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See the chains which bind the men
Can you taste their lonely arrogance
It's always too late
And your face is so cold

They struggled for this opulence
See the suns which blind the men
Burnt away so long before our time

The Church - Day Of The Dead

Day of the dead down in Mexico
You ever been on a holiday?
You ever thought that you been here before
You ever been in a desperate way
On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
He hee-haws, stamping his hoof

Our instruments have no way of measuring this feeling,
Can never cut below the floor, or penetrate the ceiling
In the space between our houses, some bones have been discovered,
But our procession lurches on, as if we had recovered

Draconian winter unforetold
One solar day, suddenly you’re old
Your little envelope just makes me cold,

When I was a child
Running in the night
Afraid of what might be
Hiding in the dark
Hiding in the street
And of what was following me

Doo doo doo doo doo doo

June arrives, rumoured days
Days of willing it to be
In the nest futures hatch
It's such a lovely thing to see

Oh my God
Like an angel wound
What fortune

Five o' clock, fade away the shadows
Leaving by the window or the door
And they're laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah they're laughing
Laughing at you every day
Eight o' clock, underneath the lamplight
Slow poison from a tiny little wound

You`re shivering again
After all that we`ve been through
Is that all you can do
I didn`t wanna come here
Now I don`t wanna go
Is there some trick involved with this
As if you would tell me so

Emerald haunt in overdrive
Nightmare descent into Jericho city
Camel dust heralds our arrival
New Christ beneath the drumkit moon
Oh Lord we are threatened again
In the slipstream pull of the federal men
Plummeted in some seamless night
Down here to earth it's hopeless then

Your one and only life
Ripped from the earth with these bare hands
You dare
Question the ritual
Despite continual
Threats of "gonna get you all"

1 law for the officers

You are a paradox to me, a senseless maze
I run around, I'm looking for you all of my days
The more that you want it, the more that you need it
The less that it does
Run out it's rough, too much is enough
And that's what it was
I cannot bear to share you, we can't be alone
You make me drift up and float, and fall like a stone

Too dangerous to keep.
Too feeble to let go.
And you want to bite the hand.
Should have stopped this long ago.
Go now, you've been set free.
Another month or so you'll be gorging on me
With your lovely smile.
I see you slither away with your skin and your tail,

Now chased by the shapes of your vows
Look at the things she allows
Junction fever must have closed down the rail
The gluttunous wind keeps on nibbling the sails
Queueing in the ruins in the wake of the gale it's
Harmony I say
Hear the difference between close and near
The way oaths and oafs interfere

You got no reason to go
I'll make it up, I don't know
You got no reason to stay
Anyway, any day

The flowers down the side of the house this morning
The tiny wheels within the whirl
A date pulled backwards and then left drowning

Here in this desert, beneath the sun and stars
Still troubled by the rumblings of a million distant cars
Please be good to me tonight, let me find my way
The air has some command in it I cannot disobey
A gunfight in Dodge City, a murder in Bombay
All these deeds and worldly needs I must shrug off today
All my life spent searching for prowess
Left me lying here with you, tristesse

Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty
Sound of their breath fades with the light
I think about the loveless fascination
Under the Milky Way tonight

Lower the curtain down on Memphis
Lower the curtain down all right
I got no time for private consultation