LYRICS THE SCIENCE OF THINGS


one : warm machine

i memorise the basics strange faces :: tread slowly for i know :: there's a thousand miles to go :: without blinking gravitate spacewards :: find a home for the head from my basement :: no darkness ever left

this is the night this is the sound :: here comes the warm machine :: such a warm machine

some days are playful making play faces :: but we will not let it through :: the darkness and the sense :: of being bored to lose

this is the life this is the ground here :: comes the warm machine such a war machine

if we never know we can only feel i'll take :: the help i'll take a slide warm alright now :: cos i feel alright i memorise the basics

this is the night this is the sound here comes the warm machine



two : jesus online

whatever she wants from me :: whatever device :: whether in kindness :: whether in spite :: what can i say what can i do :: i can't help myself :: i let the monster through

wherever she sends me :: wherever the plane :: perfect black dress :: perfect grave :: what can i say what can :: i do i did it to myself :: i did it all confused

jesus online :: wires around the world :: feel invincible :: computer car and girl :: to be perfect just like you

whenever she comes with me :: whenever we break :: dress up my apathy pretend we're great

jesus online wires around the world :: feel invincible computer carbon girl



three : the chemicals between us

i want you to remember :: a love so full it could send us always :: i want you to surrender :: all my feelings rose today :: and i want you to remain :: the power of children can amaze :: i'll try not to complain :: i know that's a pisser baby

the chemicals between us the walls that lie :: between us lying in this bed the chemicals :: displaced there is no lonelier place than :: lying in this bed

i want you to remember everything you said :: every driven word :: like a hammer fell to my head

we're of hollow men we are the naked ones :: we never meant you harm :: never meant you wrong :: i'd like to thank :: all of my lovers lovers lovers

the chemicals between us :: the army of achievers :: lying in this bed :: there is no lonelier face :: than lying in this bed



four : english fire

world news, world news :: well you said let's be free :: well you said i'll be me :: death row hearts :: are hard to mend why shoot myself :: for your sins :: all of my love

well you said retribute :: well you said substitute :: burn myself on your bed :: your crown of thorns my crown of lead :: i'll wake up before i drown :: all my love let's be free

we'll hang ourselves by the english fire :: we'll hang ourselves

all my love let's be free :: i'll wake up before i drown :: all my love let's be free



five : spacetravel

they're polishing the government :: resembles a last waltz :: we are the playthings we are the form :: soon it may come since we can rise :: too long since i've seen you :: we move like satellites

my future lies :: in space travel :: she's coming over me

they're burning the tenements :: topless progressive thinking :: political holes got 6 but pray for 7

my future lies :: in space travel :: she's coming over me i employ spies :: to stroll the gravel :: they never want to leave

my future lies :: i'm scared of the government

my future lies :: in space travel :: there's someone after me :: i employ spies in silver tassels :: they never seen that pleased :: my future lies



six : 40 miles from the sun

there is nowhere left to hide :: there is nothing to be done :: no people to be saved :: no pets we've never named

40 miles from the sun :: as darkness craves the mind :: we come undone without our pride :: no time on earth to come :: all the pleasures just begun

40 miles from the sun

in our coats beneath the layers :: wash my skin of all the hate :: we should sleep late :: everything just kind of grates :: 40 miles from the sun

i need to lose to make it right :: i'll confront the stars tonight :: i will babble i will bite :: you'll never know how much you shine

40 miles from the sun



seven : prizefighter

there are days when i fear for my life :: i thinks that's strange :: well that's the waste of you

sun up time now for you to run :: i will always know you :: you're a special one :: now i'm up on this climb, up on this :: climb i won't fade away

the best is yet to come :: sad you're not around :: the best is yet to come :: better get tour feet back in the ground

prisoner or passenger a free man or :: scavenger i'm a prizefighter

who will be there cover when you fall :: we're all chasing something :: how come you never call

i thought you were all beautiful :: it doesn't make sense, sense, sense :: i'm a prizefighter



eight : the disease of the dancing cats

infested, polluted :: 80 tons of mercury dumped in a bay :: it's bleeding there's no proof :: that's no way to treat a good friend :: your whiskey talks louder :: than most things i've read you said :: it situ. in place :: now sit back unwind and relax

big cheese is all greed :: it's all relative what you needed :: happy birthday here's your nerve gas

all the fisherman and their families :: all sickly crumbling cerebellum :: it's all over for urang-a-tans :: looks like they're back on the street again

mistrusted, disruptive :: rape land :: and kill good habitat :: world weary, world broken :: well spent :: and money money money :: injected, transmuted :: 80 tons of mercury :: dumped in a bay :: it's breathing :: it puts the dog :: in the basket

all sickly :: growing sentimental

invaded, downgraded :: your bile lands :: right in my head :: uncalled for, unwanted :: my sinking zero tolerance

it's all over for urang-a-tans looks like they're back on the street again



nine : altered states

living in a cage washing in a bird bath :: sinking in a fish bowl on a broken farm :: i try to never lie i really do :: i wonder if my friends :: will get me through :: conscious of the way as best as we can :: 17 ways to kill a man :: states we've been through

killing nostalgia for future swims :: trash all your bridges :: kill the rock and roll thing :: i want to move on with no complaints

building our walls with yesterday :: might as well shine before you slide :: might as well live before you die :: states we've been through

a whole lot more of emptiness

living in a state of constant changing :: a river of flux for our tasting :: i try to never lie i really do :: i wonder if my friends :: will get me through :: it always seems to rain when you leave :: i try to stem the flow as we bleed :: states we've been through



ten : dead meat

your meat from former days i am your crisis :: blue asbestos in your veins :: i'm your broken fingers :: i've killed you twice i will again :: revenge is eager :: see first you'll crash then you'll burn :: dorothy died for your pleasure :: it's hard to get along :: in this car crash weather

your dead meat your dead meat your dead meat

your dead meat formaldehyde didn't phase me :: i soon returned to track you down :: for your confession :: i'll be your poison and your pain :: i'll be your struggle to be sane :: exploited lament :: and the places you never went

dorothy died for your pleasure :: it's hard to get along :: in this car crash weather :: i'm doing you in tomorrow that's why i'm :: dressed in all this sorrow :: i'm doing you in tomorrow :: i'll burn before i mellow :: dorothy died for you pleasure :: it's hard to get along :: it's hard to get along



eleven : letting the cables sleep

you in the dark you in the pain :: you on the run :: living a hell living your ghost :: living your end :: never seem to get in the place :: that i belong :: don't want to lose the time :: lose the time to come

whatever you say it's alright :: whatever you do it's all good :: whatever you say it's alright :: silence is not the way :: we need to talk about it :: if heaven is on the way

you in the sea on a decline :: breaking the waves :: watching the lights go down :: letting the cables sleep

silence is not the way :: we need to talk about it :: if heaven is on the way :: we'll wrap the world around it :: if heaven is on the way

i'm a stranger in this town :: i'm a stranger in this town



twelve : mindchanger

help me sometime, i need that much :: don't you think it's strange :: how can we turn dust

think it's strange, like really strained :: we'll never run when :: we've got all these broken bones

it's hard to let you go :: but i will make you change your mind

think of me sometimes, i'd never tell :: do you recognise me, :: think that you know me well :: i think you're changing, configurating :: destroyed the lines :: that fed the goods to your heart

it's hard to let you go :: run with the hunted :: as you come :: run with the hunters :: i was one :: but i will make you change your mind

i will make you change your mind



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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