Me, I Disconnect From You

The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations
I was waiting by the screen
I couldn't recognise my photograph
Me, I disconnect from you 

I was walking up the stairs
Something moved in silence
I could feel his mind decaying
Only inches away from me
And I disconnect from you 

Please don't turn me off
I don't know what I'm doing outside
Me and the telephone that never rings
If you were me what would you do?
Me, I disconnect from you


    Are 'Friends' Electric?

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 wonder 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 you 

So now I'm alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals
And S.U's
And things I just don't understand
A white lie that night
Or a sly touch at times
I don't think it meant anything to you 

So I open the door
It's the 'friend' that I'd left in the hallway
'Please sit down'
A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed 

You know I hate to ask
But are 'friends' electric?
Only mine's broke down
And now I've no-one to love 

So I found out your reasons
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts
And I'm lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
It must be time to leave
You see it meant everything to me


    The Machman

I saw him turn on
Like a machine in the park
Saying 'please come with me'
But you've been there before 

I saw him whirr away
Into the night
Like a nightmare on wheels
Saying 'never again' 

I'd give it all up for you
I'd even be a number just for you
The strangest living boy
You could ever wish to see
'That's me' 

Yellowed newspapers
Tell the story of someone
'Do you know this man'
Tomorrow the cure 

Only police ever
See night time for real
Turn on the light
And cry 'no more, no more' 

I was standing outside your door
Waiting for the grey men to go
When my mind turned on me
With a vengeance I had never known
My own 

Everyone heard
The voice on the radio
Saying 'why move around
And waste my time' 

There are no
Independants anymore
The tape is a circle
But who really cares 

I saw you behind the wall
I even heard you laugh at me
You disgust me tonight
With your answer to something new
That's you


    Praying To The Aliens

Slowly the thought
'There is no one to replace'
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age 

I'm praying to the aliens
I'm praying to the aliens 

Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random pol' check
'Do you ever think of women'?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere between
Dead and dying 

I'm praying to the aliens
I'm praying to the aliens 

There are no more
Do you begin to see?
The corner of my eye
Could give me away
Isn't it strange
How times change
I can't imagine
Living any other way 

I'm praying to the aliens
I'm praying to the aliens...


    Down In The Park

Down in the park
Where the machmen
Meet the machines
And play 'Kill by numbers'
Down in the park
Wit a friend called 'Five' 

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war
But I've never been
Quite the same
Little white lies
Like 'I was there' 

Come to 'Zom Zoms'
A place to eat
Like it was built
In one day
You can watch the humans
Trying to run 

Oh look
There's a rape machine
I'd go outside
If he'd look the other way
You wouldn't believe
The things they do 

Down in the park
Where the chant is
'Death, death, death'
Until the sun cries morning
Down in the park
With friends of mine 

We are not lovers
We are not romantics
'We are here to serve you'
A different face
But the words never change


    You Are In My Vision

Fade to scenes of violence
Like a T.V. screen but silent
Where the victims are all paid
By the hour 

Staring at the ceiling
As she gyrates all around me
I'm trying to forget
She's done this all before 

Far too many people
For a quit night with myself
Oh, I could be anyone

Focus on a feeling
I've detected while I'm sleeping
Sing a chorus of 'on broadway'
And deny it all 

You are in my vision
I can't turn my face
You are in my vision
I can't move my eyes
You are in my vision
I can't move at all
You are in my vision 

Delicate bodies
That decay beneath their clothing
Play cards in an empty house
In Paris 

The wreckage of a hero
Lies broken in the corner
And everyone pretends
They like to live that way 

You are in my vision
I can't turn my face
You are in my vision
I can't move my eyes
You are in my vision
I can't move at all
You are in my vision



It was hard to avoid
I suppose it was a shame
But they didn't even try 

You see we'd never met
And they didn't have names
There was nothing I could do 

So I turned on the crowd
And I screamed 'you and you'
'It could have been you' 

And they seemed to think
That I looked that way
Or maybe I was wrong 

So I said
Do you know Mr. Wall
And they looked the other way
And then they smiled at me 

But the police came
And I said it was me
And I just walked away


    It Must Have Been Years

A radio plays 'white christmas'
It's been doing that for years
If somebody leaves the station
Please don't talk to strangers
Can't you see they're not like us 

The vacant flesh of U.D.'s
Stand, leaning by the walls
You can feel them thinking over
Ways of merging with the thoughts
You never dare to dream 

It must have been years
It must have been years 

They want to relive all my memories
Give me 'the service' daily
Maybe it was mother
I can't seem to remember
Much at all these days 

Picture open doorways
No pick up for the taxi boys
Just a bed near the window
And an old lamp by my pillow
And the things I have to do 

It must have been years
It must have been years 

The driver wants to touch me
He mentions all the old cop bullshit
I try to back away
But he's so strong I just can't move
Maybe I don't want to anyway 

The time to leave is always 'soon'
I wonder if I'm lying
A vague feeling of panic
As a man leaves saying 'thank you'
I blame it all on you


    When The Machines Rock



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