Toothbrushead

I was born on a dashboard
Toothbrush for a head
Detergent foam was my mattress
Toxic waste my bed
In the middle of the night
Electro pop radio station my only light

I've got a maggot in my brain
Solonoid carcrash evergreen
Solonoid barbershop quartet
Bullet the blue jean man
Bullet the blue jean man with the blue jean pain
Chucking plastic ectoplasm
Detergent foam beatnik of the buttlick
Bioethical criminal, bioethical criminal
Sterling or traveller's cheques
Hey whatever the drug dealer accepts
Feverish bathroom sex
Mr Police Detective Sergeant please accept
Sterling or traveller's cheques

I was born on a dashboard
I was born on a deathboard
With a toothbrush for my head
In the middle of the night
Electro pop radio

The Madness of Lee Scratch Perry

Madness!

Well they're spying on me from the tape recorders
All the people say I'm out of order
I've been sent to Earth from outer space
As a warning to the human race
Well the dogs are howling at the moon
And an orchestra is out of tune
I've got a blue guitar

And I'm driving in my car to Abyssinia
Cos life over there is better by far
From Philadelphia to Jamaica
I'm sick to the death of the way things are
I'm over the abyss, can't take much more of this
Don't want to kill myself you see there's too much risk
The pills don't work, the gun might miss
They say schizophrenia's a fine madness

And I'm sad to say I'm on my way
I won't be back for many a day
Well the bank is stealing all my cash
I know that flight 13 is going to crash
I know that people don't like me
I know that's because I call thin thin, I call fat fat
Well I know the messiah's coming down
I had to leave my little girl in Kingston town

So tell me how far to Abyssinia
The second on the left after Jamaica
I'm driving in my car, running way far
From things as they are... schizophrenia!

There are forces out to destroy me
And I know you think I'm paranoid
Because I say there's a big conspiracy
It's a self-fulfilling prophecy
I've got a blue guitar

Wishing 'pon a star
Wishing 'pon a star
Sitting in a bar with a broken heart
What do you call it when your life falls apart?
Schizophrenia, schizophrenia
Carry me away to Abyssinia
We'll play a little song of the way things are
For things are changed upon a blue guitar
Things are changed upon a synthesiser

All the ladies in the house go 'Lah dee dah'
Listen to the man with the blue guitar
Shake up your bosom take it out of your bra
Fruits in the pockets of a cornucopia
Schizophrenia, schizophrenia
I've got a broken heart and my head's in a mess
And the train is at the station and the steam begin to hiss
Take me anywhere away from all this!

Toss the caber, do the highland fling
Your daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring
He's got a battering ram, a battering ram
And he's got a little problem with who I am
From Jamaica to Philadelphia
Lee Scratch Perry to Frank Sinatra
Somewhere over the rainbow: madness!

It's Important To Be Trendy

When the fashion's to be friendly
When the fashion's to be wild
It's important to be trendy
Shake your body like a child

Have you been to see The Sandals
Have you been to see The Goats?
They do trippy gigs with candles
Wearing Afghan coats

When the fashion's to be crazy
When the fashion's to be free
It's important to be trendy
Catch the disease

First I'm going to pierce my penis
Then I'm going to pierce my eye
Get a tattoo on my anus
I'm a trendy guy

It's important to be funky
It's important to be free
Shake your body like a junky
Me be you and you be me

I've got a woolly hat with pom poms
I've got rucksacks too
In the shape of baby pandas
That guzzle real bamboo

Stock your fridge with vodka shots
Keep some candy round your neck
Play The Astronauts
On your 8 track deck

It's important to be trendy
It's important to be cool
Be a trendy not a stinky
Be a funky not a fool

When the fashion's to be friendly
When the fashion's to be wild
It's important to be trendy
Shake your body like a child

And I'm switching back to vinyl
I love my analogue synth
Got a nick in my eyebrow
And a diamond in my tooth

Dance around like a gorilla
In a wild and funky
Be a mella yella fella
Walking swanky like a gay

I saw a culture in a hairstyle
Saw an empire in a rave
I'm a connoisseur of trainers
I'm a rubber slave

When the fashion's to be friendly
When the fashion's to be wild
It's important to be trendy
Shake your body like a child

Shake it now!

