Lyrics Razzmatazz

Seen a Scene

I don’t really want, to make a scene

I told you it’s true

we all like to dream

I told you

it’s true we all like to dream

You tell me you’ve been good to her

I know you fairly well

the good love their enemies

more than they love themselves

I told you, it’s true

we all like to dream

I told you it’s true

we all like to dream

Knots and Bolts

Little old lady with the world gone wrong

and an apple and arrow head

collecting wishes from the days of old

when no one was left to beg

we were three when we were free

one died, one racked up debts

she made it know that the one who lives

is the the one who lives passed death

she’ll sing ballads in the microphone

when the band has played its set

crazy ballads in a tenor moan

like prayers to tame regrets

anybody talkin’ snaps around and

takes in their breath

it’s like the devil’s little sister’s moan

and lifting up her dress

Trails

Four nights in the middle

four nights and you can’t get love

four nights with your head up

you take it in cus you can’t take it out

trails are buzzin

don’t tell me to seperate

for finding your level

for fame for the fortunate

for keepin your head up

you take it in cus you can’t take it out

trails are buzzin

don’t tell me to seperate

Good to be a Liar

wait, that’s no lie

that’s no lie

wait, til the morning sun/comes

wait, til we get one

Honey

I don’t need no time

I don’t need no money

all I need is you, wrapped up in blue velvet honey

I don’t need no book

I don’t need to look, all I need is you, you, you, you

honey

Kevin’s in the eiffel tower

Jerry’s in the lot

Mac the man manipulator, playing the guitar

the sun sets upon all who rise the city’s sound asleep

there might be a thousand people only one I need

Honey

I don’t need no time

I don’t no money

all I need is you, wrapped up in blue velvet honey

Nudity

There’s nothing like begging in the dark

with nothing to show and nothing to offer

hang a hat on stolen memories

pave the path you choose and pass it on

sweetheart where’d you go? to where the west winds blow

there she goes lost in reveries, craving danger walkin on air, thin as a feather

going, gone, in to the ages

shy she was a hide away, prisoner of night and day

better be known as a stranger in the dark

she she was a hide away

prisoner of night and day

better be known as a stranger in the dark

I don’t mind when you say that you’re loving for another reason

There’s nothing like ending where you start

you writ what you wrote in a daze of reactions

take a trip up 7th avenue, tip the ingenues with all you own

sweetheart play the part from crane to crone

walk on empty streets, the wild rover, talkin fair, lighter than heather

gone with the changes

St André

two times, you’ve got singular tracks

try to entertain yourself on the back of the road

three times you’re saved instead

you sing for gods but you spend your days waging bets

pleased to see through the eye of a sinner

I’m gonna bet you that the waters will overflow

five signs flashing in the flood

you ask the seer if you can see her again

six tricks won’t get you in

you need an idea that in spite of you will win

pleased to see through the eye of a sinner

I’m gonna bet you that the waters will overflow

Nice Time

Have you had a nice time?

I don’t remember your name

Have you had a hard time?

well it all works out the same

How could we ever be apart?

you know that I was just fakin

two lovers from the start

it’s been a long time since I wanted more

Well on and on, on and on, on and on

without truth you’re happy

well on and on on and on on and on

you’ve got weight to carry

now you’re thinkin of the ways to go, after you die

you can’t pawn your living

yeh someone else will come through to save you at just the right time

not so hung up and searching for words

give it up

Didn’t I get through?

didn’t I

Didn’t I get you?

didn’t I

Didn’t I get through?

didn’t I

Didn’t I get you?

