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@ALBUM: My Aim Is True


@SONG: Welcome to the Working Week.

Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
And you can have anyone that you have ever desired, 
All you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why.

Welcome to the workin' week.
Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you.
Welcome to the workin' week.
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it.

All of your family had to kill to survive,
And they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive.  
But if they knew how I felt they'd bury me alive.

Welcome to the workin' week.
Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you.
Welcome to the workin' week.
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it.

I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's alright, when you only read about it in
 books.
Spend all your money gettin' so convinced that you never even bother to look.
Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land,  
Why d'you wanna be my friend when I feel like a juggler running out of hands?

Welcome to the workin' week,
Oh, welcome to the working week.


@SONG: Miracle Man

You never asked me what I wanted.
You only asked me why.
I never thought that so much trouble
Was restin' on my reply,
I could say it was the nights when I was lonely
And you were the only one who'd come.
I could tell you that I like your sensitivity,
When you know it's the way that you walk.

Why do you have to say that there's always someone 
Who can do it better than I can?
But don't you think that I know that walking on the water
Won't make me a miracle man?

Baby's gotta have the things she wants.
You know she's gotta have the things she loves.
She's got a ten-inch bamboo cigarette holder 
And her black patent leather gloves.
And I'm doing everything just tryin' to please her,
Even crawling around on all fours.
Oh, I thought by now that it was gonna be easy,
But she still seems to want for more.

Why do you have to say that there's always someone 
Who can do it better than I can?
Don't you think that I know that walking on the water
Won't make me a miracle man?
Oh yeah

'Never given you a bad reputation
Just because you've never been denied.
You try to say you've done it all before.
Baby, you know that you just get tired.
Yet everybody loves you so much, girl.
I just don't know how you stand the strain.
Oh, I-I'm the one who's here tonight,
And I don't wanna do it all in vain.

Why do you have to say that there's always someone 
Who can do it better than I can?
Don't you think that I know that walking on the water
Won't make me a miracle man?
Oh yeah

A miracle man (repeat & fade)


@SONG: No Dancing

Oh I know that she 
Has mad a fool of him,
Like girls have done so many nights before,
Time and time again.
But he's so strange.
I don't know why,
But somebody, somebody has to cry.
There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.

There's gonna be no dancing,
There's gonna be no dancing,
There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.

Now he's telling her
Every little thing he's done;
Once he glanced at the jackets of some paperbacks.
Now he's read every one.
He's such a drag. (He's such a drag.)
He's not insane.  (He's not insane.)
It's just that everybody 
Has to feel his pain.
There's gonna be no dancing when they get home.

He's getting down on his knees.
He finds that her brother's not so easy to please, oh, oh
After all, his nights were just a paper striptease.
She's caught it like some disease.

If he says "No dancing",
There's gonna be no dancing,
There's gonna be no dancing on my own.

She can't even speak to him. 
He can't face her now.
He says "Even though I wanna shake your hand,
All I ever do is bow.
So know you see
How can it be?
Why can't you give me anythin' but sympathy?"

There's gonna be no dancing, (repeat x4)
there's gonna be no dancing on my own.


@SONG: Blame it on Cain

Once upon a time, I had a little money.
Government burglars took it long 
Before I could mail it to you.
Still, you are the only one.
Now I can't let it slip away.
So if the man with the ticker tape, 
He tries to take it,
Well this is what I'm gonna say.

Chorus:
Blame it on Cain.
Don't blame it on me.
Oh-oh, oh, it's nobody's fault,
But we need somebody to burn.

Well if I was a saint with a silver cup
And the money got low we could always heat it up
Or trade it in.
But then the radio to heaven will be wired to your purse.
And you can run down the wave band,
Coast-to-coast, hand-in-hand.
Bad-to-worse, curse-for-curse,
Don't be dissatisfied.
So you're not satisfied.

-chorus-

I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town
I think I'm going insane from talking to myself for so long.
Oh but I've never been accused.
When they step on your face, then wear that good look grin.
I gotta break out one weekend before I do somebody in.
But every single time 
I feel a little stronger,
They tell me it's a crime. 
Well, how much longer?

