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Gunship não faz parte do álbum, mas está no maxi-single que antecedeu o álbum com 16'45"
Gunship
What Can You Say?
E.'.O.'.D.'.
Symphony for the Devil
Forever
Kill the Christian Swine
City of Dreams
(In Search of) Penny Century
And you kick me down And you hold me down And you turn me around And you feel the heat And you take me down And you kick me down And I feel your breath on my cheek And I feel you touch my hair And you kick me down And you take me down And you swing me around And you hold me down And I see the fear in your eyes And you're near me now And you kick me down And you push me down And you kick me down And you kick me down And I take the knife, lift my throat And I see the fear in your eyes And I see the fear And I know that I've won And you kick me down And you kick me down And you hold me down And you kick me down And I know that I've won And I smile at you And I feel the heat And I know that I'm dead And you're flying above And I taste the smoke coming from your lips And I know that I've won And I take the gun from my hips And I take the gun And I shoot you down And I feel the shot And I feel the blood between my legs And it hurts me now And I feel the heat between my hands And I feel the throb of your death And I fall back on the cockpit floor And I'm flying above And I'm in you now And you know it'll never be the same And I'm in you now And I see my skin getting whiter every minute And I'm in you now And I take your body And I make it my own And I am you And I'm everyone And I'm in you now Take me home
When you see the people come to you Their faces closed, their minds shut down Their eyes an end, the living dead The living hell, the living hell And they stare at you like you're not there They close their eyes and they don't care And you're dying there in front of them, in front of them you fall apart You fall apart, you watch T.V., some stupid clown Tells you the world and how you are You throw up over him, and he drowns like Jimi Hendrix did And all the guys with guitars are telling lies And trying hard to be American.... What can you say? You open up the Sunday Sport and read about the aliens with the biggest tits And how their coming for your mother because she voted socialist She won't do that again, will she? And you eat the apple pie that she was saving up for Sunday 'Cause you're a revolutionary, and you're listening to a friend's tape right now Because you only buy records from Nicaragua, because you can't afford to be a fucking Yuppie What can you say? You always give some money to the people who come round from Christian Aid Because you know they're really nice Even though they've spent at least nine hundred years in killing people But propaganda doesn't affect you, does it, baby What can you say? And a woman comes along and says that she used to be a junkie killing, baby killing, junkie motherfucker But now she's seen the light And she wants the Lord to kill us all with nuclear bombs Because we're evil And you say what a nice person she is!?!?! What can you say? You know that Pagans are the niggers of the modern world (x4) What can you say?
They are, they were, and they shall be again They came, and we are here They sleep now, and we watch for them They sleep now, but they shall return We are their dreams, and we shall wake them We are their dreams, and we shall die We are their dreams, and we shall return through them We are their dreams, we are their dreams Cthulhu f'taghn Without you we would not be Without you we have no will Without you we feel no pain and terror Without you we have no joy You taught us to laugh You taught us to play You taught us to be with you You taught us to be with you Cthulhu f'taghn I come screaming from the depths of space I come to your world of horror I am dead, but I sleep and I dream I am dead, but death can die
We are the ones Better the devil you know than the God you don't We stand on our hind legs We are human We are free, we are free Better the devil you know than the God you don't We don't want your God We don't need your God We hate your God Better the devil you know than the God you don't We are the ones who made the world We are the ones who hold the world We are the ones who walk across the world Better the devil you know than the God you don't We don't work for you We don't play for you We don't slave for you Better the devil you know than the God you don't We will take your love We will take your hate We will take your power Better the devil you know than the God you don't We are the ones Better the devil you know than the God you don't
Do you remember me, I knew you you when you were three Do you remember me, I used to live in poverty But now I'm grown, I've felt the power of your attraction I wanna be with you, I want a piece of the action Forever I won't use force on you, I'll just use lies You'll send me presents, I'll send you spies I won't use force on you, I'll just use love You'll be my puppet, I'll be the hand in the glove Forever You say you'll forget about me, we'll wait and see Your friends will hate you, all you can think about is me You say you'll forget about me, we'll wait and see We'll wait forever, we'll wait forever Forever We could be together for ever and ever Forever Little Miss Parisienne of 1956 I'll take your clothes off, slow but sure I'll smother your body in dollar signs If you'll only be mine, if you'll only be mine Forever When I touch you baby I feel like a hot air balloon I'm burning up inside All things are lights Forever
Every Christian we kill gives us new life Every one we kill gives us one more chance One more chance for a place in heaven One more way to be divine Kill the Christian swine Oh, God send me more lives, so I can touch you So I can feel you, so I can be with you Kill the Christian swine
The rain is coming down like a million drummers The lights are flashing on God's pinball machine It's after midnight, I'm home alone without you Still under the city, still in my dreams Welcome to the city of your dreams Welcome to the city where the streets are paved with shit Welcome to your new home, get used to it An East End squat with a cat and two junkie friends The beginning of your life, coming to an end Welcome to the city of your dreams Welcome to the city where the sun never shines It's always hot down here, but I'm cold all the time We stumble through shit, searching for a slice of our dreams And fight over the crumbs, and fall apart at the seams Welcome to the city of your dreams
Penny, Penny Century I love you, I love you Don't go away, don't go away Never go away, never go away Come back and stay, stay with me Penny Century, Penny Century Penny Century I want to conquer you I'll lift you off the page So you will be with me You will be with me Come to me, come to me Come to me Penny Century Penny Century Marry me, come marry me We will live beside the sea A handful of cliches is all we need All we need, all we need Penny Century And the waves crash over us Holding us, binding us Calling us, wanting us Taking us, being us Penny Century Oh, Penny In search of Penny Century I'll be searching all my life Till the day I die Die in your arms Penny Century