The creatures: Paroles de l'album "Boomerang"(Part 1).

Publié le par David

Standing There

Hey creepo's... I'm talking to you
I've got a message to give to you
You've got a problem... we know
But there's something you ought to know

Standing there across the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
So funny to see how dumb some grown men can be

An unwanted weed, a dying reed
Left to consider life as it passes by
Ignoring your calling, ignoring your taunting,
Ignoring your feelings of self hate and loathing
How empty and pointless your life must seem

See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face

Sticks and stones may break bones
But these taunting crones only cause inner groans
We ignore all your calling, ignore all your taunting
Ignore all your problems of self hate and loathing
Somebody should show them where to go

See them standing 
See them staring
See them wearing that same creepy face

Standing there in the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
Does what you won't understand scare and make you mad?
Resentful and envious, don't you disgust yourself?
So funny to see how pathetic some men can be

See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Ignore all their calling, ignore all their taunting,
Ignore all their faking, their self hate and loathing
Somebody should show them where to go.

 

Manchild

They would seek high, they would seek low
calling their manchild as the trouble did flow
There's always somebody to watch over me
I'm never alone, I wish they'd leave me be

Never alone
I'm never alone...

I'm just a boy, not long for this world
I'm called Nelsito and I'm thirteen years old
for nearly two decades this vendetta has raged
There are no men -- I'm the last in the chain

Last in the chain
I'm manchild man

Marimba sing high, marimba sing low,
marimba sing high as the cemetery grows
All have been wept for husbands, brothers, grandsons,
grandfathers, nephews, cousins, uncles, fathers, and sons

I walk in boots too big for me
the women do cry as they watch over me
I work at the altar, I try to be good
but just like the others, I'll soon travel in wood

I try to be good
Manchild in wood
I wait for manhood
I'm the manchild.

 

You!

When my ups are down, when my downs are up -
I want you!
Feeling inside out, from the outside in -
I want you!

On the silver screen, in a magazine -
I see you!
Through the telephone or a megaphone -
I want you!

Assuring... confusing...
I see you!
In saintly reverence, or wicked decadence -
I want you!

When the days just yawn, when the nights are long -
I want you!
In a coo-coo tone, then I shout it home -
I want you!

 

Pity

Ugly words, ugly crimes,
ugly thoughts invade your mind
No charity, no dignity,
no sympathy... so I'll be deaf, dumb, and blind today
Nausea is all I feel today
Divorce these crimes from my eyes

Lowered cowls, silent vows,
withered crocus on the ground abound
From your cell are distant bells,
blossom falls like snow and dies in silence
All decays and breaks silence
All decays then dies...

Sadness chimes bitter times
Hardened fools unfair, unkind
Mercy me, mercy you
Say you do have pity for the things we do
Say you do... you do

Save me... no vision today
Save me... no hearing or speaking today

Say you do have pity for the things we do
Say you do... you do

Hear no evil, see no evil, say no evil.

 

 Killing Time

I wait and wait... sleepwalk the hourglass
This way and that... the pendulum swings
Yes, there's plenty of time... always time left to kill
Does time stand still or hurtle on by?

Let time unwind... let all the cogs fall out
Let man's machines collapse and rust
Face down in the dust... I'll kiss no other lips
A lifetime of nothing, condemned without you

Been so long here... I could die here
Lying by your side
But time won't claim me, time and me only
I'm just killing time

If the sun went out, I wouldn't mind too much
Who needs the days to trouble to fill?
If the moon didn't rise, I wouldn't be upset
Who needs moonshine to cause tears to spill?

I've been so long here... I could lie here
Under dying sky
This thirst and hunger holds no wonder
I'm just killing time

I await your return,
There's no other one.

 

Willow

I remember the island
There's a tale to spin of the water wheel
Snap of a conger eel
A triangular canvas in a sea of green
Translucent Man O' War 
staring to the shore
Roller coaster rides, a wish on the fairy bridge
When lightning almost struck, we kicked the rock for luck

I remember the ferry ride
I remember the night she died
All scenes from a play we see 
Plainly slipped out of the blue into the black

I remember the island, but we can't go back
Willow.

 

Pluto Drive

Let's go to Pluto, the atmosphere's clear
We'll be really cool there with nothing to fear
Let's go to Pluto, it's cold and it's damp
Where children are heroes, death is high camp

I want to see Pluto... I want to have fun
I want to turn blue under an alien sun
Oh let me see Pluto, it seems such a gas
With oceans of methane and petrified grass

Let's go to Pluto
Let's live on the dot
See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot

Come one let's do Pluto
It's really not far
An unleaded dream drive to the prettiest star
I want to see Pluto, but maybe I'll wait
'Til the world turns to meet its plutonium fate
The days will be long here, the years will be more
Let's go to Pluto like we did before

Let's go to Pluto
Let's live on the dot
See the bad moon rising in a lunacy knot.

 

Speeding

Speeding my way with no time to spare
Stealing away from that old nightmare
Speeding... speeding, I am stealing

Against the grain, unrestrained
I've invented a different game
and I'm dealing, dealing, now I'm dealing

Something out there is calling me
Beckoning me with urgency
Speeding... speeding, I am leaving

Oh saints alive, bless my soul
Driverless, now I'm in control
Speeding... speeding, time is needing

Bad pennies return from whence they came
I'll be back like a boomerang...
... boom boom boom boom

Speeding away with no time to spare
Speeding away from the same nightmare
Freedom... freedom, icy freedom

The trail ahead is dark and unsound
but I'm lapping it up like a greedy hound
Free at last of the city sounds
Free at last to put my foot right down
... boom boom boom boom

Shut your eyes, let's hold hands
Overtaking on the tightest bends 
Throw the dice, toss a penny in the air
Heads or tails, the devil may care

Speeding... speeding, time is needing
Bad pennies return from whence they came
It all comes back like a boomerang...
... boom boom boom boom

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The Creatures est le projet commun du couple Siouxsie et Budgie (couple à la vie comme à la scène), en rupture momentanée des Banshees.Le premier morceau donne l’aperçu de ce qui va suivre. C’est une sorte de rythme de samba, à l’opposé des messes noires gothiques des Banshees. Et tout du long de ce Cd, vont se succéder des morceaux climatiques à tendance world music, emmenés par une Siouxsie beaucoup moins hurlante qu’à son habitude et qui révèle une autre facette de son talent de chanteuse, et un Budgie beaucoup plus percussionniste que batteur.Le tout donne un disque assez inégal toutefois ou alternent réelles réussites et titres plus dispensables. Au hasard des plages on note un « You ! » à la structure rythmique et au chant proches de « I wonder you » de Prince (sur le Cd « Parade »), la pureté mélodique de « Pity », le gimmick d’accordéon bien trouvé de « Speeding », l’orientalisant « Fury eyes », …Ce Cd « difficile » d’accès avec son final apaisé à la Pink Floyd période « More » ou « Obscured by clouds » mérite tout de même le détour, même s’il renvoie de ses auteurs une image qu’on n’attendait pas forcément.
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