-chorus-

Blame it on Cain.
Oh-oh oh please don't blame it on me.
It's nobody's fault,
But it just seems to be his turn.


@SONG: Alison

Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
And with the way you look I understand that you were not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine 
Take off your party dress.
I'm not gonna to get too sentimental
Like those other sticky valentines,
'Cause I don't know if you are loving somebody.
I only know it isn't mine.

Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.

Well I see you've got a husband now.
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand.
I bet he took all he could take.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
When I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
'Cause I can't stand to see you this way.

Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
My aim is true. (repeat and fade)



@SONG: Sneaky Feelings

Now everybody's breakin' up somebody else's home,
Before somebody else starts breaking up their own.
I get you in my dreams.
You should hear the things you say.
I's not that it's so much fun,
But it's safer that way.

Chorus:
Sneaky feelings, sneaky feelings,
You can't let those kind of feeling show.
I'd like to get right through the way I feel for you, 
But I've still got a long way to go.

Why don't we call it a day, and we can both confess.
You can force me to use a little tenderness.
White lies, alibis,
Now anything but say that it's true.
Now we could sit like lovers, staring in each other's eyes,
But the magic of the moment might become too much for you.

-chorus-

Oh, I've still got a long way to go. (repeat and fade)


@SONG: (The Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes

Oh I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,
That's when I knew that I could not refuse.
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.

Oh-oh.

I was watching while you're dancing away.
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway.
How come everybody wants to be your friend?
You know that it still hurts me just to say it.

Oh, I know that she's disgusted. (Oh why's that)
'Cause she's feeling so abused.  (Oh that's too bad)
She gets tired of the lust,      (Oh I'm so sad)
But it's so hard to refuse.
Can you say that I'm too old,
When the angels have stolen my red shoes?

Oh, I said "I'm so happy, I could die."
She said "Drop dead", then left with another guy.
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance.
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence.

Oh I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
You know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,
That's when I knew that I could not refuse.
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Oh I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.

Red shoes, the angels wanna wear my red shoes. (repeat and fade)


@SONG: Less Than Zero

Calling Mister Oswald with the swastika tattoo,
There is a vacancy waiting in the English voodoo,
Carving "V" for vandal on the guilty boy's head.
When he's had enough of that maybe you'll take him to bed
To teach him he's alive before he wishes he was dead.

Chorus:
Turn up the TV.
No one listening will suspect,
Even your mother won't detect it,
So your father won't know.
They think that I've got no respect
But everything means less than zero.
Hey, oo hey-ey.
Hey, oo hey-ey.

Oswald and his sister are doing it again.
They've got the finest home movies that you have ever seen.
They've got a thousand variations, every service with a smile.
They're gonna take a little break, and they'll be back after a while.
Well I hear that South America is coming into style.

-chorus-

A pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor.
Mister Oswald said he had an understanding with the law.
He said he heard about a couple living in the USA.
He said they traded in their baby for a Chevrolet.
Let's talk about the future now we've put the past away.

-chorus-

Hey, oo hey-ey. (repeat and fade)


@SONG: Mystery Dance

Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill.
He jumped out the window cause he couldn't sit still.
Juliet was waiting with a safety net.
He said "Don't bury me cause I'm not dead yet".

Chorus:
Why don't you tell me about the mystery dance.
I wanna know about the mystery dance.
Why don't you show me,
'Cause I've tried and I've tried, and I'm still mystified.
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied.

Well I remember when the lights went out
And I was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt.
She thought that I knew, and I thought that she knew,
So both of us were willing, but we didn't know how to do it.

-chorus-

Well I was down under the covers in the middle of the night,
Tryin' to discover my left foot from my right.
You can see those pictures in any magazine.
But what's the use of looking when you don't know what they mean.