You gotta lotta love

you gotta lotta love

you can’t help yourself

you’ve gotta lotta love

The Master

West winds entertain hours

shop shells exchange for showers

shock value exchange for the same sane way

customs officials who dance in the rain

checks and boarders balance the mind

the social clock ticks in anti social time

red door knocked down for order

the morning breeze blows through an open corridor

you change the faces while the frame remains

you're counting nights until the end of your days

false idols don't seek no praise

true worship is in human exchange

Scandals handle all the scabs of the earth

while murder occurs a mother gives birth

the living write off the dead with each page

the restless seek while nature remains

Said we're living in a foreign town

we're living in a foreign country

we're living in a foreign town

we're living in a foreign country

You shake a pen and the world starts to bend

the reeds of hunger are man's only friend

you heard of the tectonic electronic bubonic plague

well the whole world's got the fever so you better be brave

the whole world's got the fever so you better be brave

the wolves of luck are stuck upon melting planes

it's good to be normal but it's bad to be strange

an axe man picks a lock with a steel tooth pick

said there's oil in the meadow and he wants to get rich

love is not with him though he fears the poor

time is his master, it knocks on his door

friends aside he left behind to fight their own wars

so without things of worth what good is money for?

Move over christie a man's in your way

love gloved a fickle hand but shakes the same

the symbol of the saviour stopped you from being saved

said the only thing that's constant is constant change

truth in her armour sparked joan of arc

she followed the day until the day got dark

she said 'when the eternal ring rounds its mark

I'll return to ashes the same substance as art'

King of Kings

Count the candles waving coming in from the cold of the night
The battle’s on the town square, no one’s wrong no one’s right
Love is in the cross fire possessors are looking to fight
Even in the darkness we are guided by the ancient lights

Dreamers diving in the waters, sleeping to wake up their lives
Fires over yonder hills, nothing’s black nothing’s white
Colors in the open eyes, see it even if you’re disguised
Between life and death I see that there’s nothing to hide

Slipping in to surrender, senseless in the scenes of the time
Heart beats in the underground pumping blood pumping whine
Ages of the innocents masquerades devils and dice
Rolling now to bet you off, help you on your own demise

Oh I’ve been living in a long dream
Come come come to find out out
No, no one can take me
Home but myself

Oh I sing as I learn to see
The sun’s held by no one
Come out from your learning
Run, run with the clouds

Love, love can not conquer me
Love is one
or it is none
and no one is going to be the king
in the kingdom come

Saltimbank singing on the stage under northern lights
The camels bringing good news through the dunes to the choir
Sun rise in the south where tramp’s mouth is opening wide
I never could tell if he was going to laugh or cry

Red boots by the bar bells, blood in the swan’s silver lake
Gum trees dripping amber, flames behind every gate
Wind blows through the black vines, whispering to meet your fate
Water rises in the east, the rest of us will have to wait

Take the symbols off the plot, put them in the den of the damned
Steal the sacred secret and throw it to the pathways of chance
and you go, and you go, and you go

Shams of Tishica

You think I’d be there waiting on my own?
I watched as time went by
I watched the ocean roar
See sun flat faces form themselves
To mirror motion magically
I laugh in places and in others I don’t talk
I let it be

On the other side
There’ll be masks and casts collected by directors
You won’t be satisfied for the way in which they’ll wish to perfect us
You can come inside and hide collect the masks and we’ll begin
The path won’t be bona fide at best there’ll be nothing to win

You think I’d be there waiting
on my own?

Zapata

Child of change
I can’t wait no wait’s worth talking gotta do the walk
Stay the same in the wheel of the game
Run over come back as a rover

Still it’s strange while wide awake
They sell gold at the gates of love
It’s no shame
You can aim in vain
What you catch you’l never know

Mind’s high driving tested to the line
One in a million is still number one

Through the doors you might still want more
When you start you never stop
Child of change I can’t wait
No wait’s worth talking gotta do the walk

Mind’s high driving tested to the line
One in a million is still number one

You can gain what you aim to gain
But what you got you’ll never get
It’s the same through every age
You can turn it off or on

The Lovers

Oh love
Our time has come
All the time that we was moving
Never left us from the start
Who am I to let go?
Will we be leaving our parts again to the next kids who can play them half as well?

There was a terrible beauty to the way that she moved
I felt frozen as I followed her through the door
I used to think that it was me who could choose
But she said I won’t tell you
I won’t tell you again
There’s a look in your eye
That I can’t divine
So are we playing or parting
Is this paradise lost or love starting again?

