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| JULY 2000 |
| PROZAC (ORIGINAL VERSION) (MUSCUTT) Wake up fine or so you thought go back to bed feeling the lies The medicine cabinet is ruined ransacked by your ruthless addiction Now there�s nothing else to satisfy you as you lie unconscious on the floor Prozac is what you need why don�t you let me near you You know I want to help you but I can�t if you keep me away So as you sit in your cell looking out you�re viewing but not seeing the world you left behind the door You couldn�t stop at fifty you had to have more Prozac is what you need why don�t you let me near you You know I want to help you but I can�t if you keep me away Now your life is a mess and something�s missing from your life But through the medication haze you can�t quite remember what it is Prozac is what you need why don�t you let me near you You know I want to help you but I can�t if you keep me away I come and visit you on Sundays but you don�t recognise who I am I brought a photo of your baby but your eyes are glazed and distant and cold The first version of this song suffered because it was done just as I had started writing songs, and wasn�t really that good at it. Although it gets it�s message across OK, I thought it focused too much on the person in the song being in some kind of institution, and it needed an overhaul to change the direction of the song. See March 2001. |
| TELL THEM WHAT YOU WANT (MUSCUTT) You can tell them anything whatever you want it makes no odds to me nothing affects me least of all you You cannot control me or hurt me with words so tell them what you want Because whatever it is I�ll still be up on the deal I know we were finished from the start I knew you felt nothing in your heart So go to the papers yeah spread the word on me because when you go home to your house you�ll find Your family�s been burnt alive you cannot control me or hurt me with words so tell them what you want Because whatever it is I�ll still be up on the deal I�ll always be on top of you I�ll never let you up for air I�ll always be beating you even when you�ve left town Another revenge orientated song � this time about someone who seriously wants to get their own back on someone, even going to the extent of burning their family home. It�s not based on anyone I know, by the way, my friends aren�t that dangerous. EMERGE (MUSCUTT) Emergency number dialled at midnight from a badly ruined room it�s you Calling for help as you fall to the floor you say you can�t take any more And from this shell that I see lying here I know that from inside The true you will emerge like a butterfly you�ll come into the world again and this used up shell will fade away The doctor�s saying he couldn�t do anything for you he had to let you go And the councillor�s saying something but I don�t hear him I never wanted to let you go But from the waste left after the storm I see here I know somewhere inside you didn�t mean it It was an accident or so I want to believe and all I want is for the used up memories to fade away To die like you but do we live again only you can prove to me it�s true come back and tell me someday I�ll never be far away I hope you do because I want you to see me living my life too And from this shell that I see lying here I know that from inside The true you will emerge like a butterfly you�ll come into the world again And this used up shell will fade away fade away fade away fade away I always imagined this as a really long song, with a kind of electronic feel to it. The subject matter is quite dark, it�s about suicide victims and viewing dead bodies in morgues. I think everyone sees at least one dead body in their life, maybe not. I have, I�m not too sure about other people � it�s not really what you talk about on the phone is it? |
| COOL TO BE CRUEL (MUSCUTT) Every film I see tells me that�s it�s cool to be cruel That it�s good to be bad and when I see the screen at night Images of evil images of ourselves can you teach an old dog new tricks Like how to murder another that we leant when we bought this colour TV It�s cool yes it�s cool to be cruel to the people who kept you down Keep on watching this empty space and it�ll fill you With a feeling that�s not wrong every film we watch on the screen was like Looking through a keyhole to your room seeing things we should never see except in our dreams Will you let me take a look just one more time will you let me make the things I see mine Killing us gently but we never even know that what we made ourselves would come back To destroy us make nothing of us oh it�s cool yes it�s cool to be cruel to the people who kept you down Keep on watching this empty space and it�ll fill you with a feeling that�s not wrong Every film we watch on the screen was like looking through a keyhole to your room No promises we�ll ever fill the void we�ve made It�s good to be bad and it�s bad to be good and cool so cool to be cruel The origins of this song came from films and things that display violence and generally being cruel as being the cool thing to do, when really it�s not and we only watch them for entertainment value. |
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