Альбом The Birthday Party

HANDS UP WHO WANTS TO DIE?!

have you heard how sonny's burning?
like some bright erotic star
and he lights up the proceeding
and raises the temputure

flame on! flame on!

Someday i'll cut him down. Yeah (uh uh uh uh)
Now Ive seen too, Sonny's burning
Yeah someday i'll think i'll cut him down
but it can get so co-cold in here
and he gives off such an evil heat

flame on! flame on!

Hai-Hai-Hail my incubatic incubator (uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh oh oh!)

now pay witness coz sonny's burning.
Warming the damp and rotten seed
warming the damp and rotten seed
which blooms into the demon flower
now fire and flowers both consume me

Flame on! Flame on!

Evil heat is running throgh me (through me)

Flame on! Falme on!

Evil Heat is running through me (uh uh uh)
Sonny's burning pits into me

Flame on! yeah Flame on!

Sonny's burning holes into me
Don't interupt, Dont interupt

Flame On ! Flame on!
Through me yeah through me
Dont interupt uh!

Flame on, flame on, flame on, flame on,
flame on, flame on, flame on, flame on

Now fire and flowers both consume me!

it's a wild world it's a wild world hey! it's a wild world hey!

hold me up baby for I may fall
hold my dish-rag body tall
our bodies melt together (we are one)
post crucifixion baby, post crucifixion and all undone.

it's a wild world it's a wild world la-la-la-la it's a wild world
hey! it's a wild world it's a wild (ya ought to be sure)

church bells ring out the toll of our night
forward and forever backward
forever backward forever forward alright
strophe and antistrophe strophe and antistrophe hey!
antistophe antistrophe
(c'mon baby, kiss me tight)
up here in your arms tonight.

it's a wild world hey! it's a wild world it's a wild world
it's a wild world and she's a wild girl hey! hey! uh! uh!
it's a wild girl uh! huh! ah! it's a wild world uh! huh! uh!
and she's a wild girl don't push me uh! don't push me uh!
don't push me uh! in a wild world hah! uh! huh! and don't push
my wild girl uh! uh! ooh! it's a wild world hey! aahaha-hey!
aahaha-hey! aahaha-hey! aahaha-hey! aahaha-hey! aahaha-hey!
it's a wild world uh!

Gun wears his alcoholism well
Finger in Bottle and swingin' it still
From Bed to Sink and back again
Clock is crawlin' round the same
He's bustin' Clock (he hates its face)
Just sittin' and talkin' to Heart and ticks
Talkin' back to Clock in slow and studied kicks
The fears of Gun are the fears of everyone.

Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Love! Love!

Gun does the waltz around the room
Collecting Table and Chairs and Sofa and so on and so on
Gun wears his best blue suit, now let's take to the sky
'We'll go dancin' and eatin' it up
Get a bottle and push it on down'
And let's just beat it up
Transistor radio plays an overwhelmingly sad and lonely song
Saying 'Where she gone? Where she gone?'
The fears of Gun are the fears of everyone.

Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Love! Love!

mmmmmmmmmm...

the woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud
her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a
little girl

yeah I recognize that girl
she stumbled in some time last loneliness
but I could not stand to touch her now
my one and onlyness.

deep in the woods
deep in the woods
deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.

worms make their cruel design
saying D-I-E into her skin
saying DEAD into belly and DEATH into shoulder
well last night she kissed me but than DEATH was upon her.

deep in the woods
deep in the woods yeah
deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.

now the killed waits for the killer
and the trees all nod their heads, they are agreed
this knife feels like a knife feels like a knife that feels like it's feed.
yeah I recognize that girl
I took her from rags right through to stitches (pray for me now)
oh baby, tonight we sleep in separate ditches.

deep in the woods
deep in the woods yeah
deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.

love is for fools and all fools are lovers
it's raining on my house and none of the others
love is for fools and God knows I'm still one
the sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
the sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
the sidewalks are full of love's lonely children
the sidewalks are full of love's ugly children
(oh baby let's go, ah pray for me baby, pray for me baby)
the sidewalk regrets that we had to kill them
and

So you've come back for Jennifer
You know, she hides her face behind a veil
I'm warning you Frankie, leave on the next train
Your Jennifer she just isn't the same
Quit waving that thing about! Come back!
Come back and give me a chance to explain
Your baby will never cry again.