-chorus-

I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied. (repeat x6)


@SONG: Pay it Back

Stop thief! You're gonna come to grief 
If you don't take a little more care.
You're gonna get more than the family plan
From this one shoestring affair.
I may be crazy but I can't contemplate
Being trapped between the doctor and the magistrate.

Chorus:
One of these days I'm gonna pay it back,
 pay it back, one of these days.
One of these days I'm gonna pay it back,
 pay it back, one of these days.

And then they told me I could be somebody
If I didn't let too much get in my way.

And I tried so hard just to be myself,
But I keep on fading away.
And then the lights went out, I didn't know what to do.
If I could fool myself, then maybe I'd fool you.

-chorus-

I wouldn't say that I was raised on romance.
Let's not get stuck in the past. 
I love you more than everything in the world.
I don't expect that will last.
They told me everything was guaranteed.
Somebody somewhere must've lied to me.

-chorus- (repeat and fade)


@SONG: I'm Not Angry

You're upstairs with the boyfriend while I'm left here to listen. (Angry)
I hear you calling his name, I hear the stutter of ignition. (Angry)
I could hear you whispering as I crept by your door.
So you found some other joker who could please you more.

Chorus:
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry anymore. (Angry)
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry anymore. (Angry)
Ooh, I know what you're doin'.
I know where you've been.
I know where, but I don't care,

'Cause there's a-no such thing as an original sin.

I've got this camera click, click, clickin' in my head. (Angry)
I got you talking with your hands, got you smiling with your legs. (Angry)
Spent all my time in a vanity factory,
Wonderin' when they're gonna come and take it all back.

-chorus-

Yeah, yeah.
Oh there's no such thing as an original sin.
Oh there's a-no such thing as an original sin. (Angry)
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry anymore. (Angry)
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry anymore. (Angry)
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry, (Angry)
I'm not angry anymore. (Angry) (repeat and fade)


@SONG: Waiting for the End of the World

The man from the television crawled into the train.
I wonder who he's gonna stick it in this time.
Everyone was looking for a little entertainment, 
So they'll probably pull his hands off when they find out his name.
And then they shut down the power all along the line,
And we got stuck in the tunnel where no lights shine.
They got to touchin' all the girls were to scared to call out.
Nobody was saying anything at all.

We were waiting for the end of the world,
Waiting for the end of the world,
Waiting for the end of the world.
Dear Lord I sincerely hope you're coming 
'Cause you really started something.

Things got back to normal as the train began to roll again.
We got to the station about twenty minutes later.
The legendary hitchhiker says that he knows where it's at.
Now he'd like to go to Spain or somewhere like that,
With his two-tone Bible and his funny cigarettes,
His suntan lotion and his castanets.

He was waiting for the end of the world,
Waiting for the end of the world,
Waiting for the end of the world.
Dear Lord I sincerely hope you're coming 
'Cause you really started something.

And then the bride, the groom, the congregation and the priest
All got onto the train when we were three stations east, yeah.
Hiding from a scandal in the national press,
They had been trying to get married since they stole the wedding dress.
You may see them drowning as you stroll along the beach,
But don't throw out the lifeline till they're clean out of reach.

Waiting for the end of the world. (repeat and fade)


@SONG: Watching the Detectives

Nice girls, not one with a defect,
Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct.
Red dogs under illegal legs.
She looks so good that he gets down and begs.

Chorus:
She is watching the detectives.
"Ooh, he's so cute!"
She is watching the detectives
When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot.
They beat him up until the teardrops start,
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart.

Long shot at that jumping sign,
Invisible shivers running down my spine.
Cut to baby taking off her clothes.
Close-up of the sign that says, "We never close"
He snatch at you and you match his cigarette,    ?????
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet.
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake.

-chorus-

You think you're alone until you realize you're in it.
Now fear is here to stay.  Love is here for a visit.
They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit.
Someone's scratching at the window.  I wonder who is it?
The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents
Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance.
Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay,
It only took my little fingers to blow you away.

Just like watching the detectives.
Don't get cute!
It's just like watching the detectives.
I get so angry when the teardrops start,
But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no hearts.

