TEKSTY

    I, ASSASSIN

    

    White Boys And Heroes

We're in the movies
We're heroes
We sparkle at night 

Love among puppets
And one day
I'll pull all the strings 

White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem 

Was my wife the doctor
The patient or something obscene? 

A history of nothing
Like a see-through song in disguise 

Heroes are tough
And have no time
For women and boys 

I won't cry till this thing is over
And someone agrees 

White boys and heroes
White boys and heroes
See boys say I'm mayhem 

White boys and heroes
We have no time for celebration
We have no time left at all
White boys and heroes

 

    War Songs

I like new fashion
I like old stories
Like my sister used to tell
This is the voice
This is the heart
I like romantics
But I don't like Steven 

Old me love war songs
Love Vrea Lynn
Old men love war songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn 

I like the welcome
I like my sunbed
But it burns me alive
I like old heroes
I like old film stars
Dirty pictures - s-ap, snap
I like intrusion
When she's dressed in white
A nervous bride
I don't remember if she's black or white
This is the heart 

Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love wars songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn 

This could be it
This could be nothing
Will you remember
When the sparkle dies down
I like Ferrari's
I like this fame
Appreciation in the strangest ways
I could believe in such things for now
Don't like to crash - climb, climb
I like the dancer
Like you're supposed to
I'll keep my mouth shut
But I don't like this 

Old men love war songs
Love Vera Lynn
Old men love wars songs
Now I'm Vera Lynn

 

    A Dream Of Siam

You and me are old
You and me are young
You and me have always let words go unsung 

Nothing left to see
Nothing left to do
Nothing left to talk about 

How I intrude
This impossible room
I still believe
That great American smile 

Nothing's ever right
Nothing's ever wrong
But nothing's ever quite like
The stories and songs (Nothing's ever) 

Nothing is the same
Nothing ever changes, and
Nothing's ever quite like the pictures I've seen (Nothing's ever) 

No-one's in the dark
No-one's in the corner and
No-one's in the wardrobe just waiting to pounce (Nothing's ever) 

Heroes always bleed
But heroes never cry
Heroes always get the best girl
And then die (Nothing's ever) 

How I intrude
This impossible dream
I still believe
That great American smile

 

    Music For Chameleons

At 4 o'clock we land
And I'll wave my flag for you
Interest in heart 

We are not savage
Like children we're people
'What difference' I say 

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons 

A dream of Siam
We could leave in the morning
Old friends and shy
We need to win
Like you need to breathe
I've an interest in games 

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons 

Gowns for another show
Maybe no-one will come
Here take my arm
I like the pictures
And you like ghost stories
Tommorrow I'll sight 

Music for chameleons
Music for chameleons

 

    This Is My House

I read a book
About conversation and you
I listen to
Stories that intrude on my heart again 

This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
Welcome to me 

My picture of your face
Will disappear with time
Patience in eyes
That say 'Occupied'
Quite peculiar 

This is my house
Welcome is here
This is my house
Welcome to me

 

    I, Assassin

We are assassins
We are not evil
We act with reason and heart
Your hear 

We are not vicious
Is that surprising?
We're so much larger than life 

I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am 

'I just arrived
Something to fix
This new depression' 

We are not hunters
We are just patient
We'll wait a lifetime for you
Just you 

I've never felt good
I've never felt bad
I've never felt much at all 

I, assassin, I am
I, assassin, I am 

'There's nothing personal
Just read the papers
That's realism'

 

    The 1930's Rust

Listen good
Don't cry for me
Don't cry anymore 

Now just shut your mouth
This point of view
Appeals to me 

Listen babe
Say you've got no-one
Tonight 

Same old smile
That cracked a thousand hearts
But not mine 

Same old line
'I've read the book and
I know you well' 

Listen babe
Say you've got no-one tonight 

What's this feeling
That I don't believe
No concern on my face 

What's it for
You dream of something
Like I dreamed of you 

Listen babe
Say you've got no-one tonight

     

    We Take Mystery (To Bed)

Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things
For her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world 

Something is wrong 

There is no longer any normal to me
You're my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless possessions
Of me and you and greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes 

Something is wrong