Brill Bruisers
Out on the waves
Over the railing asking the crowd
Send you back
To stage its sail it's sailing away
They left behind
Looking for searchlights leading the charge
The mass appeal
To brilliant bruisers taking the wheel
And the sea was alright and it was alright, it's
It's all we know now to never go back
Now the grenade
And it's seconds before the bang
Wanted to keep
Much of that leader of your gang
Born at the hearts
Of brilliant bruisers where we find them
And 'til we do
We'll have to drift until we find them
And the sea was alright
And it was alright, it's
It's all we know now to never go back
With the junkyard science
To hang on
And do a bang-on
Impression
Will young sorrow
It's tied in
Firing of the sirens
Go in fighting
To crying
The rising star dying
Of this own virus
It's tied in
The firing of the sirens
And the sea was alright
And it was alright, it's
And now we know how to never go back
And the sea was alright
Yes it was alright, it's
It's all we know now to never go back
Writer: Carl Allan Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Gold Songs
Champions Of Red Wine
We are champions of red wine, poured all over
It's what we're known for, find arms crossed lines
Crossed for old times, like starting over
Open up the headlamps, be poised to look for
You're coming over, you've done your research
It has the force of water, and we've got a lot here
The steps I take, back to you
The steps I take, back to you
I think we could save lives, if we don't spend them
Way undercover, I am not your love song
Love song gone wrong, I'm coming over
The steps I take, back to you
The steps I take, back to you
We are champions of red wine, poured all over
And we're coming over, we're coming over
We're coming over, we're coming over
Writer: Carl Allan Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Gold Songs
Fantasy Fools
Here come the fortune seekers
Backyard dreams that bleed their secrets
The fortune seekers
Spinning wheels in the sand
All out of body, out of hand
The plan to redirect the arc of time
Is spread out on the bedspread stained with wine
We'll hang some bells on your daylights and it's like they look brand new
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts, too
What the hell, since we traveled so far from the future for you
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts
Here come the fortune seekers
Using muscle memory, dreaming fever
The fortune seekers
What we wanted was deadly clear
We wanted rapture
Well, it's been here
The plan to launch a careful strategy
Is spread out on the bedspread carelessly
We'll hang some bells on your daylights and it's like they look brand new
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts, too
What the hell, since we traveled so far from the future for you
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts
You're gonna need your body
You're gonna need your body
We'll hang some bells on your daylights and it's like they look brand new
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts, too
What the hell since we traveled so far from a the future for you
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts
Let's begin, let the fantasy fool the experts
You're gonna need your body
Writer: Carl Allan Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Gold Songs
War On The East Coast
Last night I dreamt
Vancouver dressed up in the ocean
Last night I dreamt
Victoria drowned in the ocean
The ride of a lifetime
The rites of spring of a lifetime
The ride of a lifetime
The rites of spring of a lifetime
[Bridge:]
Blondes, brunettes, paper jets
Blondes, brunettes, paper jets
Star power, star power
The king bent over to smell a flower
[Pre-Chorus:]
I wanted to go home with you
I wanted to stay true to the cause
But look what we're living in
[Chorus:]
It's war on the east coast
It's war out west
Oh, I don't care
I don't care
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I get it way back
I worked on it all day
A girl on a motorbike goes the wrong way
Wild gypsy ship
Never knew what hit
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus x2]
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus x4]
Backstairs
Taking the backstairs...
Before I knew to choose the music of celebrity
I sang backups on the backstairs, the backstairs, the backstairs
I wore out grooves sneaking around the servants' quarters, so
So I knew my way around the backstairs
There is another West, you'll find out
It's nearly thunderous
There is another West, much wilder
You feel it under us
And yet another West,
A new one, when you arrive
I move so slow, I didn't know that I was backing off
It was getting backed out on the backstairs, the backstairs, the backstairs
And I came
And I saw
And I ran
And I won
And I came
And I saw
And I ran
And I won
And I came
And I saw
And I ran
And I won
There is another West, you'll find out
It's nearly thunderous
There is another West, much wilder
You feel it under us
And yet another West,
A new one, when you arrive
Another West,
A new one, when you arrive
Taking the backstairs...
And I came
And I saw
And I ran
And I won...
I knew my way around the backstairs
Writer: Carl Allan Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Gold Songs
Marching Orders
What do these marching orders mean?
Some hackneyed fairy tale I'd move outta their dreams
It's what they do
Stepping to
Marching ten paces in front of you
Let's put this countdown clock away
Unfinished parts of the death ray on the lawn
Let them rust, turn to dust
What the heart can't imagine we'll trust
They
They say we can't make this stuff up,
But what else could we make?
What do these marching orders say?
Spelled out in loud forgotten language, they leave
The voice wrecked; don't connect
What the fuse was put there to protect
They
They say we can't make this stuff up,
But what else could we make?
Come on, really lose your voice.
Come on, really lose it.
They
They say we can't make this stuff up,
But what else could we make?
