I memorize the basics
Making strange faces
There's a thousand miles to go
Without blinking
Gravitate spacewards
Find a home for the head
From my basement
No darkness ever left
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine
Some days are playful
Making play faces
But we will not let it through
The darkness and the sense
Or being born to lose
This is the night
This is the sound
Her comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine
This is the life
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine
If I never know we can only feel
I'll take the help
I'll take a slice
Warm alright now
Cos I feel alright
I memorize the basics, basics, basics
This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine Such a warm machine Such a warm
machine, machine, machine:
Bush - The Science of Things Album Lyrics
Bush - The Science of Things Lyrics
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Jesus Online
Whatever she wants from me
Whatever device
Whether in kindness
Whether in spite
What can I say
What can I do I can't help myself
I let the monster through
Wherever she sends me
Wherever the plane
Perfect black dress
Perfect grave
What can I say
What can I do
I did it to myself
I did it all confused
Jesus online
Wires around the world
Feel invincible
Computer car and girl
Jesus online
Wires around the world
Feel invincible
To be perfect just like you
To be perfect just like you
Whatever device
Whether in kindness
Whether in spite
What can I say
What can I do I can't help myself
I let the monster through
Wherever she sends me
Wherever the plane
Perfect black dress
Perfect grave
What can I say
What can I do
I did it to myself
I did it all confused
Jesus online
Wires around the world
Feel invincible
Computer car and girl
Jesus online
Wires around the world
Feel invincible
To be perfect just like you
To be perfect just like you
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
The Chemicals Between Us
I want you to remember
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
And I want you to remain
The power of children can amaze
I'll try not to complain
I know that's a pisser baby
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
I want you to remember
Everything you said
Every driven word
Like a hammer, hell, to my head
The chemicals between us
There is no lonlier place
Then lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
The chemicals between us
The chemicals between us
Lying in this bed
We're of the hollow men
We are the naked ones
We never meant you harm
Never meant you wrong
I'd like to thank
All of my lovers, lovers, lovers
The chemicals between us
The army of achievers
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier face
Than lying in this bed
The chemicals between us
The chemicals between us
The chemicals
The chemicals between us
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
And I want you to remain
The power of children can amaze
I'll try not to complain
I know that's a pisser baby
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
I want you to remember
Everything you said
Every driven word
Like a hammer, hell, to my head
The chemicals between us
There is no lonlier place
Then lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier place
Than lying in this bed
The chemicals between us
The chemicals between us
Lying in this bed
We're of the hollow men
We are the naked ones
We never meant you harm
Never meant you wrong
I'd like to thank
All of my lovers, lovers, lovers
The chemicals between us
The army of achievers
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonlier face
Than lying in this bed
The chemicals between us
The chemicals between us
The chemicals
The chemicals between us
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
English Fire
World news, world news
Well you said let's be free
Well you said I'll be me
Death row hearts are hard to mend
Why shoot myself for your sins
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love
Well you said retribute
Well you said substitute
Burn myself on your bed
Your crown of thorns my crown of lead
I'll wake up before I drown
I'll wake up before I drown
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love
We'll hang ourselves by the English fire
We'll hang ourselves
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love
I'll wake up before I drown
All my love (let's me free)
All my love
All my love (let's me free)
Well you said let's be free
Well you said I'll be me
Death row hearts are hard to mend
Why shoot myself for your sins
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love
Well you said retribute
Well you said substitute
Burn myself on your bed
Your crown of thorns my crown of lead
I'll wake up before I drown
I'll wake up before I drown
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love
We'll hang ourselves by the English fire
We'll hang ourselves
All my love, all my love
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love (let's me free)
All my love, all my love
I'll wake up before I drown
All my love (let's me free)
All my love
All my love (let's me free)
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Spacetravel
They're polishing the government
Resembles a last waltz
We are the playthings
We are the form
Soon it may come
Since we can rise
Too long since I've seen you
We move like satellites
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
They're burning the tenements
Topless progressive thinking
Political holes
Got six but pray for seven
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
I employ spies
To stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
The future lies
The future lies
Scared of the government scared of the government
The future lies
In space travel
There's someone after me
I employ spies
In silver tassels
The never seem that pleased
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space travel)
The future lies (space travel)
Resembles a last waltz
We are the playthings
We are the form
Soon it may come
Since we can rise
Too long since I've seen you
We move like satellites
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
They're burning the tenements
Topless progressive thinking
Political holes
Got six but pray for seven
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
I employ spies
To stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
The future lies
The future lies
Scared of the government scared of the government
The future lies
In space travel
There's someone after me
I employ spies
In silver tassels
The never seem that pleased
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space travel)