I won’t choose, you won’t choose me, I won’t choose you
You won’t choose me
I won’t choose between left or right
I won’t choose between black or white
I won’t choose you, you won’t choose me, I won’t choose you
You won’t choose me
We won’t fold the four flush baby
I won’t choose left or right
I won’t choose between black or white

The Furies

Wide awake
Time to move
No mistakes
It’s the truth
Give or take
Up to you
Follow fate
Follow through

Then you get up in the morning time

Set your pace
Choose your root
Keep a face
Win or lose
Love or hate
Up to you
Go or wait
What’s to prove
You can’t lie, lie, lie, lie
Make or shake
Nothing new
Wide awake
That’s the truth

Then you get up in the morning time

Fire Fire Fire Fire

Field of wolves, four clovers and bulls with your lover
Chestnut eyes a surprise that she acts as stands
Serendipity pitied the poorest for cover
Hiding ten tanned football players deep in the sand

What you want is what you’ll get
You ain’t seen nothing yet
The field’s ablaze and the city’s wet
I see fire, fire, fire, fire

Dream of dutch, double up your trust with the bankers
Usury killed a poet to plead victory
Mamma eyes got lies as wide as a desk clerk
Working boss call the cops
I see history

Can you tell me is it over yet?
Can you tell me is it over yet?
Not in my time, not in my time, not it in my
Three hundred checks to shift your seat in the sun
And you wake up finally finding out who lost and who

Tramp through low tide looking to chime Chinese bells
He who doesn’t ring is certainly going to hell
Three Fifthed four thumbs, thumbing through the threads of the war
Simply sandy, god knows the news is a bore

please me
please me

Mercy

Jig saw jackaranda saw man to the moon
Don’t you think the stone pilot flew too soon
You see gum in the slum with his tin cans and shackles a shaking

Sun gets high but it sets real low
See the same circle spin around before it goes
She said change can be chains
I said don’t I know it baby?

From diamonds to dust you know how empires rust
I saw reason in the clutches of the pull and push
While they plainly make the present a gift not a given

Pick up the pieces put together a plan
If you fail to win the game, start a revolution
You can’t pretend that you want what you just don’t understand

Solve the scene said I said some things are simpler than sand
The sea shells don’t have the ocean at their command
The secret’s not in the left nor the right hand

Come around to the butler at the bag end of chips
He said I’m all in though I’m not out here to win
I just wanna make sure I take what I give

Eye on You

Here’s the frame, where you go? in the sight of your sounds
yes you know, I’m the sultan of saints
I was there when you walked outside of yourself
and I was there to put you in place
and you’re caught in the middle we’re all caught in a riddle
written out our dreams
hear the priest of the people who call to your needs but their calls are not what you need, it’s your head yes you see?

and you drum and you drum, thinking wars are won
with the click of insanity’s flames,
who’s the hero with the loud talking voice out of choice
or is it just heralds hawking for fame?
and the bad one’s burning pictures too
mind’s in another room, man you’re far away from your fate
every kid with a key to unlock his own city will first have to go by the gate
yes indeed, it’s your fate

and you win, when you know of the sight in your sounds, so it seems, I have come to again, to accept what I see is not what I need, what I need’s to be not pretend
In the dip of a dream when the start is the end and you wind up talking in to the wind
Seems it’s not what you say but it’s how long you wait
for the magic comes in the end, yes my friend, in the end

Strike up the Band

Strike up the band
on the stairways of songs
say you won’t make pictures of numerical minds

On the backs of priests
cross the slalom of streets
where we’ll whip em’
just to get em’
to leave like a tree

We’ll say you’ve gained a touch of grace
just to live in disgrace
setting fire to the pyre
leave the riches in stitches

Meanwhile millions of dollars
and brawlers, clogging and talking
stlll the priest,
he thinks you’re a liar

