbs are like palm trees swaying in the breeze
My body's an oasis to drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being

It's quite plain to see that I'm playing with me
A photo-fit of loose ends, framed in 3-D
Seen through your x-ray eyes, a see-through scene
The image is no images, it's not what it seems

My limbs are like palm trees swaying in the breeze
My body's an oasis to drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being, being, being

My limbs are like palm trees swaying in the breeze
My body's an oasis to drink from as you please
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in
Your non excuse for human being

It's not what it seems
The image is no images
It's not what it seems
It's not what it seems


7. METAL POSTCARD

Dedicated to John Heartfield
Reunion begins
With a glass of mercury
Whilst television flickers
For with another news bulletin
Flints light up the eyes
Of the seated family

Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme

With a clockwork jerk
Pluck cogs from fob watches
For dinner on Friday
Then recoiling say excuse me
"Must go recycle
My precious machinery

Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme

It's ruling our lives
There is no hope
Thought I'd drop a line
The weather here is fine
But day and night it blares
Commanding through loudspeakers:-

Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned
Metal is tough, metal will sheen
Metal will rule in my masterscheme
(Metal is tough, metal is clean)


8. NICOTINE STAIN

It's just a habit
When I reach to the packet
For my last cigarette
Until the day breaks
And then my hand shakes
But it it's just driving me insane
When the smoke gets in my brain
I can't resist it

Wallow in that ash bath
Soaking up the fumes
And see the nicotine stain
Start to spread

I'm so congested
Cos north, south, east and west
Catarrh rests on my chest
Congealed and twisted
Cough up and shift it
But I can feel my lungs collapse
Sinking deep into my lap
I'm so useless

Wallow in that ash bath
Soaking up the fumes
And see the nicotine stain
Start to spread

I'm so useful
If you don't want to fight
Just give your foe a fright
Say you'll drop me
On every country
See all will be stone dead
When the nicotine stain spreads
Just light me


9. SUBURBAN RELAPSE

I'm sorry that I hit you
But my string snapped
I sorry I disturbed your cat-nap
But whilst finishing a chore
I asked myself "what for"
Then something snapped,
I had a relapse...A Suburban relapse
I was washing up the dishes
Minding my own business
When my string snapped
I had a relapse...A Suburban relapse

Should I throw things at the neighbours
Should I expose myself to strangers?
Should I kill myself or...you?
Should I now memory gets hazy?
Should I I think I must be crazy
Should I but my string snapped
Should I I had a relapse...A Suburban relapse
Should I now memory gets hazy?
Should I I think I must be crazy
Should I but my string snapped
Should I I had a relapse...A Suburban relapse


10. SWITCH

Different Lives Shuffled Lives
In different places into wrong categories
Familiar problems cross the wires
Same old faces and fuse humanities
Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch...

Scientist G.P.'s
With patient guinea-pigs
Cureing their head-aches
With drastic side-effects
Switch

Doctor rectorates
Condescending from on high
For all hallucinaters
See druggist in the sky
Switch

Vicar experiments
But 'tis blasphemy
Dismissing thought of progess
As the mark of devilry
Watch the muscles twitch
For a brand new switch...
Switch

People walk Something blows up
And even talk won't come down
People listen scattered muscles twitch
Then they halt too late to switch.
They're dying to switch