Quark and Charm, The Robot Twins

Quark and Charm represent us all
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Standing seven metres tall
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

All day playing console games
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
English bodies, Korean brains
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Sixteen bit blitter chip
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Poetry and arithmetic
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

A chocolate orange, a clockwork pear
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
They can breathe polluted air
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Always happy, always clean
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Every single parent's dream
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Helpful to the nth degree
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Recipients of electricity
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

In a personal gym they fitness train
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Then watch videos frame by frame
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Electronics at their best
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
More interactive than the rest
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Only the fittest can survive
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Violence keeps them alive
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Built to last, they never die
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
One day they'll just oxidise
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

On the day that they were made
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Our debt to nature was repaid
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

In our image they were born
Quark and Charm, the robot twins
Digital copies of organic forms
Quark and Charm, the robot twins

Girlish Boy

I was born to be a girlish boy
And my lover is a boyish girl
And if everyone could be this way
We could change the world

In the rough and tumble of boisterous horseplay
I will probably cry
For my girlfriend is a boyish girl
And I am a girlish boy

('Goddamn it you fucker I wanna be alone!')

In the rough and tumble of our lovemaking
I will probably cry
For my girlfriend is a boyish girl
And I am a girlish boy

Yokohama Chinatown

Cowbell goddess in the groves of Synaesthesia
Barrel at the temple of a fine young man
Accidental lovers by the dead canalside
Genetic engineering a Liberace fan

In Yokohama Chinatown

Toxic like the Body Shop
Intelligent like Benetton
Dagger in the belly of an also-ran
Piercing in the Netherlands
The Devil's in his underpants
Watch the good consumers wash their hands

In Yokohama Chinatown

Sterilised pyjamas envelop them in cottonbuds
Make a world of cardboard, whizz and blow
Entirely engineered or just a mere co-incidence
Tell me once again where the lonely go

To Yokohama Chinatown

Cubist to the maximum
A savage young anaesthetist
The stench of fresh cordite
Selenium cell
Under the sign that says 'Kilroy was here'
It's show and tell

Semen as a substitute for hair gel
Sermonised to pauperhood rapacious in the aftermath
Corrected to a shadow of your former self
You watch the Velvet Underground perform 'The Gift'
Sunbathed to a cinder in the Persian Gulf
While the Dow Jones plummets we are necking in the lift
Repeat after me 'I love myself'

'I love myself'

The side-effects of Benzedrine
A dose of bitter medicine
Botticelli's Venus had long blonde hair
Surprise the former astronaut howling at the moon
On hands and knees in the peepshow booth

Catch the quiet receptionist naked in the antechamber
Leafing through a copy of The Plain Truth
Sing the phonebook loudly in a baritone voice
All the vegetarians consider me anti-choice

In Yokohama Chinatown

Little Orphan Annie has come to grief
In Yokohama Chinatown she takes a fellow's trousers down
And gives the consolation of manual relief

Looser than a blues man contraceptive rhythm method
On his hands and knees
While the Dow Jones plummets
The stench of fresh cordite

In Yokohama Chinatown

Withinity

And on the mountain tell me there's a lady
And in the lady tell me there's a baby
And in the baby tell me there's a blood cell
And in the blood cell tell me there's a T cell

And in the T cell tell me there's an empire
And in the empire tell me there's a vampire
And in the vampire tell me there's a baby
And in the baby tell me there's a lady

And in the empire tell me there's a mountain
And on the mountain tell me there's a fountain
And in the fountain tell me there's a vampire
And in the vampire tell me there's an empire

And in the empire tell me there's a baby
And in the baby tell me there's a lady
And in the lady tell me there's a baby
And in the baby tell me that I'm crazy!

