1. |
Hello
03:39
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HELLO
hello, hello, hello / hello, hello, hello
I hide here every day
I watch you come out to play
If wishes came true I’d be with you
But there’s still one thing I can do
So hello, hello, hello / hello, hello, hello
They are them and you are they
But some of us don’t get to play
Sticks and stones and telephones
Ring on and on and I’m alone
And no one knows
So hello, hello, hello / hello, hello, hello
Bridges bowing at your feet
Leading you away from me – away from me
My arms are empty, the city’s cold
Locked inside its rigid bones – its rigid bones
So alone
Hello, hello, hello / hello, hello, hello
I’m right here every day
until they say my debt is paid
But one day soon I’ll be with you
And there’s just one thing left to do
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2. |
Nothing to Lose
04:00
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NOTHING TO LOSE
why won't someone write a book and tell me what they would do
c 'mon Bukowski take a look what if it were you? if it were you?
my best friend's girl wants to jump me
some hitchhiker wants a ride
my girlfriend's plane arrives tomorrow
all I want to do is hide
so take me fill me up with booze
and tell me there is nothing to lose
tomorrow takes care of itself
and there is really nothing else ... nothing to lose
so where am I to look for guidance where can I find the cure?
is this all some kind of twisted romance
I wish I knew for sure, I knew for sure
now have you seen old Ann Landers?
I need some answers here and where the hell is Marilyn?
I need a goddess near
so take me fill me up with booze
and tell me there is nothing to lose
tomorrow takes care of itself
and there is really nothing else ... nothing to lose
I really want (I really wanna)
I really wanna have them all
I really want (I really wanna)
I really wish this game was called
(I wish this game was called)
so take me fill me up with booze
and tell me there is nothing to lose
tomorrow takes care of itself
and there is really nothing else
so take me fill me up with booze
and tell me there is nothing to lose
tomorrow takes care of itself
and there is really nothing else ... nothing to lose
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asleep I sleep, I shiver and shake, my dreams are Koda-chrome
I hope I die before I wake like Marilyn Monroe
I found the devil on the beach, tanning as nude as Eve
And I put that devil on a leash so I wouldn’t be afraid
of sex, violence, money, guns and aliens X2
you can’t do this and you can’t do that
and I will never be a beauty queen
but I know that when you bleed you whine for company
so that’s why the mirror's broken and I look like you make me feel
and that is why the Jungle Room made Elvis kind of surreal
like sex, violence, money, guns and aliens X2
so that’s the answer as I see it, then again it’s all I can see
but the question isn’t what you’re asking
and the mirror isn’t asking me
about sex, violence, money, guns and aliens X4
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4. |
Cemeteries
03:34
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CEMETERIES
not one more cup of gasoline in this linoleum cafe.
just bring me a road and a tall glass of wisdom
a lit torch of reason and off I will go.
I'm wandering - through my memory
I'm wondering - is this the cemetery ?
don't send the limo or verbose functionaries,
don't come yourself this has to be mine.
I'm wandering - through my memory I'm wondering - is this ...
don't tell me how you've lived
in just a few short years,
we've all been there before
and you don't impress me dear.
don't answer foolishly
to words that you don't know,
no story-book can save you
oh why don't you go home
I'm wandering - through my memory
I'm wondering - is this the cemetery?
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5. |
Broken
03:14
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BROKEN
crawling to you through broken glass
is just a vision of scars and scabs
cause all I seem to ever get is a broken back and a stack of debts
and when I call you to collect there's an empty room like a movie set. broken mind.
an evening fetish at its fighting weight
I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe
and you won't wait
I'm the broken teeth. I'm the gaping hole.
my mind just snapped, too long alone?
I've raped myself, has Mom come home?
oh all I seem to ever get is a broken back
and a stack of debts and when I call you to collect
I see an empty life on a TV set. broken mind.
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6. |
Turn Blue +++
02:59
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I'd like one last dance
in the desert with you
I'd like one last chance
to see the sun rising with you
The fading night draws us to dawn
and exposes the view
And I look down upon
All that's left of (you)
And the blood in my ears is all that I can hear
And the blood on my hands is all that I can stand
I'd like to plant a Joshua tree
A monument to amaze
Something to show the passion
Something to cover the (pain)
And the blood in my ears has become a definite roar
And the blood on my hands won't wash off anymore
I'd like one last dance
in the desert with you
But this is my last chance
to see the sun rising with you
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7. |
No Machine
04:06
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NO MACHINE
This planet of robots has been built just for you
and you're the only one with your own free will.
Every film and song is really starring you
yeah you'll never die (Jesus was one too).
And there has been no past at all in this universe
just programs to make coming attractions worse.
I am no machine - I love this disease
VCR's and shopping carts are getting your attention
so you can keep forgetting each new resurrection.
And living with your morals
(all that you believe) is unnecessary
(there's nothing here that bleeds).
So astound or horrify, pander or arouse,
I anticipate sunbathing in your Hell.
I am no machine - I love this disease
I am no machine.