No, your marching orders stay
Always despise them, anyway,
So hell no, it won't go
Another Drug Deal Of The Heart
We can't send it back
Pretend it's yours 'cause it will be
It will still be cracked
Are you sure we bought the right thrill here?
It's a drug deal of the heart
Don't meet me here
Just meet me out on that corner stop
I won't pay you here
Let's treat it more like being sworn enough
Like a drug deal of the heart
A drug deal of the heart
It's a drug deal of the heart
Born With A Sound
There's death in the breadline
There's deaths on the vine
I wanted you quite often
In that I wanted you all of the time
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
I was into the illusion
I was into the never-ending scene
And the sound of confusion
In the riverside
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
Singing a mistresses' tangueray
I had a sound in my head
But I couldn't find the words
To get it out
Now I know love is the way
Get it out
I had a sound in my head
But I couldn't find the words
To get it out
Now I know love is the way
Get it out, get it out
I see death in the breadline
I see deaths on the vine
I want you quite often
I want you all of the time
I had a sound in my head
And I couldn't get it out, get it out
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
I was born with a sound
Wide Eyes
Overlooking the canyon,
Right from where I'm standing,
I swear I see my former glory still burning
It had every intent of returning
There's years to planning and landing
To prepare for jumping the canyon
It's not the death-defying, or cheering,
It's the thrill of clearing, barely clearing
And if you see no hope for me
I still see hope for you
In the high rise of the morning
The exception that proves my rule
Still I'm tying up loose ends
I'm tying them to a chance to defy them
To protect and hide them, untie them
These are not the ones you want to untie them
And now I'm jumping the canyon
After years of planning and planning
It's the monumental challenge of feeling
That you must fight before you start freewheeling
And if I see no hope for me
I still see hope for you
In the wide eyes of the morning
The exception that proves my rule
And if I see no hope for me
I still see hope for you
In the high rise of the morning
The exception that proves my rule
Proves my rule
Dancehall Domine
They love you with the lights on
Repeat it, recite it
Whenever you feel gentle
Whenever you'll be knighted
Some will have to brave the line
But they're letting you right in
They love you with the lights on
Turn them on but don't bother
Never been so loved
But you're handling it well, lover
Just like every idea
Wants to be like no other
What we call the dancehall domine
Embedded, indebted, don't let it
No never let it be said
We call the dancehall domine
You're covered in credits
Don't let it, no never let it be said
I've got, got the floor
Now I've got, got the floor
In the heart, in the heart, in the heart, in the heart
They love you with the lights on
Defeated, delighted
Never say the right thing
So keep it exciting
You don't have to brave the line
No they're letting you right in
What we call the dancehall domine
Embedded, indebted, don't let it
No never let it be said
We call the dancehall domine
You're covered in credits
Don't let it, no never let it be said
I've got, got the floor
Now I've got, got the floor
In the heart, in the heart, in the heart, in the heart
What we call the dancehall domine
Embedded, indebted, don't let it
No never let it be said
We call the dancehall domine
You're covered in credits, don't let it
No never let it be said
I've got, got the floor
Now I've got, got the floor
Now I've got, got the floor
Now I've got, got the floor
In the heart, in the heart, in the heart, in the heart
Writer: Carl Allan Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Gold Songs
Spidyr
So you wanted to go toward the streetlights
But the city at night was not for you
Your mind saw sparks, mine saw stars
We played games, we played guitars
I don't know where you are but I'm coming
Spider
Your mind saw sparks, mine saw stars
We were playing games, playing guitars
I don't know, I don't know
Spider
They want you, they want you, they want you
Hi-Rise
We're out on the roof
All eyes in the night
Are concentrated and glowing
An explosion effect
Walking on the roof
Of a hi-rise on the moon
You never go where you're going
But points there is room
You're much harder to place
Now that you are floating untethered in space
I'm falling into madrigals
I'm falling into madrigals
What you want is not the star
What you want is not the star
Walking on the roof
Of a hi-rise here to stay
Experiment in levitation
A psychic left to pray
You're much harder to place
Now that you are floating untethered in space
I'm falling into madrigals
I'm falling into madrigals
What you want is not the star
What you want is not the star
You Tell Me Where
Take a breather
They came for Caesar
But I don't think he's here
Disiderata
Is that your name now
Glad you came out
You've proved your poison
Is more than noise and
The joy's addictive
Although restrictive
Fair baby beware or not are we square
Old friends from last call
Searching a glass for
Some famous last words
Let from the master
With all your shit talking
And all your blue stocking
And hit the spell check
You want some hell check?
Direct your own pace
You need your own place
So you tell me where
To be I'll be there
A little seasick
But feel you've fallen
And now it's crawling
Me I'm hauling
Old friends from last call
Searching a glass for
Some famous last words
Let from the master
You see my range, you could change me
If you wanted to
Just rearrange a few pieces and run
If there's no way but the high road to save me
If that's not easy so leave me alone
Think I could change to become what you want me
To think we could finally be done
So you tell me where to be, I'll be there