The future lies (space travel)
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
40 Miles From the Sun
There is nowhere left to hide
There is nothing to be done
No people to be saved
No pets we've never names
40 miles from the sun
As darkness craves the mind
We come undone without our pride
No time on the earth to come
All the pleasures just begun
40 miles from the sun
In our coats beneath the layers
Wash my skin of all the hate
We should sleep late
Everything just kind of grates
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
I need to lose to make it right
I'll confront the stars tonight
I will babble I will bite
You will never know how much you shine
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
There is nothing to be done
No people to be saved
No pets we've never names
40 miles from the sun
As darkness craves the mind
We come undone without our pride
No time on the earth to come
All the pleasures just begun
40 miles from the sun
In our coats beneath the layers
Wash my skin of all the hate
We should sleep late
Everything just kind of grates
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
I need to lose to make it right
I'll confront the stars tonight
I will babble I will bite
You will never know how much you shine
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
40 miles from the sun
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Prizefighter
These are the days
When I fear for my life
Think that's strange
Well that's the waste of you
Sun up time now for you to run
I will always know you - You're a special one
Now I'm up on this climb, up on this climb
I won't fade away
The best is yet to come
Sad you're not around
The best is yet to come
Better get your feet on the ground
Prisoner or passenger
A free man on scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Who will be there
Cover when you fall
We're all chasing something
How come you never call
The best is yet to come
Sad you're not around
The best is yet to come
Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner of passenger
A free man or scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Prisoner of passenger
A free man or scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
I thought you were all beautiful
It doesn't make sense, sense, sense
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
When I fear for my life
Think that's strange
Well that's the waste of you
Sun up time now for you to run
I will always know you - You're a special one
Now I'm up on this climb, up on this climb
I won't fade away
The best is yet to come
Sad you're not around
The best is yet to come
Better get your feet on the ground
Prisoner or passenger
A free man on scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Who will be there
Cover when you fall
We're all chasing something
How come you never call
The best is yet to come
Sad you're not around
The best is yet to come
Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner of passenger
A free man or scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Prisoner of passenger
A free man or scavenger
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
I thought you were all beautiful
It doesn't make sense, sense, sense
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
I'm a prizefighter
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
The Disease Of The Dancing Cats
Infested and polluted
50 tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's bleeding there's no proof
That's no way to treat a good friend
Your whiskey talks louder
Than most things I've read you said
In artu, in place now
Site back unwind and relax
Big cheese is all greed
It's all relative what you need
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday here's your nerve gas
All the fishermen and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like they're back on the street again
Mistrusted, disrupted
Rape land and kill good habit
World weary, world broken Injected, transmitted
So tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's breathing-It's put the dog back in the basket
All the fisherman and their families
All sickly growing sentimental
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like their back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like, looks like, looks like
Invaded, downgraded
Your bile lands right on my head
Uncalled for, unwanted
My sinking zero tolerance
All the fisherman and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for the urang-a-tang
Looks like it's a street again
50 tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's bleeding there's no proof
That's no way to treat a good friend
Your whiskey talks louder
Than most things I've read you said
In artu, in place now
Site back unwind and relax
Big cheese is all greed
It's all relative what you need
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy birthday here's your nerve gas
All the fishermen and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like they're back on the street again
Mistrusted, disrupted
Rape land and kill good habit
World weary, world broken Injected, transmitted
So tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's breathing-It's put the dog back in the basket
All the fisherman and their families
All sickly growing sentimental
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like their back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like, looks like, looks like
Invaded, downgraded
Your bile lands right on my head
Uncalled for, unwanted
My sinking zero tolerance
All the fisherman and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for the urang-a-tang
Looks like it's a street again
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Altered States
Living in a cage
Washing in a birdbath
Sinking in a fish bowl
On a broken farm
I try to never lie
I really do
I wonder if my friends
Will get me through
Conscious of the was as best we can
17 ways to kill a man
States we've been through
Killing nostalgia
For future swims
Trash all your bridges
Kill the rock all roll thing
I want to move on
With no complains
Building our walls with yesterday
Might as well shine before you slide
Might as well you live before you die
States we've been through
Talk about states
A whole lot of emptiness
Living in a state of constant chasing
A river of flux for our tasting
I try to never lie
I really do
I wonder if my friends will get me through
It always seems to rain
When you leave
I try to stem the flow
As we bleed
States we've been through
Talk about states, states
Talk about states, states
Washing in a birdbath