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8. |
Killing Me
03:40
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KILLING ME
I'm the killer and you're the jailer
and this doesn't look like the place I signed up to be
this is a motel I don't want to stay in
and I can't seem to find the stairs out to leave
I'm the killer and where is the saviour
cause this is a fine night to die
the dark is scratching on the window and whispering
love brings no peace of mind
why not why not why not why not tell you
tell me tell me tell me
will it will it will it will it kill you kill me kill me kill me
I'm the killer and you're the jailer
and the truth is somewhere you can't get to from here
I've got to get out, I've got to get out,
no door seems right my memory isn't clear
I'm the killer and where is the saviour cause this is a fine night to die
I feel the downpour on my skin and I'm naked - I see the door
I'm alive
I'm the killer and you're the jailer
(and I think that you knew the judge far too well)
every second my life's closer to over
and I'm not planning on rotting in this cell
I'm the killer and where is the saviour
cause this is a fine night to die
the flies are the only things gonna be able
to leave this hellhole alive
why not why not why not why not tell you
tell me tell me tell me
will it will it will it will it kill you kill me kill me kill me
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9. |
Doom'n'X +++
02:42
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children - convenience - wander / cyber - cowboys - pose
death - kulture - stance / neon - racer - rose
Mr. X and Dr. Doom are sitting with me in my room
they've been informed, they understand, it's getting oh so out of hand
Dr. Doom and Mr. X. have just informed me that I'm next
and so you see that it is all the way that it was meant to be
razors - dancing - sparkler / bloody - swollen - black
future - pregnant - plasma / fortune - free - attack
Mr. X and Dr. Doom are sitting with me in my room
they've been informed, they understand
it's someone else's sleight of hand
Dr. Doom and Mr. X. of course informed me that I'm next
and so you see that it is all the way that it was meant to be
Mr. X and Dr. Doom were sitting with me in my room
they were informed, they had to leave, I guess it is hard to believe
yes Dr. Doom and Mr. X. indeed informed me that I'm next
it isn't right, it wasn't me, but you have forced me to my knees
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10. |
Sky-Blue Water
03:25
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SKY-BLUE WATER
I lost my mind today, it fled into the wilderness
where the rivers spin in circles and the fish smoke cigarettes
there is nothing left to me there's nothing left to find
I pledge allegiance to the flag and to this strange electric sign
since I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
I find the chair and then the floor the window's hard tonight
bleeding away memories, erasing so much time
but once I visited a land of magic, light and grace
I held you until you listened then you sank without a trace
and I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
another room is closing now, that sign lives on the bar
no matter how close I get, I cannot touch the stars
and when I wake up bruised and broken in some long-forgotten street
I hear the call of alcohol and make my day complete
since I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
and now I'm drowning in the land of sky-blue water
there's no other way to get free
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11. |
Famous Murders
04:20
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FAMOUS MURDERS
he stepped out into the half-light of the alley,
the blade glinted in a well-kept smile
swooning she collapsed, hair erect on her neck,
as he devoured the thin river of blood
several men waiting to connect become bloody silhouettes
framed forever, on a postcard wall
the infection spreads on out of the body
the infection spreads out into the streets
the infection spreads on into the bodies
the infection has spread and we've caught the disease
insane and crumbling in the bunker,
a leader raised the pistol
to the temple of his people
lining up the crosshairs
he framed himself with history,
and blew a country's face into disarray
the infection spreads on out of the body
the infection spreads out into the streets
the infection spreads on into the bodies
the infection has spread and we've caught the disease
trigger fingers are a cowardly distance,
trigger fingers are a cowardly distance away
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12. |
Sweet Transvestite
03:53
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C'mon you know this one
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13. |
1000 Wasps
04:10
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1000 WASPS
a thousand wasps live in my house
they keep me from doing what they don't think I should
i cannot kill them, they live in the air vents
they make nests and buzz, they live in my house
a thousand wasps live in my head
no one can hear them inside of there
i move away but the wasps always find me
they don't want to leave me, they live in my head
they live in my head
sometimes i fidget and i sometimes scream
i roll around it's the wasps in my head
my home is filthy - i'm knee-deep in wasp nests
but don't mind the mess and please come again
and please come again.
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14. |
Tragedia (Part I)
03:54
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15. |
Lost Again +++
03:36
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I lost my mind today, I heard it found a new address
and everything just spins in circles while the fish smoke cigarettes
I looked high and low for you, I looked ‘till closing time
I found nothing but emptiness and this strange electric sign
and I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
I lost the chair and then the floor, the window's hard tonight
bleeding away memories, erasing so much time
but once I visited a land of magic, light and grace
I held you until you listened then you sank without a trace
and I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
another room is closing now, that sign lives on the bar
no matter how close I get, I cannot touch the stars
and when I wake up bruised and broken in some long-forgotten street
I hear last call for alcohol and make my day complete
but I drowned you in the land of sky-blue water
when you lost your way home to me
and now I'm drowning in the land of sky-blue water
there's no other way to get free
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Bates Motel Vancouver, British Columbia
Bates Motel was the solo project of ex-Annihilator singer Big John Bates.
The band existed
in both Ottawa (with 4 cassette-only releases) and Vancouver.
The TOOM CD sold 5000 copies worldwide, pretty decent for an indie (also released on Tomcat Records.)
A second album was prepared but John destroyed the entire pressing except for 4 songs which became the first 7" for Big John Bates.
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