what keeps you up at night?
(lars RO)
call it Operation Phantom Fury
but it's more than a phantom menace
it's more than a Hollywood movie
we're talking thousands of dead women
and thousands of dead children...
so welcome to the bloodbath in Fallujah
welcome to the bloodbath in Iraq
singing welcome to the bloodbath in Fallujah
welcome to the bloodbath in Iraq
and it's all so we can steal yr oil
it's all so we can steal yr oil
it's all so we can steal yr oil
while telling lies & lies & lies & lies & lies
so welcome to the bloodbath in Fallujah
welcome to the bloodbath in Iraq
singing welcome to the bloodbath in Fallujah
welcome to the bloodbath in Iraq
(lars RO)
set me free, i cry
from a cold, dry willow dream
a pigeon's bluff
a paper airplane
a silver lake & cleft
the Northern lights stream
my dad's not dead
i cuff a pant slow
i burn the krantz
i wrap the knee-flow
exploded chants
purple pants
drought crypts
and silver lightning
burning hams
and yields m'a growing
snakker Fransk
and smecker bilfreens
Reverend North
and Oliver Cornflakes
he's stealing jokes
and creamed deniers
savouring pretzels
and silver spires
open clefts
perspiring admirers
quand il oppre
quand il presènte
l'Academie
avec ses accomplissements
très favourables
très favourables
très favourables
très favourables
metermaids
airplanes overhead
and the luxury of Crete
(lars RO)
ooh...
can you feel yr fingertips now
the shakes are getting so rough
can't remember why i came round here
i think i've had enough
come on, let go of the handcuffs kid
i think i'm under control
i can't see with those headlights shining in my eyes
like staring into a hole
ooh...
the trap door's gone, the lights are all flicked
now's the end of the rope
i believe the gusha is kicked
there's no reason to mope
come on, let go of the handcuffs kid
i think i'm under control
i can't see with those headlights shining in my eyes
like staring into a hole
ooh...
(lars RO)
pledge an alliance to yr Christian brethren
like standing in front of a jail cell
a containment cell
fingering the keys in yr palm
appreciating the tactile feel
of the metal between yr fingers
clasping the sense of power, tightly in yr hand
shards of light cutting through the night sky
pigments of light that we call stars
puncturing the velvet dome of royal blue
shafts of steel wire
protrude deep into the firm earth before us...
solitude
solitude
solitude
solitude
(lars RO)
feels like i'm spinning again
feels like i'm spinning again
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
shores - wasted
spinning
spinning
spinning
spinning
(lars RO)
rote!
rote!
camine
camine
camine
camine
con cuidado
(lars RO)
yeah i can feel it coming in to the harbour
i've been to michigan, i've never fucking been
to ann arbor
yeah i can feel it coming in to the harbour
i've been to michigan, i've never fucking been
to ann arbor
betrayed!
betrayed!
betrayed!
betrayed!
(lars RO)
peering around
untrustingly
gazes of emptiness & worthlessness
in their beady eyes
obsessedly conformist
smoking their marlboro lights
peering accusingly at those
who are different from them
ugly hip-packs protruding from
their rotund bellies
horrible articles of fashion gone wrong
clothing
draped from their putrid white skin
drowning in their diet cokes
pathetic twits
pathetic twits
pathetic twits
PATHETIC TWITS
PATHETIC TWITS
PATHETIC TWITS
PATHETIC TWITS
it's so poetic
it's so pathetic...
(lars RO)
blue hawaii
grasshopper
black russian
alexander
jungle juice
dauquiri
bloody mary
la mumba
tequila sunrise
margarita
dry martini
(lars RO)
welcome to jante, home of the amputation of chit-chat
the great panum ship waits, ready to set sail,
but to where? and why?
consider why it is that trees don't grow downwards from the sky -
perhaps they're anthropomorphic
the kids clamber onboard,
but once again, they're just a nuisance
if you lived in a domino house, would you have to come up for air
there are dolphins & forest rangers
tangles, tangles of hair
i got caught in a whirlwind
a porcupine clambered across my back
got pulled down an avalanche
i pulled down an avalanche,
i fell & spread it into the sack
off the coast of dunbar was a durban
driving down the mountain, take yr time turban
trying to catch a ride on christmas eve
for seven hours of make-believe
(lars RO)
the way you…
troubadours rebuked
fickle chimneys
galloping steeds
rug burn
?...
i want to go to the bridge
has anybody seen the bridge?
somebody take me to the... BRIDGE!
i want to go to the bridge...
the way you...
oh yeah...
(lars RO)
you've got to help me please
you've got to help me please
you've got to help me please
you've got to help
me
please
cause no one seems to care about my time
cause no one seems to generate my time
(lars RO)
i'm the senator's son
i'm the senator's son
i'm the senator's son, yeah yeah
i'm the senator,
i'm the senator,
i'm the senator,
senator,
i'm the senator's son, yeah yeah yeah yeah...
rubusane
i'm in love with yr republic
yeah the one...
(lars RO)
gave car
hope enjoyed it
realise grades
watch house
breaking entering
words accusations
get jacket
write off
stealing tapes
right garage
images rape
fort bronx
burning frogs oil
frying skins
burn house
rip colouring book
breaking law
enforce it
cousin paul
divorce yet
(lars RO)
i sit and watch...
my cutty sark...
necropolis overhead
metropolis in my stead
(lars RO)
(lars RO)
aww yeah
alright
aww yeah...
(lars RO)
a pressing need, a driving urge
for those involved a certain
urge
the tendency to hedge your bets
lambast us with your corrupted
bets
pass the ketchup to me
spa city diner
pass the ketchup to me
pass the ketchup to me
spa city diner
pass the ketchup to me...
(lars RO)
eva gives me warmth
even the toaster says so
"i'm going to the evil city."
"which is that?"
"toronto."
"what happened to yr drummer?"
"he moved to new york. he wanted to play more polyrhythms."
"i don't blame him."