Scene I Prologue
Scene II Shadowgraph
smile, shape it look sincere
coundtown to the flash
pictures don't lie
lie back relax, think of mother
think of love or another
locate these weights, lest they smother you
or break you in two
mask the child who's insecure
prop him on the stage
don't let him fall
falling calling, run for cover
go hide inside, find a lover
subtract the act, we'll uncover you
and all you've been through
rogue
to shatter all accord
find a code alone
and carry on
on file and on trial, all your making
we've got the shot, no retaking
knee deep in sleep or in waking
Scene III Wee Bit o' Vitriol
waking up with your shoes on
do you know where you are
no time to piece it together
just find you keys and your coat
get yourself back in your car
you can't ignore how it plagues you
it's so easy to score
still the child is lonely
can't fit the pieces in
and so keeeps coming back for more
dressing down in the midnight
gripping sin by its toes
shedding mores as sheepskin
so good so wrong in the dark
a one act play of shadows
whispering lies and offenses
muscling reason from mind
we want to cross all the borders
we've built the prison, set the scales
let's break the chains that bind
Scene IV Borrowed and Blue
enter a clumsy hobbledehay
hobnobbing with the hoi polloi
oh boy,
now there's a role to play
an as a chummy gadabout town
exits arm round evening gown
she goes down
now there's a role to play
and since the show's a hit
it seems that we've been
playing it every day
(and thank you all again)
Scene V Blush and Rouge
still this morning's found you
straining on the toilet with a hangover
belly up for hour in your bed
cursing your good evening
and the painkillers
waging war and raging in your head
painting on a lipstick grin of Saturday
callow thrusts surrendered to the blight
split between the lobes of personality
morning judge and victim of the night
sleep sleep sleep
(still you're stuck at the curb)
sleep your life away
(no one perfect in you)
way into the ground
dream
(past the lamppost breezy)
life a lullaby
counting back time
ninety-nine, ninety eight
gone gone gone
Scene VI Trance
Scene VII Nightmare
Scene VIII Solus (Recapitulation)
Scene IX Soliloquy
am I banished from the realm
left here to face the night alone
or is the sentence but to fear alone
to wake and sleep
from dawm to dusk in twilight zone
yeah, there's Serling in the back
crime, I feel I'm charged I feel I'm drained
I hear the angels sing
the choir strained
the jury's in
the sheep have left me shackled and chained
o yes, I can't deny the weight
and so the final show has come
by slimmest path the broadest way
now shall I cry to bow for this boquet
or wrench my life from out the day to day
to grip the chord at last
and draw the curtain on this morality play
Scene X Epilogue
on an open road
neither here nor there
see we shuffle along
under endless sky
on the buried dead
idly whistling our song
in the cravan
I'm a sham and I
make to flee from the way
every memory
scar and fantasy
leads me back should I stray
on an on
stepping in time
this one's for England
now smile, shape it...
Scene II Shadowgraph
smile, shape it look sincere
coundtown to the flash
pictures don't lie
lie back relax, think of mother
think of love or another
locate these weights, lest they smother you
or break you in two
mask the child who's insecure
prop him on the stage
don't let him fall
falling calling, run for cover
go hide inside, find a lover
subtract the act, we'll uncover you
and all you've been through
rogue
to shatter all accord
find a code alone
and carry on
on file and on trial, all your making
we've got the shot, no retaking
knee deep in sleep or in waking
Scene III Wee Bit o' Vitriol
waking up with your shoes on
do you know where you are
no time to piece it together
just find you keys and your coat
get yourself back in your car
you can't ignore how it plagues you
it's so easy to score
still the child is lonely
can't fit the pieces in
and so keeeps coming back for more
dressing down in the midnight
gripping sin by its toes
shedding mores as sheepskin
so good so wrong in the dark
a one act play of shadows
whispering lies and offenses
muscling reason from mind
we want to cross all the borders
we've built the prison, set the scales
let's break the chains that bind
Scene IV Borrowed and Blue
enter a clumsy hobbledehay
hobnobbing with the hoi polloi
oh boy,
now there's a role to play
an as a chummy gadabout town
exits arm round evening gown
she goes down
now there's a role to play
and since the show's a hit
it seems that we've been
playing it every day
(and thank you all again)
Scene V Blush and Rouge
still this morning's found you
straining on the toilet with a hangover
belly up for hour in your bed
cursing your good evening
and the painkillers
waging war and raging in your head
painting on a lipstick grin of Saturday
callow thrusts surrendered to the blight
split between the lobes of personality
morning judge and victim of the night
sleep sleep sleep
(still you're stuck at the curb)
sleep your life away
(no one perfect in you)
way into the ground
dream
(past the lamppost breezy)
life a lullaby
counting back time
ninety-nine, ninety eight
gone gone gone
Scene VI Trance
Scene VII Nightmare
Scene VIII Solus (Recapitulation)
Scene IX Soliloquy
am I banished from the realm
left here to face the night alone
or is the sentence but to fear alone
to wake and sleep
from dawm to dusk in twilight zone
yeah, there's Serling in the back
crime, I feel I'm charged I feel I'm drained
I hear the angels sing
the choir strained
the jury's in
the sheep have left me shackled and chained
o yes, I can't deny the weight
and so the final show has come
by slimmest path the broadest way
now shall I cry to bow for this boquet
or wrench my life from out the day to day
to grip the chord at last
and draw the curtain on this morality play
Scene X Epilogue
on an open road
neither here nor there
see we shuffle along
under endless sky
on the buried dead
idly whistling our song
in the cravan
I'm a sham and I
make to flee from the way
every memory
scar and fantasy
leads me back should I stray
on an on
stepping in time
this one's for England
now smile, shape it...