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The Ape of Naples (02.12.2005)
02.12.2005
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Does death come alone or with eager reinforcements?
Does death come alone or with eager reinforcements?
Death is centrifugal
Solar and logical
Decadent and symmetrical
Angels are mathematical
Angels are bestial
Man is the animal
Man is the animal

The blacker the sun
The darker the dawn
Flashes from the axis
Flashes from the axis
On the hummingway to the stars

Holy holy, holy holy, holy oh holy
Holy holy, holy holy, holy
Holy holy, holy holy, holy

Man is the animal

The blacker the suns
The darker the dawn

. . .


Pay your respects to the vultures
For they are your future
Our fathers and mothers have
Our fathers and mothers have
They have failed to release us
They have failed to release us
They have failed to release us
Into the welcoming arms (repeated)
Of the amethyst deceivers
So pay your respects
So pay your respects
Pay your respects to the vultures
And to the crows
And to the carrion crows
And to the ravens
Those graven ravens
And to the carrion crows
And to the rooks
And to the rooks
And to the vultures
And to the vultures
And to the vultures
Pay your respects to the vultures
For they are our future (repeated)
For they are your future
Our fathers and mothers have
Our fathers and mothers have
Our fathers and mothers have
They have failed to release us
Into the welcoming arms
Into the welcoming arms
Into the welcoming arms
Of the amethyst
Of the amethyst
The little mushrooms
The little mushrooms
Welcoming arms
Of the amethyst (repeated)
Of the amethyst deceivers

. . .



(In live versions only:

I'm waiting for the crunch of another naked lunch
I'm waiting for the crunch of another naked lunch
I'm waiting for the crunch of another naked lunch
I'm waiting for the crunch of another naked lunch)


There's a man lying down in a grave somewhere
With the same tattoos as me
And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere
With a different set of sex aspects
And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I love...

This is me here now
Pining like a dog, whining like a dog in a thick harbour fog
Waiting for a ship
Making sick
And when the ship comes
In trouble
His trouble will begin

And the church bells chime the colour of wine
And the angels devil fight to snatch back the lost time

And there's a man lying down with a blade somewhere
With the same tattoos as me
And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man lying down in a bed somewhere
With a different set of sex aspects
And I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him, I love...

This is the dark age of love
This is the dark age of love
This is the dark age of love
This is the dark age...

And I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him

There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down
There's a man laying down somewhere...

Somewhere


. . .


And I swallowed the one you bury
And then I swallowed the one you bury
Then I swallowed the one you bury (repeated)

. . .


It's in my bloodstream
It's in my bloodstream
It's in my blood, bloodstream

Bloodstains

. . .


Hello! (repeated at various pitches)

. . .


There's blood in the sun
There's blood in the sun
But I'm not afraid
I cut myself with Heaven's blade

Inside the wound I found my wings
And walked away from this human skin

I asked the earth to open up the sky
To get inside and live with me for life

I stand before the sun
Rise up and see the shape of things to come
It's all the same
(repeated)

Just cut yourself
(repeated)
With Heaven's blade
Just cut yourself
With Heaven's blade
Just cut yourself
With Heaven's blade
(repeated)

. . .


(This is apparently an English rendering of a Russian convicts' prayer.)

O Lord, save my sinful soul
From local punishment
From the far-away zone
From being frisked
From the tall fence
From the severe prosecutor
From the Devil or from the devil owner
From small rations
From dirty water
From steel handcuffs
From hidden obligations
A cold cell
And short haircuts
Save us from the death penalty
Amen
Amen
Amen

. . .


Don't be alarmed
It will not harm you
It's only lightning
Teenage lightning

Don't be afraid
Don't be expectant
Don't be afraid
Don't be reluctant
Don't be afraid

It's only lightning
Teenage lightning
It will not harm you

Don't be afraid
It will not harm you
It's only lightning
Teenage lightning
It's real, it's unbelievably real

It will not harm you
???
It's only lightning

It's only lightning
Teenage lightning

. . .


Amber rain is beautiful but wrong
Caught between weak and being strong
It seems these days the weaker ones survive
What an awful way to find out you're alive

A dull warm red water falls
Flowing down to the sea
Where deeper darker waters wait for me

I don't expect I'll ever understand
How life just trickled through my hand

. . .


Are you ready to go now?
(seems to be repeated)

Ground floor: perfumery,
Stationery and leather goods,
Wigs and haberdashery,
Kitchenware and foods
Going up
Going up

First floor: telephones,
Gents' ready-made suits,
Shirts, socks, ties, hats,
Underwear and shoes
Going up
Going up

Second floor: carpets,
Travel goods and beddings,
Materials and soft furnishing,
Restaurant and teas
Whoa
Going up
(repeated)

It just is.
(repeated)

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