Sinking in a fish bowl
On a broken farm
I try to never lie
I really do
I wonder if my friends
Will get me through
Conscious of the was as best we can
17 ways to kill a man
States we've been through
Killing nostalgia
For future swims
Trash all your bridges
Kill the rock all roll thing
I want to move on
With no complains
Building our walls with yesterday
Might as well shine before you slide
Might as well you live before you die
States we've been through
Talk about states
A whole lot of emptiness
Living in a state of constant chasing
A river of flux for our tasting
I try to never lie
I really do
I wonder if my friends will get me through
It always seems to rain
When you leave
I try to stem the flow
As we bleed
States we've been through
Talk about states, states
Talk about states, states
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Dead Meat
Your dead meat from former days
I am your crisis
Blue asbestos in your veins
I'm your broken fingers
I've killed you twice
I will again
Revenge is eager
See first you'll crash
Then you'll burn
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Your dead meat
Your dead meat
Your dead meat
Your dead meat formaldehyde
Didn't phase me
I soon returned to track you down
For your confession
I'll be your poison and your pain
I'll be your struggle to be sane
Exploited lament
And the places you never went
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Car crash weather
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along
Car crash weather
Car crash weather, weather
I'm doing you in tomorrow
That's why I'm dressed
In all this sorrow
I'm doing you in tomorrow
I'll burn before I mellow
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along, it's hard to get along
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
I am your crisis
Blue asbestos in your veins
I'm your broken fingers
I've killed you twice
I will again
Revenge is eager
See first you'll crash
Then you'll burn
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Your dead meat
Your dead meat
Your dead meat
Your dead meat formaldehyde
Didn't phase me
I soon returned to track you down
For your confession
I'll be your poison and your pain
I'll be your struggle to be sane
Exploited lament
And the places you never went
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Car crash weather
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along
Car crash weather
Car crash weather, weather
I'm doing you in tomorrow
That's why I'm dressed
In all this sorrow
I'm doing you in tomorrow
I'll burn before I mellow
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along, it's hard to get along
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Letting The Cables Sleep
You in the dark
You in the pain
You on the run
Living a hell
Living your ghost
Living your end
Never seem to get in the place that I belong
Don't wanna lose the time
Lose the time to come
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
You in the sea
On a decline
Breaking the waves
Watching the lights go down
Letting the cables sleep
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
We'll wrap the world around it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
You in the pain
You on the run
Living a hell
Living your ghost
Living your end
Never seem to get in the place that I belong
Don't wanna lose the time
Lose the time to come
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
You in the sea
On a decline
Breaking the waves
Watching the lights go down
Letting the cables sleep
Whatever you say it's alright
Whatever you do it's all good
Whatever you say it's alright
Silence is not the way
We need to talk about it
If heaven is on the way
We'll wrap the world around it
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
If heaven is on the way
If heaven is on the way
I'm a stranger in this town
I'm a stranger in this town
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Mindchanger
Help me sometimes, I need that much
Don't you think it's strange
How we can turn to dust
Think it's strange, like really strained
We'll never run when we've got all these broken bones
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
I think of me sometimes, I'd never tell
Do you recognize me, think that you know me well
I think you're changing, configurating
Destroyed the lines that fed the goods to your heart
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go
Run with the hunted (as you come)
Run with the hunted
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go (run with the hunted)
As you come
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
Don't you think it's strange
How we can turn to dust
Think it's strange, like really strained
We'll never run when we've got all these broken bones
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
I think of me sometimes, I'd never tell
Do you recognize me, think that you know me well
I think you're changing, configurating
Destroyed the lines that fed the goods to your heart
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go
Run with the hunted (as you come)
Run with the hunted
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
It's so hard to let you go
It's so hard to let you go (run with the hunted)
As you come
I will make you change your mind
I will make you change your mind
Writer: GAVIN ROSSDALE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
The Science of Things is the third studio album by British band Bush, released on 26 October 1999, through Trauma Records. The last Bush album released through Trauma, peaked at number eleven on the US Billboard 200 and has been certified platinum by the RIAA. It is the penultimate Bush studio album to feature Dave Parsons and Nigel Pulsford.
The Science of Things incorporated electronic elements into Bush's hard rock sound; particularly on the album's lead single "The Chemicals Between Us". Broadly following a science fiction motif, the album's lyrical themes ranged from the 1980 murder of Dorothy Stratten, the election of Tony Blair in the UK, and environmental damage.
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BushThe Science of Things incorporated electronic elements into Bush's hard rock sound; particularly on the album's lead single "The Chemicals Between Us". Broadly following a science fiction motif, the album's lyrical themes ranged from the 1980 murder of Dorothy Stratten, the election of Tony Blair in the UK, and environmental damage.
Genre(s): Alternative rock, Grunge, hard rock
Producer(s): Gavin Rossdale, Clive Langer, Alan Winstanley
Length: 51:14
Released: October 26th, 1999
Year: 1999