Read (Discography): 17 Dec 1985 Paradiso, Amsterdam
(Please note: lyrics taken from studio albums. Live versions may vary.)
Cheeking Tongues
Oh, what gets revealed in the inland sea
Eels in lungs, a mystery
Begin to pull in and out then stomachs wail
For what went astray, for what went astray
Oh, that cheeking tongue
Oh, that cheating lunge
Were you there? Were you there?
Were you there? Were you there?
It's all history
Delirious vandals struggle with metres
A cheek tango with litres
Witch fits and almost sick half-track associations
Appear on parade, appear on parade
Unrefined, the final scam
It didn't rhyme, it didn't matter
A soundtrack for your silence
Insincere
Kidney Bingos
Natural splits sunburn jets pride marks smart bets
Strikers luck pitch backs heap tips pit slacks
Dressed pints demon shrinks bread drunk dead drinks
Stretch clubs models box draw skin black shocks
Money spines paper lung kidney bingos organ fun
Flag stunt rock stone dole axe crash dive
Breath thrift take speed double take weekends
Skull row drugs hall colour bars sex calls
Sparkle finds rented rings pretty things clipped wings
Gold street spy fleet scandal food poor treat
Fire run club gun rule mob burn some
Bomb time pop crime stock frame steady climb
Fresh name donor game fair meat all the same
Over Theirs
Something snapped, over and over
Something snapped, over the horizon
Something burst, over and over
Something burst, just out of sight
Like a rope on the border, over and over
Like a damn on the boundary, just out of sight
Over and over, just below the skyline
Over and over, just out of sight
Something broke, over and over
Something broke, over the way
Something dropped, over and over
Something dropped, just out of sight
Over and over, just below the skyline
Over and over, just out of sight
Over and under, under the sideline
Over and under, just out of sight
Madman's Honey
A grand mute proof at Nemrt Dag
That man's as mad as a hatter
How does it feel when it's revealed?
You've reached the living end
Master cut the stone out
My name is Lubert Das
Abandoned now as the grass grows out
Of the head and groin of the dome
How does it feel with one turn of the wheel?
You reach the living end
Master cut the stone out
My name is Lubert DAs
A far-u ranch at Ufra Charin
Fish ponds and a madman's honey
How does it feel, is it hard to conceal?
When you reach the living end
Ambulance Chasers
Ever creeping and climbing
The dogs keep on griming
F——ing and sliming
No sense of timing
Anytime is all right
For what they've got in mind
Watch the front
Watch your behind
When they come
Arse sniffing
Wanting to kiss and make up
So terribly cut up
Oh, so terribly cut up
Oh, so terribly cut up
Advantage In Height
A brief Bombay, Colossus encounter
A holy rolling, rhino blessing
Two men in white, an advantage in height
In appearance unique, in action delivers
The light fades, the sun never never sets
A: a double blow, B: an immortal being
A creator lover, a bee-driver
A therez wipe-out, a therez wipeout
Come Back In Two Halves
I catch the word, don't refrain
Oh no, it's not the same
In two halves but quickly growing whole
It's not the past again
In double figures for the first time
Oh no, it's not the same
There may be a story to be told
But it's not the past again
It's time to get out now
Everybody loves the mystery
Everybody loves their history
It's not my problem now
Everybody loves the mystery
Everybody loves their history
Implications, back and up
Oh no, it's not the same
In two parts and waiting to be told
That it's not the past again
In time and sequence, paraphrased
Oh no, it's not the same
In two halves but quickly growing whole
And it's not the past again
Drill
Are you level? How's your trim?
Do you rotate, eddy, or spin?
Are you game? What's your trick?
Do you vibrate, bounce, or tick?
What's your cut? Are you correct?
Do you detour, bend, or stretch?
We're milling through the grinder, grinding through the mill
If this is not an exercise, could it be a drill?
How's it with you? What's your form?
Your outline, shape, or form
How's your price? What do you cost?
Your value, profit, or loss
How's your skull? Does it fit?
Is your mind free, empty, or split?
Drill drill drill
Dugga dugga dugga
A Serious Of Snakes
It looks serious, is that a paper I see in your hand?
Then a pause for a German phrase: "Nie wieder nie wieder, nie wieder nie wieder"
Never again, none of your lip, y'tulip
Y'tulip, y'pea-brained earwig, y'punk, y'silver-tongued shnake
I'd rather make furniture than go to midnight mass
Y'tulip, y'pea-brained earwig
Y'punk, y'silver-tongued shnake
He's a genius in research, I simply fell in love, I've got your ZIP code?
Overthere USA, green-turbaned angels annex the right bank
Baby, in a shambolic sideshow they abandoned the baby
The baby trained, baby returns, baby kills Mary and Joseph
Talk about laughing, I might have defeated cancer, or so they say
Electrocuted, I was transformed into a foot soldier of the good general
Passionate for knights in the heart of ancient Persia, fearless to go forth
Fearless to adapt, then blow to pieces
Please send your God my very best wishes. Does He still sing?
Does He still fish? Does He still help you on your days off?
Don't stopping that dripping, I prefer the old tortures
It's only when you stop that I feel it
When you lose the ship, it's like losing a part of you
I have a sense of my exposure, it's all on the neg.
I try to use 2 instead of 3, ah, but I have secrets
And there's a story in me, it starts
Dot dot dot dot dot dot
Up To The Sun/A Vivid Riot Of Red
I hire an idiot to flood
A canvas in a riot of red
I hire an idiot to flood
A canvas in a riot of red
Up to the sun shall go
Thy heartache in a riot of red
Up to the sun shall go
Thy jaundice in a riot of red
May this person go unscathed
And be free of yellow colour
May this person go unscathed
And be free of yellow colour
In the colour of the red bull
I envelop you
Whilst more red planes still fly east
I envelop you
After a dawn of anxious waiting
To swim in the streets is scintillating