Paroles de l'album :"Juju"(part 1).

Publié le par David

Spellbound

 

From the cradle bars
comes a beckoning voice
it sends you spinning
you have no choice...

 

You hear laughter
cracking through the walls
it sends you spinning
you have no choice...

 

Following the footsteps
of a rag doll dance
we are entranced
Spellbound

 

And don't forget
when your elders forget
to say their prayers
take them by the legs
and throw them down the stairs

 

When you think
your toys have gone berserk
an' it's an illusion
you cannot shirk
you hear laughter
cracking through the walls
it sends you spinning
you have no choice

 

Following the footsteps
of a rag doll dance
we are entranced

 

Into The Light

 

Into the line
I see it fine
Into the line
Our hearts entwine
Remember when
Your time again
Remember when
Your time again

 

Standing in the light
Always sitting on the line
Never on a side
Always wanting to be right
Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
And blinded by the sight Into the light...

 

Into the light
I see it fight
Into the light
A new horizon
Bleached into white
Kept out of sight 
Bleached into white
Kept out of sight

 

Standing in the light
Always sitting on the line
Never on a side
Pushing out the light
Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
And blinded by the sight
Remember when your time again...

 

Into the line
I see it fine
Into the line
Our hearts entwine
Remember when
Your time again
Remember when
Your time again

 

Dead ahead in the night
Burning in the light
And knowing that it's right
Driving in the night...

 

Remember when
Your time again
Remember when
Your time again
Into the light
Into the light...

 

Arabian Knights

 

The jewel, the prize
Looking into your eyes
Cool pools drown your mind
What else will you find

 

I heard a rumour -- it was just a rumour
I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her 
Myriad lights -- they said
I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights -- at your primitive best

 

A tourist oasis -- reflects in seedy sunshades
A monstrous oil tanker
Its wound bleeding in seas

 

I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her
I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her

 

Veiled behind screens
Kept as your baby machine
Whilst you conquer more orifices
Of boys, goats and things
Ripped out sheeps' eyes -- no forks or knives

 

Myriad lights -- they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights -- at your primitive best

 

Halloween

 

The night is still
And the frost it bites my face
I wear my silence like a mask
And murmur like a ghost
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
The bitter and the sweet

 

The carefree days
Are distant now
I wear my memories like a shroud
I try to speak but words collapse
Echoing
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
The bitter and the sweet

 

I wander through your sadness
Gazing at you with scorpion eyes
Halloween...
Halloween

 

A sweet reminder
In the ice-blue nursery
Of a childish murder
Of hidden lustre
And she cries
"Trick or Treat"
"Trick or Treat"
The bitter and the sweet
I wander through your sadness
Gazing at you with scorpion eyes
Halloween...
Halloween

 

Monitor

 

Monitor outside
For the people inside
A prevention of crime
A passing of time

 

They come and they go
It's a passing of time
They come and they go
Whilst we sit in our homes

 

Sit back and enjoy
The real McCoy
Our new air of authority
Our sentinel of misery

 

His face was full of intent
And we shook with excitement
Then the victim stared up
Looked strangely at the screen
As if her pain was our fault
But that's entertainment
What we crave for inside
No more second rate movies
From those people outside

 

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