GENE LOVES JEZEBEL- Promise

Upstairs
Bruises
Pop Tarantula
Screaming for Emmalene
Scheming
Bread from Heaven
Influenza
Shower Me With Brittle Punches
Wraps and Arms
Psychological Problems

Upstairs

Upstairs a voice is calling
Must be Mother
Holding me so tenderly
Obviously my lover

Right from the start
She's touching me with
Ecstatically, luminary grace
She's got it

Yeah, yeah here's my heart
Yeah, yeah here's my heart

Momma calls me a name
She calls me the queen
A friend to hold me
A friend to please me
Queen
I see it

Who needs poison girls
Who needs poison girls
I got my Mother
I've got my Mother
We go huh!
We go huh!
I go huh!
We go huh!
HUH!!

Bruises

I am slowly pushing on
Bruised but only waiting
To run run run - away
To run away

You better hide love, hide love, across the water
You better hide love, hide love, you know you oughta

Thoughts that hold me, I'm caught again
What's worse I'm only lingering
To run run run - away
To run away

You better hide love, hide love, across the water
You better hide love, hide love, you know you oughta

No more - No

You're high, you're high above the water
Do you never, never look below
To run run run - away
Run away

Better hide love, hide love, across the water
Better hide love, hide love, you know we oughta

No more, no, no more

No more, no, no more
No more, no, no more
No more, no, no more
No

Hide love, hide love water

Pop Tarantula

There is a man at the top
Who will suck you
Till you drop down to the ground
And you'll hear
oooooh, oooooooh, oooooooh

You're finally counted as a fool
Your _____ around his head

What were you thinking of
What were you thinking of
thinking of, thinking of

Those splif teens
Tarantula Pop (pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
Hogarth's Corner till we drop
To the ground
ooooooh, ooooooh, oooooooh

When you reflect on whose son you are
Watch them put your head

What were you thinking of
What were you thinking of
Thinking of, thinking of

oooooooh, ooooooh

oooooooh, ooooooh

I read it on a wall
In Finsbury Park scrawl
Fill your head with cotton wool
Stop whining
Stop it

Thinking of, thinking of
Thinking of, thinking of

_______
Tarantula pop in our ears
Will you hold your corner
Till you drop
Will you be finally counted as a fool
With your head under the ground,
Under the ground
Underground, underground

Underground, underground

Screaming for Emmalene

Your God may come to touch you
If He needs you around
He may call the undertaker
To put you underground

He come to you tormented
Eased to the brink
A lover leaves you early
A lover will not rise...

You've got to come, you've got to come
You've got to come, you've got to come

Simmering in silence, seeking refrain
It's burning, speak to me, speak to me again

You lie awake tormented
Eased to the brink
A lover has left you early
A lover will not rise...

You've got to come, you've got to come
You've got to come, you've got to come

Come, come, come, come, come

Never wanting, seeking
Never wanting, Never hoping,
Never asking, ______
Never holding, Never preaching,
Never loving, Never hating,
Never wanting, Never reaching,
Never screaming, Never hurting,
Never wanting, Never dreaming,
Never touching, Never moving

No, no , no, no , no

Scheming

And why you smolder away

And why you weeping so

Swore to me that you'd be there
I thought that you ______

I'll lick my wounds, I'll lick again
Did not mean to be emotional

Why?

The blues have come, let's cut them
The reds must rise
?______? cut right through you
This pledge is not hollow

Yeah, scheming

We touch, destroy, we feel the joy we're in ecstasy

Those eyes that spark, they shine so bright for we

Love we lost is the love we leave in our ecstasy
We touch, destroy, we feel the joy, it's meant for we

Cannot keep him down
Down

Why you always weepin'?
Why you always screamin'?
Why you never touch me?
What, so emotional?

Talk to me and walk away
Walk with me and fought again
Did not mean to be emotional
Did not mean to go away

Swore to me that you'd be there
Boxed my ears and said I know
Swore to me that you could share
Did not mean to be emotional

Why you always screamin'
Why you always weepin'
I could not believe
No
Can not believe
No
No hope
No home
No more
No home
No ?_____?
No home

Bread from Heaven

Bread from Heaven

From the depths the mutants crawling,
Sprawling from the caves
And from this land they call our father's
A chorus begs for bread

I heard it called a wilderness,
This desert is man-made
And the creatures mill around, bemused,
Asking who's to blame

If the powers that be
Truly believe in an eye for an eye
And if the punishment should fit the crime
Then the gallows await

Bread from Heaven

Powerless, we are powerless

The ants must climb this towering locust
Bringing it to it's knees
And we should crush this swollen insect
And regain our dignity

Yes, yes - flesh is carved with wraps and chain
and on his flesh the calves of waste

Influenza

Instrumental

Shower Me With Brittle Punches

Shower me with brittle punches
Rain them on me
The time I spent was fruitless
Futile it seems
Huh!
Huh!

But, as I reach so endlessly
The straws are short
Love seeks, there's no speak
There's nothing left

What for, what for

I'm scared, I'm scared, and I'm lonely
(Hanging around, we're tortured by the sound
of failure in our ears, our deaf ears)

Now you push me
Hugging, hustling, hurling all
As we strain the cold
Strangles you and I
Huh!
Huh!

Now, you've reached me,
Now you hold me lifting me again
The simple drums have seized me
I've no choice

what for, I don't know what for

I'm scared, I'm scared, and I'm lonely
(Hanging around, we're tortured by the sounds
of failure in our ears, turn a deaf ear)

Wraps and Arms

This is a funeral for us all, emptiness
There is no love, it's imaginary loneliness
To clutch at the hands that feed
Ooooh - let it bleed

Yes, she kills with words
Her looks alone won't sway
Gives no love it's imaginary
Always this way

Onward with the same mistakes
Savor the pain
Hold me again, I won't delude you
Am I wrong - am I wrong
to say that I belong to you?

Clutching at the hands that plead
Let it be
Concealed in wraps
The odors appeal to me

To touch, rejoice
This is ecstacy
Hold me again
I won't delude you
Am I wrong, am I wrong
To say that I belong to you
To you

This is a funeral for broken down loneliness
This is a funeral for us all this is emptiness
This is emptiness, emptiness
This is emptiness
This is the funeral

Psychological Problems

Turn from me, you're not coping with your problems
Turn away, you bury your head
Sheets may cover you for awhile love
Still you have to face again

I say to you these problems psychological
You and I are lying all the time
Should not sleep, not sleep, not sleeping
Apologize for being alive

Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head
Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head
Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head

Spit and lie
Feign and cry
Scare all
Rise, don't fall
Psycho, pyscho, pyscho, psycho
Be silent!

Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head
Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head
Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head

You got this psychological problem
You're forever crying all the time
Must be more to it than this love
Resigned to consume and die

Bury your head, you bury your head, you bury your head
(repeat to fade)


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