Better Blood
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You've got to choose your medicine Choose it very well indeed Say a little prayer for better blood In debt, indeed, in doubt and dead. The fire and the life Fixes me there. My nerves move like the wheat in the wind Some jerk wants to give me wings The Greek chorus wants this blue boy to sing The salt of the earth are called mud And I'm just looking for better blood. These are the things I'm not looking for Open my soul and put out more light I extinguished those bright sparks years ago The steel and the blood Keeping me there. My nerves move like the wheat in the wind. Choose your medicine well indeed Look and say, look and see The changes it has wrought unto me. (Where burning saints crawl) Walk tall! Some jerk wants to give me wings The Greek chorus wants this blue boy to sing The salt of the earth are called mud And I'm still looking for better blood . . . better blood. |
Information: Kiss You Kidnapped Charabanc LP/2×CD (1987/2002) |
A Quick Thing
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I fell out with the night I fell out with the day And I played Kickthecan kickthecan kickthecan ... all that day. I was 8 years old And ancient Stuck around for the ride Red roses and their thorns Grow just for me just for me just for me. Spat on by the sky Kicked by the ground Took a look around look around All the signs of a mis-spent youth Stuck around for the ride back home Red roses and their thorns Grow deep inside deep inside just for me deep inside just for me deep inside. |
Information: Kiss You Kidnapped Charabanc LP/2×CD (1987/2002) |
Sob Story
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Get lost/Don't lie Spit tacks/Wise guy Cast off/Old spells Kiss off/Dumb bells Walk tall/and crucify Cold fish/with dead eyes Take this/Face down In this year of our Lord Hit town and get crowned. Wake up/For good Cut teeth/and chop wood Baby's big deal/Don't come to oatmeal Break down/Hard facts Melt down/Cold cash Split up/World pain Keep faith; And then start again And then start again. Truth time/So spill Hid out/Splitsville Stitched up/and got gone Low down/Heart torn Hit up/and get burnt Don't lose what you've learnt High/Strung/Out/Down Bell's brought me 'round Lead all those hams To a slow death for the swift damned. |
Information: Kiss You Kidnapped Charabanc LP/2×CD (1987/2002) |
Wedding Hotel
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Oh, I wrote my name On the back of your hand I wrapped it in leather And buried it deep in the sand. As you float down the river Down to the sea I'll set fire to the forest It'll burn down on me. And you, you're in your houseboat Me, I'm in my tree Oh, good Lord, baby Ain't it great to be free. Oh, I wrote my name On the back of your hand I wrapped it in leather And I buried it deep in the sand. Oh, I wrote my name On the back of your hand And if I'm to blame You'll find me buried in the sand. |
Information: Written w/ N. Sudden Wedding Hotel 12" (1987) Kiss You Kidnapped Charabanc LP/2×CD (1987/2002) |