We’ll say you will when you won’t
when there’s will in a million
matter motions to magic
magic mirrors the light

For a sage sits surrendered beyond all preconception
about today or tomorrow
or what’s borrowed or stolen

While the kids come to dance
wars with guns and finance
puts the powder to the mouth of a million men
meanwhile movies of matchsticks
puts the truth in to brackets
here the the sheik
will set you on fire

The Kalkota Song

I’m waiting

For the world as I desire

I’m waiting for the world as I desire

What may come as seemelessly to the veiled many missing life’s honesty

I’m not closing my eyes

Pretty baby

There’s a world for you to see

with truth equipped

You will feel their grip

but unharmed you will break free

I’m waiting

For the world as I desire

I’m not coming home, a home I left not long ago

I’m not coming home, a world of mine I used to roam

On the streets it’s this bleak heat that bothers me

Cast off my jacket, gonna up the bracket

I’m waiting

For the world as I desire

She’s gonna show up yeh yeh she’s gonna show me

They’re begging for more, yeh yeh well don’t you know me

I’m not the man for me

So not to heed your fall, dying eyes is all I can see

Or I could hear when you’re alone music mind mapping my soul

Or i could see birds fly by breeze kiss the earth down on my knees

But don’t make me feel so unkind

Hold this letter to yourself

But don’t make me feel so unkind

Pass by stolen lives with your eyes wide shut

You got a hole in your soul and you claim that you want it

Yeh, yeh that you want it

And I hold this so closely.

could you promise me that, could you promise me that?

Could you?

Honey Bee,

You’re the last one here to see

All the world of my desires

Honey Bee,

You can struggle, flutter and flee

From the world of my desires

I’m waiting…..

LIMELIGHT

Would you carry a heard?

Or let a fox mind your hens?

These funny people are stalking me

So would you let your unsung bird get the word?

Stand up and act absurd

Go to the devil to make amends

Hold your sweet breath for now you’re free

You’ll make a heaven out of the underworld

No marry don’t look

Marry don’t lie

Marry’s got her big hair like some lost summer’s child

Would you fly through the air?

Tell me if all them maps are correct

You flew to the sun that’s great god’s stun gun

And now you’re drowning and nobody cares

I’m glad you’ve got your place

I’m sure that you’re content and happy there

Numbers the one, child play’s frantic fun

You’ll play card games amongst death’s bold stone cold glare

But marry don’t smile

Marry don’t cry

Marry’s got her big hair like some lost summer’s child

Cold gold’s musky myrth

Won’t you fret about something alive?

Go build your buildings on life’s busy race

But you’ll be tongue tied to say something of worth

But marry don’t smile

marry don’t cry

marry’s got her big hair like some lost summer’s child

Galilee

On the stand for your stolen beliefs

Who paid the preacher to forgive and give the gift to kiss

the select few from Schindler’s list?

I told you between fog horns through mysts

The lighthouse eyes the boats in motion slowly croaking in the arms of the ocean

It’s a commotion

In their sinister line

Man defeats man

While the blind lead the blind

Give me a potion

A devotion of kinds

Where the token is human

And not chalice of malice

go ask alice

So don’t be late

When they call from the scroll

Who’s the taciturn manipulator freeingyour soul

So I got to admit

That the Pharisees slipped

In to the sinking sand

They’re grabbing and slapping the coins from beggar’s hands

Forsake my senses who’s the fake

Fixing and twisting this game

Who’s debating other’s fate and stealing your reason

Who’s this maker and shaker

Breaking the laws that I laidout to protect you

From your friends and kids and light skinned and dark skinned

Said the stage hand

Gilgamesh

Pastures of plenty, rolling hills rolling thunder flashing out of my sight

High court masters give me thrills,

And they’ve been talkin’ talkin’ talkin’ –so long

Me me meet me in another life.