Watching the detectives.
It's just like watching the detectives.
Watching the detectives. (repeat and fade)


@SONG: Radio Sweetheart

My head is spinning and my legs are weak
Goose-step dancing, can't hear myself speak
Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls
That settle for the lies of the last chances
When slow motion drunks pick wallflower dancers

You come here looking for the right to glory
Go back home with a hard luck story
I can't hardly wait around
'Till the weekend come to town

Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You gotta hide your love
'Cause that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted

Now when it's late and the night gets colder
Don't lay your head on any other shoulder
Some hire themselves out for a good time
But you and I we have them sold

So I keep on sayin'...

Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You gotta hide your love
Oh that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted

Play one more for my radio sweetheart (repeat & fade)


@SONG: Stranger In The House

This never was one of the great romances
But I thought you always had those young girl's eyes
But now they look in tired and bitter glances
At the ghost of the man who walks 'round in my disguise

I get the feelin' that I don't belong here
But there's no welcome in the window anyway
And I look down for a number on my key chain
'Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday

Chorus:
There's a stranger in the house, nobody's seen his face
But everybody says he's taken my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
But everybody says he looks like me

And now you say you got no expectations
But I know you also miss those carefree days
And for all the angry words that pass between us
You still don't understand me when I say

-chorus-

But everybody says he looks like me


@SONG: Imagination (Is A Powerful Deceiver)

So you're tryin' to make connections
You heard whispers in the hall
She'll be out again this evening
When you come around to call

So you dodge the lady killer
Who came creapin' 'cross the floor
Then you're caught up in a whirlwind
You got blown right out the door

Ah yes, it was a whirlwind
Sweet romance was on your side
Er, if you wanna dance on my face
You must tell me why yer lied

Chorus:
Imagination is a powerful deceiver
When you try to believe her just a little too much
Imagination is a powerful deceiver
I'll go out of my mind if I'm losing your touch

I see the look of recognition
So well hidden in your eye
And your peep-show regulations
That just don't seem to apply

Did I see yer in the circus
In the ring without a hand
Now you think that you can curse us
Steal the show and stop the band

Ah, you can follow your dream
Oh but please don't lead me on
Er, if you wanna bleed? in my face
Er, you were here and now you're gone

-chorus-

I'll go out of my mind if I'm losing your touch (repeat x3)


sSONG: Mystery Dance (demo)

Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill.
He jumped out the window 'cause he couldn't sit still.
'N' to Juliet was waiting with a safety net.
He said "Don't bury me 'cause I'm not dead yet".

Chorus:
Why don't you tell me about the mystery dance 'n'
I wanna know about the mystery dance 'n'
Why don't you show me,
'Cause I've tried and I've tried and I'm still mystified.
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied.

Well I remember when the lights went out
And I was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt.
She thought that I knew, and I thought that she knew,
So both of us were willing, but we didn't know how to do it.

-chorus-

Now I was standing under the covers in the middle of the night,
Tryin' to discover my left foot from my right.
You can see those pictures in any magazine.
But what's the use of looking when you don't know what they mean.

-chorus-

I'm gonna walk right up to heaven dodgin' lightning and rods
I'm gonna have this very personal conversation with God
I'll say "You got the information why don't you say so"
He'll say "Well I been around and I still don't know"

-chorus-

I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied. (repeat x2)


@SONG: Cheap Reward

Oh well I feel so loose tonight I might fall to pieces
So be prepared to sweep me out the door
And I might be horizontal by the time the music ceases
So I think I'll get accuainted with the floor

Oh I was tryin' a get away from the things that I alway do
Hello floorboards once again, how are you?

