"Mirage"
- from The Scream (1978)
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I'm
just a vision on your TV screen My
limbs are like palm trees |
I'm not seeing what I'm meant to believe in It's
not plain to see |
"Suburban
Relapse"
- from The Scream (1978)
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I'm sorry that I hit you But my spring snapped I'm sorry I disturbed your cat nap But whilst finishing a chore I asked myself 'what for?' Then something snapped. I had a relapse A suburban relapse I was washing up the dishes |
Should I? Throw things at the neighbours Expose myself to strangers Kill myself or you? Now memory gets hazy I think I must be crazy but my string snapped I had a relapse A suburban relapse |
"Voodoo
Dolly"
- from Juju (1981)
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She's
your little voodoo dolly And she's gonna make you lazy Like the little drum in your ear Transfixes you to your fear And
now she's transfixed in your fear Are
you listening to your fear |
She's such an ugly little dolly Now
this little voodoo dolly Better
break that little dolly |
"Night
Shift"
- from Juju (1981)
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Only
at night time I see you In darkness I feel you A bride by my side I'm inside many brides Sometimes I wonder What
goes on in your mind Fuck
the mothers kill the others My
night shift sisters |
The
cold marble slab With
your cold flesh, my cold love My
night shift sisters Fuck
the mothers kill the others |
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You
are the melting man You are your situation There is no time to breathe And yet one single breath Leads to an insatiable desire Of suicide in sex So
many blazing orchids "So,
melt! You
are the melting man |
Swimming
in poison Gasping in the fragrance Sweat carves a screenplay Of discipline and devotion "So,
melt! Can
you see? |
"The songs on Hyaena, gliding, giddy, frantic, blissful, crumbling, determined, responding to all manner of harrowing cruelty and abuse and frustrations, gripping onto transcendent purpose in the face of the rise of violent sensationalism, is music that should be used more often when images and news events of the polarised 1980s are shown. Usually we hear Wham, Frankie Goes to Hollywood, Duran Duran, but rarely the music that actually evokes the torn, turbulent atmosphere of the times. Images of head turning 1980s conflict inspired by the destructive and mean-spirited Margaret Thatcher combined with the fierce, degenerate and appalled music on Hyaena would be a better way of explaining how reality was to an extent being mutilated by insidious unseen powers. A few minutes of various Margaret Thatcher edits from her most imperial phases in the 1980s cut to 'Blow Your House Down' would explain much about what happened to the decade." --Journalist Paul Morley |
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Weaving in his basket chair *The line ‘Bishops Falling From The Windows’ takes its inspiration from the Luis Bunuel film L'Age d'Or. |
Feebly we put our heads out of our foxy lair |