K's Diary

Hope, vague hope, but waking fears
Pride, but proud of wasted years
I fall asleep, awake at 5
Cymbals prove that I survive
Only guard this way of life
Against the sister and the wife
Somewhere a failing's saving me
The way is headlong, I'm drowsy

Somewhere a failing's saving me
The way is headlong, I'm drowsy
My face changed and those I saw
Functioned by a different law
Hope, vague hope, but waking fears
Proud but proud of wasted years

Virtual Valerie

I tried to keep my soul alive
Playing Mortal Kombat on the Megadrive
I patched my lust with Nicorette
Went surfing down the Internet

But still I need you here tonight
Let's make love by satellite
By high speed uplink, error free
Be my Virtual Valerie

You were always something physical
Something violent and visceral
I will specify you line by line
Make a virtual girl to your design

I miss you more than I can bear
But loneliness won't take me there
By high speed uplink, error free
Be my Virtual Valerie

Let me hold on to this memory
Because I need you here with me
Be my Virtual Valerie

Red Pyjamas

Time after time the hands on my watch spin around
And I know that I've been around
But I'm coming home now baby

Time after time when I know you've been waiting up for me
Just pacing and shaking up for me
Your anger in proportion to your love

Sparrows fly up easy, startling
Lovers in the peaceful night
I love the angry way you say to me
'Where have you been all night?'
Standing in your red pyjamas

Time after time when we've come through the dark of the night
And by sunrise everything's right
I'm coming home now baby
Time after time when I know you've got stressed up about me
I secretly hope you'll get dressed up and shout me
The colour and dimension of your love

Sparrows fly up easy, startling
Lovers in the peaceful night
I love the angry way you say to me
'Where have you been all night?'
Naked in your red pyjamas

The Cabinet of Kuniyoshi Kaneko

Leopards prowl the studios of the Duc de Berry's great chateau
Where Cocteau's beast rehearses Beauty's rape
Lewis Carroll marks his diary with a small white stone
As Kuniyoshi Kaneko prepares to paint

Listen to the shells my darling, what you hear is not the sea
But whispering, malicious human hearts
Adults who don't wish to know the Duc de Berry's great chateau
And hate the world of childhood and of art

We who paint or photograph to stop your dying in its path
And fix you in the permanence of spring
Can't stop the prattlers prattling
The rattlesnakes who, rattling, see ugliness in every living thing
See ugliness in every living thing

The calculated insolence of little girls in sailor suits
Whose faces seem to say more than they know
Appetites and ornaments for the libertine in all of us
From the cabinet of Kuniyoshi Kaneko

Follow to the studio where Alice Liddell plays the roles
Of tousle-headed naked gypsy girls
The Reverend Charles L. Dodgson from the darkness of his camera
Preserves her for himself and for the world

Children torn by cruel desires, the handiwork of murderers
Who hack their little bodies to the bone
Somehow live to tell the tale, astonishingly fit and well
They couple in the fabulous chateau

We who paint or photograph to stop your dying in its path
And fix you in the permanence of spring
Can't stop the prattlers prattling
The rattlesnakes who, rattling, see ugliness in every living thing
In every lovely living thing

A looking glass is not a world
A painted girl is not a girl
In games there can be no forbidden things
In life remain considerate, in art the Devil's advocate
Why deny that Pegasus has wings
In life remain considerate, in art the Devil incarnate
Why deny the siren when it sings?
In games there must be no forbidden things

So watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by
And mark your diary with a small white stone
Little hearts of marzipan and lacquer work from old Japan
In the cabinet of Kuniyoshi Kaneko

Slide Projector Lie Detector

I've spent my life with some regrets
Between naked girls and gadgets
Trying to make the best of things
A clean breast of things
I clear my desk of papers but avoid
The little nest of naked Polaroids