We’ll drum a fire to step out of time

Vines entangled let me live

Fire flies are flying flaming all these caves in my mind

Give me somewhere to begin

Give me money, give me fear

Give me feeling

Gimme gimme gimme

Gimme ill be grabbing as i shimmy to the top of the line

Is it too quiet to sing

Or is it death in the attic that’s left me so sporadic

We’re a team boss, team boss, team boss

Chandigar city, nitty gritty we’re all living in this monotony

Riding busses through its hills

And i’ve been jumping, standing, banging, ranting, itching,

turning, panting so long

This bus is out here for the kill

And over cliffed hills we drop

On the left lane won’t stop

And we go crashin’ crashin’ crashin’, skidding black and white

still standing

Am I out here on my own?

Have the film crew left me alone?

Red sky, hills of wind,rustling glass, leaves that spin

Red army, white ghosts, it’s the beauty that boasts.

Can i

Get home

Are you another that will bother to climb higher as your heels

jingle jangle

She’s the queen of hearts and she will make you work so you know what you’re worth

I’m thrown

Trudging grudgedly up hills and it’s hard

As the army thuds by me

And it’s the wind the wind, the hours, the time, the thoughts

Run free

I’m not out here to believe, believe me, believe me, believe me

I don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t

Play with fire

Gone on a magic carpet, flying over these diamonds, gonna get rough cut don’t look back when you want it

Dance of the Demons

I’m not the preacher of songs,
Not the reader of souls
Not the instigating
Masquerading
Man on his own
I’m the seeker who solves
Singing silhouettes
Tripping tricking from left to right
Who’s the sire?

Call the man for a hand
Thrown on to the coast
It’s the blood red staple
Of pride, proud to boast
And though they sing your own song
I believe you
When you stand and stutter, stumble and stall
All on your own
You’re the sire
And though they want to believe you
Though they want to believe you
You’re still breathing on your own
Well their speed’s beyond me
Their speed’s beyond you
I said their speed’s beyond me, sire

I saw the silver thin cloth hang from your heart
Giving up’s the same thing as hardly starting
I’m not here to show you off
Mr. Underdog’s lost
And he’s barking and barking the same tune that he’s humming

Well I’ve told you that I’ve
Never seen the culprit lie
Though his pig hoofs clog on
The road in the night
I saw the demons defeated
Putrid smells getting’ sweetened
Aladdin was dreaming’
When he wished he was sleeping’

When I saw you I ran to your
Arms with one hand
It’s the bitter sweet cleansing
From woman to man
In the afternoon air of blue azure sky
Blanket trails of jumbo jets
Ribbon the sky
The speed’s beyond me
The speed’s beyond me
The speed’s beyond me
The speed’s beyond me

So they said that they could beat you, mistreat you and beat you
Well they beat you and beat you and beat you
And beat you and beat you
Well you’ll beat it and beat it and beat it and beat it
And beat it and beat it and beat it

Well a man once told me you’re living’ a lie,
Pig hoofs on the loose demon dressed in disguise
Well you beat it and beat it
And you’ll beat it and beat it and beat it

It’s only a song….

Elephants of Salvador

High song
Why am I waiting and waiting to wait
Lip sinking slurs curl through parallel worlds
And the curtains draw back in a blaze
I saw the people getting jumpy
Chest pounding and dancing in rage
And though my eyes slowly swam
Drowned the sounds of the clowns
I smiled and I clapped anyway

High song
Please tap when you rap in a cage
Greet me, please me, tease me
Though i’m engaged with gold lions in caves
I saw the circle dancers swirling
Tambourines cut through the maze
If I dare I do spy with my little eye
A voice that can not be named
She told me joker won’t you fly high
Soar swift above industrial waste
Where the dream sequence realed
Black forests of filth, so I fell but I flapped anyway

She told me fly or you’ll die
What precious advice
So I flew away

With the bubble wind…
Gliding with restless ease

Acrobats, Elephants, Stillettos and tents
In the blanket of deep desert waves
She told me joker won’t you fly high
But by now I was so far away
Gliding right to the light
Getting brighter than night
Then I was blinded and forced to awake

She told me fly or you’ll die
What precious advice
So I flew away