So don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Point the figure-head at the storm
And drive her hard upon
Don't stop and don't stop
And don't let the veil drop
(Another ship ready to sail--the rigging is tight
Tight like Jennifer's veil).

She drew the curtain on her face
Ever since they came and burnt the old place down
Why is she searching through the ashes?
Why, only Jennifer knows that now.
And the officer, without a word,
Left all his junk and just moved out.

So don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Point the figure-head at the glass
Smash! Smash! into shards
Don't stop and don't touch!
And don't let the veil drop...behind Jennifer's veil

Oh God! Frankie! Is that really you!
Get back! Don't reach out!
Get back, and get that lantern out of my room!

Don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Down, down over her, like a shroud

And let her sail on the sea like a stone.
Don't touch and don't touch
And don't let the veil drop
Another ship ready to dock...the rigging comes loose...

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turn to my eyes so I may still you
snatching such a vision burns a shape into me
yet another hole, yet another hole in this infested soul
in this infested soul

could I keep you, keep you, keep you, keep you
here in my pocket, and hang you out and show around?
not much, not too much, oh let it ring
oh let it ring oh let it ring wow! let it ring...

and maybe in time I could change
and I would try to be you and I would kill to be good
until then, let's be eye to eye to eye to eye to eye

so say a spell, so say a spell

Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
sinken in the mud
patron-saint of the Bog.
they cum with boots of blud
wit pitchfawk and with club
chantin out mah name
got doggies strainin onna chain
Lucy, ah'll love ya till the end!
they hunt me like a dog
down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!

so cum mah executioners! cum bounty hunters!
cum mah county killers--for ah cannot run no more
ah cannot run no more
ah cannot run no more
no I can't!
Lucy, ya won't see this face agin
wheb ya caught ya swing and burn...
down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!

the trees are veiled in fog

the trees are veiled in fog
like so many jilted brides
now they're all breakin down and cry
cryin tears upon mah face
cryin tears upon mah face
and they smell of gasolene
a-a-a-a-ah- scr-e-e-e-a-am
Lucy, ya made a sinner out of me
now ah'm burnin like a saint
down in Sw-a-a-a-amp Land!

so cum mah executioners! cum mah bounty huntahs!
cum mah county killers--ya know ah cannot run no more
no ah cannot run no more.

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Well ah jumpt! and fled this fucken heap on doctored wings
Mah flailin pinions, with splints and rags and crutches!
(Damn things nearly hardly flap)
Canker upon canker upon one million tiny punctures
That look like...
Long thin red ribbons draped across the arms of a lil mortal girl
(Like a ground -plan of Hell)
Curse these smartin strings! These fucken ruptures!
Enough! Enough is enough!
(If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out)
If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out
Ah caint tolerate this ol tin-tub
So fulla trash and rats! Felt one crawl across mah soul
For a seckon there , as thought as wassa back down in the ghetto!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out! There's a mutiny in Heaven!

Ah wassa born...
And Lord shakin, even then was dumpt into some icy font,
like some great stinky unclean!
From slum-chuch to slum-church, ah spilt mah heart
To some fat cunt behind a screen...

Evil poppin eye presst up to the opening
He'd slide shut the lil perforated hatch...at night mah body
blusht
To the whistle of the birch
With a lil practice ah soon learnt to use in on mahself
Punishment?! Reward!! Punishment?! Reward!!
Well, ah tied on...percht on mah bed ah was...
sticken a needle in mah arm...

Ah tied off! Fucken wings burst out mah back
(Like ah was cuttin teeth!!)
Ah took off!!!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
There's a mutiny in Heaven!

Oh Lord, ah git down on mah knees
(Ah git down on mah knees and start to pray)

Wrapped in mah mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze
In the howlin wind and drivin rain
(All the trash blowin round 'n' round)
From slum-heaven into town
Ah take mah tiny pain and rollin back mah sleeve
(Roll anna roll anna roll anna roll)
Ah yank the drip outa mah vein! UTOPIATE! Ah'm bailin out!
UTOPIATE!
If this is Heaven ah'm bailin out!
Mah threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse
Thoughts come like a plague to the head...in God's house!
Mutiny in Heaven!
(Ars infectio forco Dio)
To the plank!
(Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out!
(Hail Hypuss Dermio Vita Rex!)
Hole inna ghetto! Hole inna ghetto!
(Scabio Murem per Sanctum...Dio, Dio, Dio)