Toadfish Monastery

Come with me my love to the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm drowning in a sea of love

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm drowning in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down here in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Come with me my love to the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down here in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Tom Waits - Sea Of Love

Wait a minute baby
Stay with me awhile
Said you'd give me light
But you never told me about the fire

Drownin', in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
But now it's gone, it doesn't matter what for
So when you build your house, then call me home

Oooooooo..
And it was just like a great dark wind
Within the wings of a storm
I think I had met my match
He was singin'
And undoing and undoing
The laces, undoing the laces

He said "Sara, you're the poet in my heart
Never change, never stop..."
But now it's gone, it doesn't matter what for
But when you build your house, then, call me,home


Fleetwood Mac - Sara

In city shoes
Of clueless blues
Pays the views
And no-mans news
Blades will fade from blood to sport
The heroin's cut these fuses short
Smokers rode a colonial pig
Drink and frame this pain i think
I'm melting silver poles my dear
You bleed your wings and then disappear
The moving scenes and pilot lights
Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
And battle lines are drawn across this town
Parisian boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Talk 'em down cause it's up in flames
And nothing's changed
Parisian boys without your names
Riot like 1968 again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
Well pretty flames
In school I would just bite my tongue
And now your words they strike me down
The flags are false and they contradict
They point and click which wounds to lick
On avenues this christian breeze
Turns its heart to more needles please
Our eyes roll back and we beg for more
It frays this skin and then underscore
The case for war you spin and bleed
The cells you fill screensavers feed
The girls you breed the soaps that you write
The graceless charm of your gutter snipes
The moving scenes and suburbanites
And smithereens got 'em scaling heights
Modern times come talk me down
The battle lines are drawn across this town
English boys without your names
Ghetto stones instead of chains
Hearts and minds and U.S. Planes
Nothing's changed
And English boys without your names
Riot like the 1980's again
The days of rage yeah nothing's changed
More pretty flames

Massive Attack - False Flags

La-la-la-la
She's so 20th century
She's so 1970's
She knows the right things to say
She's got the right clothes to wear
Cos she's a modern girl, oh yeah
A modern girl yeah, ga-ga-ga-ga-ga.
A modern girl, oh yeah.

And Suzie is a jewel,
She flashes when she smiles.
She's cunning and she's clever
She's got the lowdown in her files.
Magenta is the best
You know whe really makes me laugh
She's always tryin' her impressions
She wants to be a photograph, I gotta say now

She's so 20th century
She's so etc....

Jean confided to me
She's Mona Lisa's biggest fan
She drew a moustache on her face
She's always seen her as a man
And Charlie ain't no Nazi
She likes to wear her leather boots
Cos it's exciting for the veterans
And it's a tonic for the troops.

She's so 20th century, oh yeah.

Boomtown Rats - She's So Modern

Girl, you'll be a woman... soon

I love you so much, can't count all the ways
I've died for you girl and all they can say is
"He's not your kind"
They never get tired of putting me down
And I'll never know when I come around
What I'm gonna find
Don't let them make up your mind.
Don't you know...

Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon, you'll need a man

I've been misunderstood for all of my life
But what they're saying girl it cuts like a knife
"The boy's no good"
Well I've finally found what I'm a looking for
But if they get their chance they'll end it for sure
Surely would
Baby I've done all I could
Now it's up to you...

Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon, you'll need a man

Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon but soon, you'll need a man

Urge Overkill - Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon

I never realized the lengths
I'd have to go
All the darkest corners of a sense
I didn't know
Just for one moment -
hearing someone call
Looked beyond the day in hand
There's nothing there at all


Joy Division - Twenty Four Hours

Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday
His crusade was a search for God and they say
It's been a along way to carry on

Anybody hear of plague in this town
The town I've left behind was burned to the ground
A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried
I'm not a witch God knows my name

The knight he watched with fear
He needed to know
He ran where he might feel God's breath
And in the misty church
He knelt to confess
The face within the booth was Mr. Death

My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles
Why can't God touch me with a sign
Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth
And Death hid within his cloak and smiled

This morning I played chess with Death said the knight
We played that he might grant me time
My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks
And still I might feel God's heart in mine

And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard
The knight cried No you've cheated me!
But still I'll find a way
We'll meet once again and once again
Continue to play

They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends
And Death said now the game shall end
The final move was made
The knight hung his head
And said you've won I've nothing left to play

The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love
To look against the stormy sky
The knight his squire and friends
Their hands held as one
Solemnly danced toward the dawn

His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side
The master Death he leads them on
The rain will wash away the tears from their faces
And as the thunder cracked they were gone

The Seventh Seal:  Scott Walker

If I don't get out of this I wish, I just want you to know that I really really love you.