I'm married now but can't deny
I was a single man when I
Collected slides of girls
And hid them in this carousel
To shine for selfish pleasure on my wall

My slide projector lie detector
Shines the things I don't remember
Seven metres tall
On my living room wall

My yesterdays you thought were dead
Are back to life forever
My word processor's got a text corrector
That's got a thing built in
That stops me when I try to enter lies
That prints the truth and cuts me down to size

My yesterdays you thought were gone
Spring back to life when you stumble on
A photograph I made
A duplicate tape on video 8
Of long-lost days I long ago erased

My slide projector lie detector
Shines the things I don't remember
Seven metres tall
Across our living room wall

My video cassette recorder plays cassettes in rigid order
Scans for naked skin
Locate the index, hit slow motion, switch to playback
No fast-forwarding

My slide projector lie detector shines the things I don't remember
Seven metres tall
Across our living room wall

Microworlds

From microworld to microworld
Never knew which way the wind was blowing
From pretty girl to pretty girl
None of them had any way of knowing

There were others in my life
But a vacuum at the centre
I was reaching for the love I couldn't know

When I met you and you redefined my feelings
I met you and I was suddenly alive
Like the fabulous exploding of asteroids in darkness
We collide

From microworld to microworld
How was I to know where I was going
From emptiness to emptiness
Somewhere in my spirit I was dying

There were many hidden valleys
But a vacuum at the centre
I was reaching for a light I couldn't know

When I met you and the galaxy went spinning
I met you and I was pulled into the light
With the rarefied experience to guide me to the light
We collide

There were many shooting stars
Many comets burning brightly
I was searching for the fire that wouldn't fade

When I met you and the galaxy went spinning
I met you and I was pulled into the light
With the matter that is constant in its density inside me
We collide

I met you and the galaxy went spinning
I met you and I was pulled into the light
Like the fabulous exploding of asteroids in darkness
We collide

I met you and I was pulled into the light

Complicated

Over the room you are my puzzling creature
Through the smoke of the room
My dark and delicate creature

The sensuous way that your hair
Curves round the cusp of your ear
Is something complicated
So complicated for me

Here in your room I have learned to be tender
It's too much to take in
To study and try to remember

The shape that make in your dress
The colour and taste of your breasts
Is something complicated
Too complicated for me

Intimacy never came easy for me
I so longed to be close
But it never came easy to me
I'm ashamed to undress if I know you are watching me
I could never express these contradictions that complicate me

I Had A Girl

I had a girl I lost to the world
Because my skin was white and her skin was brown
Someone made sure she was on a plane
So I'd never hear from that girl again
Sometimes at night, alone and depressed
A little uptight or unbearably stressed
I cry as I call out your name
I am always unable to rest

These days my life is beautifully grim
Like your long grey coat from Comme des Garcons
Imagine me here in the pouring rain
Dreaming of how I'll solve everything
I'll sit and I'll write, alone and depressed
Letters that might never reach your address
Somewhere in north Bangladesh
I am always unable to rest

I had a girl I lost to the world
Because this side was cold and that side was warm
I got left here in the pouring rain
Crying aloud as I called her name
Sometimes at night, alone and depressed
A little uptight or unbearable stressed
I cry as I call out your name
I am always unable to rest
I hope that I'll see you again

The Philosophy of Momus

Beauty is just the first glimpse of a terror we're just about able to bear
Fashion is just the return of the clothes we're no longer able to wear
Fast food's too slow, slow food's too fast
In the next world the first will be first and the last will be last
The first will be first and the last will be last

Those who say no-one is better than anyone think that they're better for saying it
The best way to make proper use of your time's to sit perfectly still and ignore it
Popular culture's designed by a highly-trained popular culture elite
A digital city's more easily changed than a city of concrete
A city more easily changed than a city of concrete

