THREE IMAGINARY BOYS

1.10.15 Saturday Night
2.Accuracy
3.Grinding Halt
4.Another Day
5.Object
6.Subway Song
7.Meat Hook
8.So What
9.Fire in Cairo
10.It's Not You
11.Three Imaginary Boys

10.15 Saturday Night

10.15
Saturday night
And the tap drips
Under the strip light
And I'm sitting
In the kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip

Waiting
For the telephone to ring
And I'm wondering
Where she's been
And I'm crying
For yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip

It's always the same

Accuracy

We sit in the same room
Side by side
I give you the wrong lines
Feed you
Accuracy
Accuracy

Look into my eyes
We both smile
I could kill you
Without trying
That's accuracy
Accuracy
Accuracy
...
Accuracy
Accuracy
Practice all day for accuracy
Mirror mirror on the wall

Grinding Halt

No light
No people
No speak
No people
No cars
No people
No food
No people

Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a griding halt

No sound
No people
No clocks
No people
No fine
No people
No me
No people

Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a griding halt
Everything's coming to a griding halt

Slow down
Slow down
No people
Slow down
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a

Another Day

The sun rises slowly
On another day
The eastern sky grows
Cold
Winter in water colours
Shades of grey

Something
Something holds me
Holds me hypnotized

I stare at the window
Stare at the window
Waiting for the day
To go
Winter in water colours
Shades of grey

Object

You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes

Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause I can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes

But I don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there

Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object

You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And I want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause I don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes

But I don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object

Subway Song

Midnight in the subway
She's on her way home
She tries hard not to run
But she feels she's not alone
Echoes of footsteps
Follow close behind
But she dare not turn around

Turn around

Meathook

I went into the butchers
I said wanted wanted wanted some
Meat
Pass
Me some of that steak over there
It looks so
Sweet

I lost my heart to a meathook

That butcher man was some
Lady
He really stole my heart
He hung me up on his meathook
A real piece of
Slaughterhouse art

I lost my heart to a meathook

There's a meathook in my heart
Tearing me all apart
Ripping out my insides
But I just can't get away
I can't leave my
Meathook
Lost my heart to a meathook
Lost my heart to a meathook
Meathook

So What

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I'm not meant to be here
But so what?
And nobody's
Nobody's taken your place
Nobody's taken your place

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And if you knew
Nothing could replace you
If you were sane
Your heart wouldn't ache
But so what?
So what?
So what?

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31st December 1979

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When I told you what I
And I

And I wouldn't ask you to pretend
That we were one
And still another time
Forget all the lies forgive me the wounds
And all the world was used to love
And yes we'd still be happy in another time
But so what?
So what?

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So what?
So what?

Fire in Cairo

Slowly fading blue
The eastern hollows catch
The dying sun
Night-time follows
Silence and black
Mirror pool mirrors
The lonely place
Where I meet you

See your head
In the fading light
And through the dark
Your eyes shine bright

And burn
Like fire
Burn like fire in Cairo
Burn like fire
Burn like fire in Cairo

Shifting crimson veil
Silken hips slide
Under my hand
Swollen lips whisper
My name
And I yearn
You take me in your arms
And start to burn

FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
Then the heat disappears
And the mirage
Fades away

FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO
FIREINCAIRO

Burn like a fire in Cairo
Burn like a
Fire
Blaze like a fire in Cairo
Blaze like a
Fire
Flare
Burn like fire
Burn like
Fire in Cairo

It's Not You

You wear your smile
Like it was going out of fashion
Dress to inflame
But douse any ideas of passion
You carry your love in a trinket
Hanging round your throat
Always inviting
Always exciting
But I must not take off my coat

Well I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure who I've got in mind
But I know
That it's not you
That it's not you

You ask me questions
That I never wanted to hear
I am the only one
Just until you finish this year
I would murder you
If I had the alibi
Here in my hand
And you just laugh
'cause you don't understand

That I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure
Who I've got in mind
But I know that it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
No it's not you
That it's not you
It's not you
It's not you

Three Imaginary Boys

Walk across the garden
In the footsteps of my shadow
See the lights out
No one's home
In amongst the statues
Stare at nothing in
The garden moves
Can you help me?

Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys

Slipping through the door
Hear my heart beats in the hallway
Echoes
Round and round
Inside my head
Drifting up the stairs
I see the steps behind me
Disappearing
Can you help me?

Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys sing in my
Sleep sweet child
The moon will change your mind

See the cracked reflection
Standing still
Before the bedroom mirror
Over my shoulder
But no one's there
Whispers in the silence
Pressing close behind me
Pressing close behind
Can you help me?
Can you help me?
Can you help me?