So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold

We think we're heroes, we think we're kings
We plan all kinds of fabulous things
Oh look how great we have become

Key in the door, the moment I've been longing for
Before my bag hit the floor
My adorable children rush up screaming for a kiss,
and a story, they're a gift to this world
My only claim to glory
I surely never knew sweeter days
Blows my mind like munitions
I'm amazed

So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world can ever hold

We're just children, we're just dust
We are small and we are lost
And we're nothing, nothing at all

One bomb, the whole block gone
Can't find me children and dust covers the sun
Everywhere is noise, panic and confusion
But to some, another fun day in Babylon
I'm gonna bury my wife and dig up my gun
My life is done so now I got to kill someone

So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold

So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold

So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much war, so much soul
Moments lost, moments go
So much more than I thought this world could ever

Faithless - Bombs

Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun
With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done
The deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day
So he set out for Biafra to join the bloody fray

Through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war
With their fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore
For days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees
They killed to earn their living and to help out the Congolese

Roland the Thompson gunner...

His comrades fought beside him - Van Owen and the rest
But of all the Thompson gunners, Roland was the best
So the CIA decided they wanted Roland dead
That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head

Roland the headless Thompson gunner
Norway's bravest son
Time, time, time
For another peaceful war
But time stands still for Roland
'Til he evens up the score
They can still see his headless body stalking through the night
In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun
In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun

Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him in
He found him in Mombassa in a bar room drinking gin
Roland aimed his Thompson gun - he didn't say a word
But he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg

Roland the headless Thompson gunner...
The eternal Thompson gunner
still wandering through the night
Now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight
In Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley
Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun and bought it


Warren Zevon - Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner

Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier
Boney beat the Prussians
The Austrians the Russians

Boney went to school in France
He learned to make the Russians dance
Boney marched to Moscow
Across the Alps through ice and snow

Boney was a Frenchy man
But Boney had to turn again
So he retreated back again
Moscow was in ruins then

He beat the Prussians squarely
He whacked the English nearly
He licked them in Trafalgar's Bay
Carried his main topm'st away

Boney went a crusing
Aboard the Billy Ruffian
Boney went to Saint Helen's
He never came back again

They sent him into exile
He died on Saint Helena's Isle
Boney broke his heart and died
In Corsica he wished he stayed

Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier
Boney was a warrior
A warrior a terrier

Jack Shit - Boney Was a Warrior

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.


Pink Floyd - Time

Vacations in Europe
Sensational sense
We made the most of
Your inheritence

Come you son of a gun
How can it be done
We're still on the run

Ten men all rolled into one (ten men, in one)
Ten men in a prodigal son
Ten men all rolled into one (ten men, in one)
Ten men in a prodigal son
Ten men transcend

We're sitting pretty
Admiring the view
Indulging in pleasures
You can't take with you

Yes I am obsessed
I must confess
Oh i need a rest

Ten men all rolled into one (ten men, in one)
Ten men in a prodigal son
Ten men all rolled into one (ten men, in one)
Ten men in a prodigal son
Ten men transcend

Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time

I need experience, like a teenager
All this exuberence, let's grow up later

I need,
Like a teenager
All this,
Let's grow up later

Morcheeba - Ten Men

Hello Honey, it's me
What did you think when you heard me back on the radio?
What did the kids say when they knew it was their long lost daddy-o?
Remember how we listened to the radio
And I said `That's the place for me'
And how I got the job as an FM Jock the day you married me?
We were two kids and I was was into AM rock
But I just had to run around
It's been eight years since I left you babe
Let me tell you 'bout what's gone down
CHORUS
I am the morning DJ on W*O*L*D
Playing all the hits for you wherever you may be
The bright good-morning voice who's heard but never seen
Feeling all of forty-five going on fifteen
The drinking I did on my last big gig made my voice go low
They said that they liked the younger sound when they let me go
So I drifted on down to Tulsa, Oklahoma to do me a late night talk show
Now I worked my way back home again, via Boise, Idhao
That's how this business goes
CHORUS
I've been making extra money playing high school sock hops
I'm a big time guest MC
You should hear me talking to the little children
And listen what they say to me
Got a spot on the top of my head, begging for a new toupee
And a tire on my gut from sitting on my
But they're never gonna go away
Sometimes I get this crazy dream
That I just drive off in my car
But you can travel on ten thousand miles and still say where you are
I've been thinking that I should quit disk jockeying
And start that record store
Maybe I could settle down if you'ld take me back once more
OK Honey, I see
I guess he's better than me
Sure, Old Girl, I understand
You don't have to worry, I'm such a happy man
W*O*L*D, W*O*L*D, W*O*L, W*O*L, W*O*L*D*D*D
I am the morning DJ on K*H*J
Playing all the hits for you playing them night and day
The bright good morning voice who's heard but never seen
Feeling all of forty-five, going on fifteen
I am the morning DJ on W*O*L*D

Harry Chapin - W O L D

You pushed me to the edge
You let this happen
These excuses mean shit
Yo'ull wish you never made this choice
Don't looks for a way out
Duck and run for cover,
Just find your way out

Your mistakes, are no longer mistakes
This will be the end to your false ways

Calling you out in your own house
Wasted fucking copout

Cut in half
You think that this is just a fucking game

You pushed me to the edge
You let this happen
These excuses mean shit
You'll wish you never made this choice
Don't look for a way out
Duck and run for cover

This time there is no running from your mistakes

Coldcut - Cut In Half

Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builds a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
-Whistling tunes we hid in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres

Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
-Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
-Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-wars without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers-war without tears
Games without frontiers-war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres


Peter Gabriel - Games Without Frontiers