Call me a schizoid, I sometimes feel this era belongs only to me
Place matters less as we choose where to live and who to be
The basic inventiveness that got us into this mess gets us out again
Often inadequate lovers turn into invaluable friends
Inadequate lovers turn into invaluable friends

The only real tyranny comes on behalf of the ones we have chosen to love
Being creative is close to being evil, being good's just not good enough
Every good man has a bad man inside, someone making it all possible
The only good drug is a smart drug, there's no good death, there's no clean kill
There's no good death, there's no clean kill

Guilt is the engine of civilisation, guilt that is built on desire
One day I'll write a book about looking championing the voyeur
Playfulness must be encouraged uncritically, children are still far ahead
Stop trying to cut off your feet so you fit your bed, make it longer instead

The Loneliness of Lift Music

You were a perfect stranger
And I your perfect strangler
In the brushed steel lift
Of the great department store
The tightening grip of leather gloves
Purchased from the floor above
La la la...

Your eyes filled with confusion
Those helpless, twitching movements
The lips discoloured slightly round the edge
The loneliness of lift music
Its beauty and arithmetic
La la la...

A foggy night in London town
The office workers calmly going about their business
The shops and markets closing down
People buying murder mysteries for the night train back to Cheam

The tightening grip of leather gloves
I purchased from the floor above
The slipping girl I could have loved
I squeeze your tiny, pointless life away

Mantovani, James Last... and you

The loneliness of lift music
Its magic and magnificence
I squeeze your tiny, pointless life away
You a perfect stranger
And I your perfect strangler
La la la...

Paranoid Acoustic Seduction Machine

Seduction machine
Electrostatic seduction machine
Seduction machine
Orgasmatronic seduction machine
Seduction machine
Paranoid acoustic seduction machine
Orgasmatronic

Seduction machine
Electrostatic seduction machine
Seduction machine
Orgasmatronic seduction machine
Electrostatic, orgasmatronic
Paranoid acoustic seduction machine

Electrostatic seduction machine
Seduction machine
Orgasmatronic seduction machine
Electrostatic, orgasmatronic
Paranoid acoustic seduction machine
Orgasmatronic

Seduction machine
Electrostatic seduction machine
Seduction machine
Orgasmatronic seduction machine
Electrostatic, orgasmatronic
Paranoid acoustic seduction machine

The Sadness of Things

I called you dancing queen
At the Quai des Brumes
At Kamakura you said you'd like to paint tears
On the neutral face of the Buddha
In the season of storms
We went walking in storms
Just like a video, just like a symphony
And for you, when things go wrong
They go wrong for all the right reasons
And when it gets warm you adapt with the seasons
In a world of changing colours every colour has a meaning
And the universe exists for the convenience of your feelings

And as for me
I know a different world
A world where the sea
Refuses to rage when boy loses girl

Oh I know there's comfort in sadness
But I try to distinguish these passing emotions
My unimportant existence
From the great machine of the world's indifference

Mono no aware
The sadness of things
Mono no aware
The temptation to see
The world as it ought to be
Mono no aware
The sadness of things
Blinded with tears
I can still see
My insignificance
In an indifferent universe

If I were you
If I were beautiful
Maybe the world
Might seem more meaningful
I grow old! I grow old!
As the winter comes on and the sky grows cold
But you stay as young as the rays of the sun
On the sparkling machinery you call your destiny

Mono no aware
The sadness of things
Mono no aware
The temptation to see
The world as it ought to be
Mono no aware
The thunder and rain
Sharing our pain
...My insignificance
In an indifferent universe

Do I dare to eat a peach?
Do I dare to walk the beach?
And if I dare to eat a peach
If I should care to shed a tear
Could I claim more for my action
Than selfish satisfaction?
(Stock mammalian reflex, biochemical reaction)

Mono no aware
The sadness of things
As if things felt anything
Mono no aware
The temptation to see
The world as it ought to be
Mono no aware
The thunder and rain
Sharing our pain
Blinded by tears
I can still see
My insignificance
In an indifferent universe


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