Brett Anderson
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01. Love Is Dead
02. One Lazy Morning
03. Dust And Rain
04. Intimacy
05. To The Winter
06. Scorpio Rising
07. The Infinite Kiss
08. Colour Of The Night
09. The More We Possess The Less We Own Of Ourselves
10. Ebony
11. Song For My Father


Love Is Dead

Nothing ever goes right nothing really flows in my life
No one really cares if no one ever shares my bed
People push by with fear in their eyes in my life
Love is dead, love is dead
The telephone rings but no one ever thinks to speak to me
The traffic speeds by but no one's ever stopped here yet
Intelligent friends don't care in the end believe me
Love is dead, love is dead
And plastic people wear imaginary smiles
Exchanging secrets at the back of their minds
Plastic people, plastic people
Nothing ever goes right nothing really flows in my life
No one really cares if there's horrors inside my head
People push by with fear in their eyes in my life
Love is dead, love is dead
Love is dead, love is dead
Love is dead, love is dead
Love is dead, love is dead
Love is dead, love is dead
And all the lies that you've given us
And all the things that you said
And all the lies that you've given us
Blow like wind in my head


One Lazy Morning

Wipe the winter from your pillow
Take the cups from the machine
Vapour trails in the clear blue sky
Spell your name in Japanese
One lazy morning when life is a breeze
One lazy morning am I gonna find Jesus in me?
Does he watch me when I'm sleeping like a psycho on a lead?
Does he hear what I am thinking?
Does he care what I believe?
One lazy morning when life if a breeze
One lazy morning am I gonna find Jesus in me?
One lazy morning when life is a breeze
One lazy morning am I gonna find Jesus in me?


Dust And Rain

I tidy your wayward hair
I buy clothes you never wear
I try to kiss all your tears away
I freeze you in Polaroids
And capture your dark brown voice
I'm with you cos there's no choice in the end
I am the dust, you are the rain
I am the needle and you are the vein
And this is the moment that words can't explain
I'm am the dust
And your love's like an overdose
With your hands wrapped around my throat
Using sex like an antidote to the pain
I am the dust, you are the rain
I am the needle and you are the vein
And this is the moment that words can't explain
I'm am the dust
I am the dust and you are the rain
And I am the needle and you are the vein
And yes this is the moment that words can't explain
I'm am the dust, you are the rain


Intimacy

Killer inside stares back from the mirror
Dust in his eyes, waiting for exchange
Intimacy, I want you to be part of me
Intimacy, I want you to be part of me
Sex is the card the animals are playing
Let's take it too far and eat the pain away
Intimacy, I want you to be part of me
Intimacy, I want you to be part of me
Intimacy, intimacy
Intimacy, I want you to be part of me


To The Winter

Called you on your private number
Left a message on your mobile phone
Even tried the operator
When I call, no one's home
Trying just so hard to reach you
Tried to keep this thing alive
You're the one that I need to speak to
Didn�t you know there's a monster inside?
If you're gone I'll carry on but
Deep inside I'll give my heart to the winter
If you leave I'll take this blade
Carve your name to my ugliness
So I went and sat in Crystal Palace
By the plastic dinosaurs
In my pocket was a piece of paper
And the writing looked like yours
Started picking through our conversations
And kicking through the rotting leaves
Never realized the implication
Didn�t you know there's a monster in me?
If you're gone I'll carry on but
Deep inside I'll give my heart to the winter
If you leave I'll take this blade
Carve your name to my ugliness
Summer's gone and there's no sun, what have I done?
I've lost my love to the winter
Now my heart is cold and dark, what have I done?
I've given our love away


Scorpio Rising

There�s anger in their skin
It�s just a style for them
They move with murder in their veins
By cardboard filled-in doors
They pass the day like whores
And kiss their innocence away
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It�s on the wind
Their lies are analyzed
By intellectual types
Who know the depths of their disease
And love is just a game
To pass the hours away
To spend indifference on your knees
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It�s on the wind
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It�s on the wind
It�s on the wind
It�s on the wind
It�s on the wind


The Infinite Kiss

And when your clothes are on the ground
And you hair is falling down
Will you surrender to it now?
Because yes only we exist
In our symphony of flesh
In our universe of bliss
In the infinite kiss
The infinite kiss
As it subjugates you now
As it pins you to the ground
Like a tethered animal
As it drags you by the hips
And it forces you to this
It is hell but it is bliss
It's the infinite kiss
The infinite kiss
It's the infinite kiss
The infinite kiss
As you move like a machine
And the child within you screams
'When is heaven so obscene?'
It's a playground of excess
It is poetry made flesh
It's our symphony of bliss
The infinite kiss
The infinite kiss
It's the infinite kiss
It's the infinite kiss


Colour Of The Night

My love she hides a cruel disease
It's the bullet in her mind
It's the plan between her knees
It's the colour of the night
It's the number of the beast
My love she dreams of Tel Aviv
She's got nails in her hands
And nails in her feet
She's not from the holly land
But she thinks she used to be
Tell me when was hell so beautiful?
Tell me with your words that disagree
Tell me with reason carved like granite
Tell me so that I can be free
My love she's like a cruel disease
She's the bullet in my mind
She's got a plan between her knees
She's the colour of the night
She's stirs the beast in me


The More We Possess The Less We Own Ourselves

Baby thought she really needed that sofa
Baby thought she really wanted that dress
Baby thought she really had to have two cars
Baby thought she really had to say yes
But the more she possessed
The more she'd slide into debts
And the more she possessed
The less she owned of herself
Baby thought she really needed that hairstyle
Baby thought she really had to say yes
Baby really needed acres of carpets
Though she'd be happy if she had larger breasts
Everybody said you can't live without them
Everybody said you have to say yes
So baby spent her everything on this lifestyle
But it's a lifestyle that doesn�t exist
And the more she possessed
The more she'd slide into debts
And the more she possessed
The less she owned of herself
Yes the more we possess
The more we are in debt
And the more we possess
The less we own of ourselves


Ebony

Strangers just the other day
Walked right up and asked your name
Vodka in the after noon
Drunk so much we left our food
Ebony now here we go
Moving fast and moving slow
And my liver is in your hands
Make me a bad man
Wandered down to Lisson Grove
It was somewhere I used to go
We saw faces in the trees
The traffic whispered 'Ebony'
Ebony now here we go
Moving fast and moving slow
And my liver is in your hands
Make me a bad man
I'll take you where the pigeons fly
And I'll tell you pretty lies
When nothing really makes much sense
All you need is confidence
Ebony now here we go
Moving fast and moving slow
And my liver is in your hands
Make me a bad man


Song For My Father

Now my body is sand
And the wind blows through me
Like the soil on your hand
I am compost and leaves
And my life is gone, darling
And now I am free
And my life is gone darling
Like words made of sand
Like the shivering trees
And my life was a flower
And love was the leaves
But nobody saw
Any beauty in me 
And my life is gone, darling
And now I am free
And my life is gone, darling
Like words made of sand
Like the shivering trees
When your life is gone, darling
And when you are free
When your life is gone, darling
Your words made of sand
So be nothing with me

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