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Live In Warsaw

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Lay back for me You are just exactly what I need In this cold town Lay back for me The three of us in circus and in liberty It’s been too long So throw your guilt religion To the liars and the weak This is the politics and war of ecstasy And all the nonsense of that vision That is failing every test Is the comedy and death of your senses The alternative to real world Is just time for me and a fantasy Be blind to myself to idolise The alternative to real world Is just time for me and a fantasy I’m blind to myself to idolise You work so deep Astonished and in rapture I can barely speak These are hard times Hormones in key A slow whispered wet confession From our body heat There’s no return The alternative to real world Is just time for me and a fantasy Be blind to myself to idolise The alternative to real world Is just time for me and a fantasy I’m blind to myself to idolise
2.
From a fall I hored the word conviction And the thrill to the swell is in your golden touch But the flesh is weak and without reason So I slave to your beat and sword for all time God give a little love, bring me back a dog in the next life God give a little love, wanna be a dog in the next life When you strike with soul and quick precision I am smacked by a nervous twitch and cold desire They say the wretched get their kingdom Bring it on, it’s my time, let’s go, we all die God give a little love, bring me back a dog in the next life God give a little love, wanna be a dog in the next life The trouble is me, you
3.
Pay no attention to obedience Burnt kids and wishes fixed and forgotten for my self-defence We all want to fuck ourselves and rape the world So the art of a cult will prevail In vanity, not god, not love Oh no, we can’t leave it alone Oh no, we can’t leave it alone Because the negative sex was born into a bloodline The negative sex is power for a lifetime Show man the mix and the alternative It’s all ammunition for the gender bend and the bedroom twist They say that the fashion’s just not feminist But the sweet and the turn-on sits In the laps of the girls with the balls and the hits Oh no, we can’t leave it alone Oh no, we can’t leave it alone Because the negative sex was born into a bloodline The negative sex is power for a lifetime Sex for a lifetime
4.
They pull our strings The animals The blind that breed the hate Under their wing We’re scientists We swallow what they fake For all you lonely boys I will be president In all you sons of men I can be accident Most fall in line They do the dance And salute the safest name Bored with their lives Grind, socialise And throw all the beauty away For all you lonely boys I will be president In all you sons of men I can be accident
5.
Mercy (Live) 06:03
Mercy – well I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me Mercy – I’m frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me Mercy – when I’m nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free Now I sleep free You’re my toybox and my memories When I smell your skin you just make my whole world weep I’m at your feet Mercy – when the grey turns to black and the wave’s on my back you make me smile Mercy – it’s the trauma and martyr you crush into pleasure and downtime Mercy – it’s the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline You’re my lifeline I’m the idiot to your poetry When you burn you bleach everything and all I need Is at your feet Mercy – are the licks and the lips of temptation just tricks not for playing? Mercy – are you the camera suck gun slut to headphone fuck holes in my being? Mercy – are you everything which put the sex into bitch or just faking? Do you fake it? So I celebrate your chemistry If you bond with me, I could make your whole world sweet I’m on my knees
6.
Who put the mess in your head Filtering the sense of all you could have said? Who stole the words from your mouth So twisted in contagion, and reaching out? If this is the lullaby then Why am I not sleeping easy? If you leave me alone, I will come home Dragging my tales behind me Sweetheart, they’ll hang me out to dry When nothing is left There is always us If I could sing you to sleep Lay you down and pray that you’re a soul to keep I would be all that you need Wider eyes oblivious to everything
7.
Do you pay for your crimes? Does the punishment fit or drag your style to zero? You’re nothing till the weekend If you think that you’re the thrill Take a look at your life, you kneel before your heroes You’re nothing till the weekend Could you care for the blind? Tell me all in all they’re just your kind of zeros Something for the weekend And if you think that you can spell Make a list of the cunts you’d send to hell and send them Send them on the weekend Echo echo, I know it’s a sin to kiss and swallow Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Do you care for the blind? Tell me all in all they’re just your kind of zeros Something for the weekend And if you think that you can spell Make a list of the cunts you’d send to hell and send them Send them on the weekend Echo echo, I know it’s a sin to kiss and swallow Echo echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Are you listening? Now, in the narrower sense I can hold you down By candlelight with indifference Let the comfort stop I love you on your right side It happens The promise is broken The reason is let go It happens Are you listening? I know it’s a sin but tell me it happens
8.
And if you’re hurting, I will replace the noise with silence instead Flushing out your head If you like it violent We can play rough and tumble, fall into bed And I won’t breathe so you can recover When you’re in pieces Just follow the echo of my voice, it’s okay Tune into that frequency Don’t fight your reflex Embrace the instict you can feel your way Through the burden we face in the end ’cause it breaks my heart That we live this way I know people need love But people never play the game And we talk the talk We communicate But then people need love And those people never play the game Pleasure for pleasure A tease is consequence enough for a fall But I know you love to take the risk The past is weakness Don’t beg the question when the answer is war There are moments when I’m overcome ’cause it breaks my heart That we live this way I know people need love But people never play the game And we talk the talk We communicate But then people need love And those people never play the game And it breaks my heart People need love
9.
Her mother said if she couldn’t love The physical way a woman should Then where else could she could go Where the sisters and the fathers can’t save her soul? Send them in, see them on If she can’t find a lover she’ll fashion one Imaginary man Like the burnt out poets in the Hinterland The hourglass sees what shelf-life does She asked exactly: Tell me what is love But breathing life alone? And just the words from prophets and religious shows Imagine hurt, imagine tears She opened up until she disappeared And vanished hand in hand With all the long lost children locked in Neverland The phoenix says – Burn for me The double says – Lie for me The serpent says – Beg for me The siren says – Die for me Why use the word, when the word needs the belief?
10.
So you came like a missile Falling on my head with the black sky Think you’re giving but you’re taking my life away Then you came with your breeze blocks Smashing up my face like a bus stop Think you’re giving but you’re taking my life away Like the drunk you convinced was sober You keep me falling over Think you’re giving but you’re taking my life away With the best of intentions You tried to give an ocean directions Think you’re giving but you’re taking my life away So you came like a missile Leaving me the whole world in exile Think you’re giving but you’re taking my life away
11.
He takes your face and positions it to take your mouth You bite, you bite to excite yourself He wants the colour of you to wear and feel alive And you bite, and I’m awake and I’m the slave tonight You lie, you lie to spare my life You needed it, he tasted you inside out Say it Your joy, your joy is my low So you wash yourself to start again Your joy, your joy is my low When you crack the whip I crawl again You shift the play, push the curve to sit between your thighs It’s a sign, it’s time to exercise the lines You want the double cut through to wet, invade and slide So you slide, and I’m awake and I’m the slave tonight You lie, you lie to spare my life You needed it, he tasted you inside out Say it Your joy, your joy is my low So you wash yourself to start again Your joy, your joy is my low When you crack the whip I crawl again

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released November 14, 2008

All music & lyrics by Chris Corner

Performed by Chris Corner, Janine Gezang, Dean Rosenzweig, & Tom Marsh live on 29 July 2007 at the Agnieszka Osiecka Music Studio of Polish Radio, in front of a live audience for Polskie Radio Program III.

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