I Die: You Die - Exhibition Tour 1987: Ghost
This is not love This is not even worth a point of view In echo park, i Pause for effect and whisper ‘who are you?’ They crawl out of their holes for me And i die: you die Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me And i die: you die See my scars, they […]
I Can’t Stop - Exhibition Tour 1987: Ghost
I’ve been there and seen it I’ve been up and down And i’ve been fighting for so long. I can’t stop for all your stories I can’t stop for all you young hearts. Been up on the power Been down and ashamed I’m sure i’m guilty of something now. I’m back and i’m proven I’m […]
Down in the park Where the machmen meet The machines are playing `kill-by-numbers’ Down in the park with a friend called `five’ I was in a car crash Or was it the war? Well, i’ve never been quite the same Little white lies like "i was there" Come to "zom-zom’s", a place to eat Like […]
Creatures - Exhibition Tour 1987: Ghost
I need it The sex skin habit You could just crawl out And forget i’m here I need it Love and something I’d just as soon forget So keep it out the papers I need it ‘the sex musicians’ I’ll show you ‘something’ While the boys beat time I need it And she’s still waiting […]
Cars - Exhibition Tour 1987: Ghost
cars Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It’s the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for ( nights ) – this is the only wrong word you put days […]
Here am i Like a target in flesh One more time For you to call out the dogs Passengers With a ticket to burn and burn and burn You will learn I’m still waiting for you you know I’m a slogan, an old story, A disease, never again I don’t like this, new anger, These […]
Berserker - Exhibition Tour 1987: Ghost
And this is my story. My face, the picture’s changed Do you remember me Now i’m fighting to breathe It’s been such a long time Do you want to come Do you want to come Do you want to come with me now Nothing here for me now I can’t believe the noise We’ll take […]
it’s cold outside And the paint’s peeling off of my walls There’s a man outside In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And i’m wondering what i’m doing in a room like this There’s a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered […]