Chorus:
Lip service, that's all you ever get from me
Well how could you believe I'd take you seriously
With your cheap rewards, your blackmail and your comical rage
You just remember you'll only be the boss so long as you pay my wage

All the sign posts on this road they point one way
Don't act like your above me just look at your shoes
I'll turn the light out now 'cause ther's nothin' more to say
And it's all been lost before, so there's nothin' to lose

Oh, but you could say that you love me very painlessly
I would'a done the same for you, oh but you said to me

-chorus-

Just remember you'll only be the boss so long as you pay my wage


@SONG: Jump Up

Everybody's talkin' like they can't sit down
And lookin' like they can't stand up
It must be the latest style
And they've seen a lot of things that you never see
Back on the mile up to the hanging tree

Some people can't keep their fingers clean
Just click' their heals to the deal of the scene
Tryin' to keep coreen ?????
Until the first edition of last night's obituaries

Chorus:
Jump up, hold on tight
Can't trust a promise or a guarantee
'Cause the man 'round the curve
Says that he's never heard of you or me

No tombstone would ever suprise me
When I'm locked inside a room
About half the size of a matchbox
Got holes in my socks
They match the ones that I got in my feet
I put my feet in the holes in the street
And somebody paved me over
I was a statue standing on the corner
Tell me how else can a boy get to see those pretty pleats?

Candidate talkin' on the radio
From the cheaters' jamboree
He must be their old latest fool
'Cause it's a two horse race and he changes bets
Like it was just another brand of cigarettes

Some people judge and then just guess the rest
They can't understand, it don't mean that you're blessed
They aught to catch the express, next-stop-
Nowhere, that way you can't forget

-chorus-


@SONG: Wave A White Flag

Take off your shoes, hang up your wings
Stack up the chairs, roll up the rug
Savour the things that sobriety brings
Drainin' the last from a jug

But when I hit the bottle there's no tellin' what I'll do
'Cause something deep inside me wants to turn you black and blue
I can't resist you, I can't wait
To twist your lovin' arms 'til you capitulate

Beat me in the kitchen and I'll beat you in the hall
There's nothin' I love better than a free-for-all
To take your pretty neck and see which way it bends
But when it is all over we will still be friends

Chorus:
Wave a white flag, put away the pistol
Too many people just can't get kissed
But if there's nothin' I can do to make amends, baby
Hope you don't murder me

Oh, was it all right or was it OK?
I'll make it all up to you someday
Oh but you didn't have to laught that way
Oh no you didn't have to laught that way

-chorus-

Gee baby, hope you don't murder me


@SONG: Blame It On Cain (demo)

Once upon a time, I had a little money.
Government burglars took it long 
Before I could mail it to you.
But, you are the only one.
Na, I can't let it slip away.
So if the man with the ticker tape, 
Tries to take it,
This is what I'm gonna say.

Chorus:
Blame it on Cain.
Don't blame it on me.
It's nobody's fault,
But we need somebody to burn.
Blame it on Cain.
Please don't blame it on me.
It's nobody's fault,
But it just seems to be his turn

Well, if I was a saint with a silver cup
And the money got low we could always heat it up
Or trade it in.
But then the radio to heaven will be wired to your purse.
Then you can run down the wave band,
Coast-to-coast, hand-in-hand.
Bad-to-worse, curse-for-curse,
Don't be dissatisfied.
So you're not satisfied.

Well,
-chorus-

I think I've lived a little too long on the outskirts of town
I think I'm goin' insane from talkin' to myself for so long.
Oh but I've never been accused.
But when they step on your face, then wear that good look grin.
I gotta break out one weekend before I do somebody in.
But every single time 
I feel a little stronger,
A voice says it's a crime. 
But how much longer?

-chorus-


@SONG: Poison Moon

Cut loose in a nightmare
Cast off in my dreams
If home is anywhere that I can hang my hat
Then it's coming apart at the seams

My luck is hanging upside-down
I try to hold on tight
But money's rollin' outta town
And love slips right outta sight

Chorus:
And these bones, they don't look so good to me
Jokers talk, and they all disagree
One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon

You look in the mirror
I'm sorry but it can't be replaced
You're thrown straight out in that cruel parade
Buttoned down and laced

It starts like facination
It ends up like a trance
You gotta use your imagination
On some on that magazine romance

-chorus-

One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon