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I am the creator, the violator
Of your natural law
I am pure vengeance, the death sentence
Happy to destroy
Send in the plagues, the flood, send fire
I never tire of misery
I’ll slay your first born, I’ll slay your second born
I’ll make it easy to believe
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
Let’s start with you atheists, a good way to begin

I am, I will, I do, I see

I am the code, the secret road
To your hidden soul
I am the noise and I am the poison
That will take you all down
Here is the pestilence, don’t want to talk sense
To anyone here
I’m not forgiveness, nor am I kindness
Or justice, just fear
I made the world
And I make the rules
You think there aren’t any, you’re fools

I am, I will, I do, I see

Light your candles, bend your knee, lift your eyes and cry again
Why me, why me

No hiding friend, we’re at the end
I’ve predetermined destiny
Too late for prayers, you think I care?
I’m gonna blow you to smithereens
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
Hear it coming, the day of reckoning
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
I’ll still be here after Armageddon

I am, I will, I do, I see

In every generation
I help a nation to fall

Blow the horn blow the horn
Give a voice to all the mournful souls who search to be reborn tonight
Forgiveness like the sharpest knife
Oh G-d inscribe me in the Book of Life
I’ve been hungry since before the dawn

Everybody’s empty but it’s not for food
Everybody’s praying here to be rescued
Examining our sins it’s hard not to conclude
We’re screwed
The worlds in flames these maddened days of black and white
No shades of grey to keep at bay the darkest night
There’s never been a song that could save a life

Blow the horn blow the horn….

Tired and full of uncried tears I still can’t shed
Stored up with the unsaid things we never said
You wanted forgiveness I wasn’t ready yet
Now you’re dead
For all the souls who lost themselves I sing for you
Apart from that there’s nothing more that I can do
And though I know it’s useless it kind of helps me through

Blow the horn blow the horn….

I want to see my children out in the world
Grown into women from little girls
Why didn’t you want that too?
The older you get the more friends you lose
Next year I won’t disappear in fire or flood
Next year I’ll still be here to do some good
I won’t be taken by pills or thrills or wine
I should be doing fine

Blow the horn blow the horn….

She turned round and said, “I’ve had enough
Of sleeping rough I want more from life,
This is not Paradise”
They were sitting on the bus, and heading west
He felt a mess but kind of blessed
Like they were man and wife
They’d first met on one defining evening
When the moon hung low and heavy in the air
And everything around them seemed enchanted
While they held on and laid each other bare

He pushed back his seat and checked the stars
Did life on Mars make more sense than this?
He was kind of hoping she’d reveal a secret stash,
Plan something rash, a mad dash to cash her chips in
But she was saying nothing
He remembered music from his childhood
Tried to hum it with the engine’s low tattoo
He was hoping she knew what she was doing
Cos he realised he didn’t have a clue
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
And if we don’t fall we’re going to fly
To a great height

3am and they’re still on the bus
And all that gloss of taking off
Has worn a little thinner
We know being poor is crap it lays a trap
For every sap who thinks that happiness
Fills you more than dinner
He leant across to be a little closer
She turned her back and shifted in her seat
She was dreaming of another happy ending
And waking up would only mean defeat
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
And if you don’t fall you’re going to fly
To a great height

Only a poor boy with an open heart
Could find himself on top of the world
With nowhere to go but down

He learnt in bible class the world was made
In just six days and on the seventh
G-d stood back to marvel
Then Eve and Adam really screwed things up
And all for what was never worth much
A lousy piece of strudel
He thought about his sleeping companion
All she wanted was to exit gracefully
They had entered from opposite directions
Both drawn by the apple on the tree
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try
Cos if they don’t fall they’re going to fly
To a great height

The bus stops before dawn he feels torn
‘tween what’s behind and what’s before him
The desert is so quiet
The driver fills the tank the diesel stank
He wanders off to smoke a fag
And dream of things he hasn’t tried yet
She’d only offered something that he wanted
A chance to really see things as they are
But his vision’s gone all misty round the edges
And he lets the bus leave him in the dark
It was worth a try, was worth a try
Cos if we didn’t fall we were going to fly
To a great height

The drought broke hard without much warning, it rained, rained, rained
Floods filled the pretty parks, houses and cars float away

First time the water closes over I’m going down
Second time all my sins forgiven
Redemption on the third time down

To Postman’s Ridge, below the mountain, the torrent roared
Covered everything, the devil himself could have done no more

First time the water closes over I’m going down
Second time all my sins forgiven
Redemption on the third time down

Creeks turn to seas
People lost in disbelief
I was held by the tide but now I am released

Close the doors, lock all the windows, it’s wet outside
Turn on the radio, you can pray but I’d rather dance tonight

I been looking out of my window
Late at night
See couples on the street
Distracting me while I’m trying to write
Lovers trying out a slow waltz
I remember that game
Makes me sick to the stomach
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
But nothing tastes the same
No nothing tastes the same

I been hearing all about you
People think I want to know
The phone is off I lock the door
Pretend there’s no one home
But downstairs they’re playing love songs
And drinking champagne
That stuff sticks in my throat
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same

I’m drunk before I drink, I’m full before I eat
I can’t stay awake by day and night times I can’t sleep
And all the sweets are bitter and all the bitters sweet

I been thinking on fallen emperors
And once mighty empires
Tables laid for feasting
Everything they desired
But it all comes to nothing
I know about that pain
When all that’s left is hollow
You don’t care about tomorrow
‘cos nothing tastes the same

Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same
It’s a crying shame
That nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same

Falling at your feet
Coming apart slowly
I kneel before you now
Asking forgiveness for all that I’ve done
Standing outside of Zion

The Lord writes better tunes
I pray for some guidance
My work is rough and rude
There was a time when I heard your song
It rang out so sweetly, and I sang along
And it’s still in my head, playing 1 2 3 1
Standing outside of Zion

Every mistake that I made
I’d make them all over again
‘cos all of those wrong turns and stumbles I took
Let me glimpse perfection

I dreamt the Promised Land
But I’ve lost my way lately
And I don’t know how this ends
There have been times when my faith was strong
There have been times when I got it all wrong
And there have been days when the people were crying
Lord were you lying
Leaving us standing outside of Zion

Too loud, too pushy, too smart, too brash
You’re a schemer, you’re a plotter, you deserve what you get
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone

You’re the headline, you’re the subtext, you’re the reason we’re awash
You’re the other, you’re the other and it’s always your fault
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
Change your name again, find another trade again
Go back to where you came from

You’re a spy, an infiltrator, you’re always underfoot
And where the hell is your messiah you keep banging on about?
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
Shove your moral stances, let go of my finances
No more second chances for you
Take your book for what it’s worth
Your children will wander the earth
Exiled and cursed for what you do

You’re a victim, you’re a whiner, you’re the most vilified
You unite the rest of us to hate that you survive
Pack your bags again, it’s time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
And when you rise in self-defense, build yourself a brand new fence
We’ll force you to recompense your foes
‘cos you keep getting greedier
You own Hollywood and the media
You assimilate like a chameleon but you show
You’re a bleeding hearted socialist you’re a Neo-Con with an iron fist, you’re a
coward and a recidivist
And you think, you think you’re chosen

It’s just a prayer
Don’t expect too much
You weren’t there
Are you ever there at all?

Heard a siren
Mistook it for your cry
I ran to find you
I’d forgotten that you’d died

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

I took a walk
The wind was blowing from the south
I can’t get warm
And I can’t hold you close
The cracks in the stones
The hand written notes
The sound of prayers
The stories of ghosts

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall

Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
There was no way on
The desert shifts and moans
As it shrouds the sun
The dust is in our mouths
This dream is done

It’s just a prayer
Some old sad words
Sung into the air
I pray somewhere you heard

Outside my window sits a stone statue
A boy dressed in lichen his head in his hands
Under the maple, dead leaves all round him
Reminds me of you now you’re gone
So many memories, we’re always laughing
Nothing too serious until it was
But that’s not how I knew you
And what I come back to
Is maybe I never knew you at all
Saw you grow child to man
Fearless and deluded
I used to know you
But who the hell were you?
To leave us all living
To cry at your graveside
Just a stone statue I never knew at all