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Sunday School
03:25
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Back in sixty seven I was treated like a fool
When my mother sent me off to Sunday school
I got fresh clothes and she parted my hair
Said go with your friend, he’s waiting out there
When we got to the church I was made to sit alone
On those hard, dark benches I lowered the tone
Surrounded by these sanctimonious riches
You’re top dog and I know who the bitch is
Hallelujah to the Lord They’re screaming to the ceiling
The sound of their voices was sending me reeling
Hallelujah to the Lord They’re screaming to the rafters
I don't believe in any happy ever afters
Then through the central aisle came a boy with a cross
Made of papier-mâché and dental floss
He wailed and cried and fell to his knees
The world had gone crazy I started to leave
Hallelujah to the Lord They’re screaming to the ceiling
He died for our Sins It was sending me reeling
Hallelujah to the Lord They’re screaming to the rafters
I’m not feeling any happy ever afters
They burned me with their eyes I withered on my seat
They offered me a piece of Jesus to eat
I made for the door and grabbed the handle
Never to return better light me a candle
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2. |
Feed your Dog
05:48
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I sit by the fire chuck on another log
I cut more meat and throw it to your dog
You sat each night with his head in your lap
He slobbered on your cheeks and I got jack
He’s looking at me now with those hang dog eyes
That look you gave me that I always despised
I hate that hound I'll feed him 'til he bursts
And when that's done I'll be doing something worse
I could go to the river and throw in a ball
I'd wave bye bye at Niagra Falls
I could climb the highest mountain top
Tie him to a rock and watch him drop
You sat right there and called him honey
Stroked his back and rubbed his tummy
You took him to a parlour, it ain’t so funny
The way you wasted all my money
In my mind, he’s strapped to a rocket
I reach for the lighter deep in my pocket
I've got a bunch of ideas but whatever I do
You know sweet darlin' I'll be thinking of you
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3. |
Jean
04:49
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JEAN GOES TO PARTIES SHE LETS HERSELF GO
SHE SUPS WITH THE DEVIL, THE DRINK IT WILL FLOW
SHE'S CHASING THE DRAGON, TO THE NEEDLE SHE DRAINS
THE BLOOD TO AND FRO, SHE’S PUMPING HER VEINS
CHORUS
ONE YEAR AGO JEAN CAPTURED HER DREAMS
SIGNED UP AS A MODEL, SHE'S QUEEN OF THE SCENE
THE INVITES KEEP COMING, SHE REALLY MUST GO
GET HER FACE OUT THERE, BE THE ONE TO KNOW
CHORUS
IT STARTS GETTING HARDER TO KEEP UP THE PACE
TAKE THESE IT WILL HELP, KEEP SHOWING YOUR FACE
YOU WON'T LAST LONG IF YOU DON'T PLAY THE GAME
IF YOU DON'T DO THE CIRCUIT , THEY'LL FORGET YOUR NAME
CHORUS
NOW JEAN'S GAUNT AND HOLLOW, IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG
IT'S EASY TO SEE WHERE IT ALL WENT WRONG
SHE LAYS IN THE DARK ON HER BLOOD CAKED SHEETS
GIVEN UP ON THE ARMS SHE’S INJECTING HER FEET
CHORUS
JEAN IS A SCREAM, SHE'S LIVING THE DREAM FAMOUS TOO SOON, SHE'S ONLY SIXTEEN IT'S 24/7 SHE'S LIKE A MACHINE SHE'S CHEMICALLY DRIVEN IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN
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Antisocial Socialite
03:18
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I’m an antisocial socialite I drug myself to sleep at night
A pacifist up for a fight and when I’m wrong it feels so right
Got a regular job with regular money
I’m king bee I gather the honey
Been working so hard I fall apart at the seams
I’ve got responsibilities they’re heavy like a gaolers keys
No matter how I toil I’m drowning in oil
I bring home the bacon but you’re all vegetarian
Am I a fascist dictator or left libertarian
So I pour another drink get slicker on liquor
I was looking for God and just got a vicar
What he did made me sick in the shitter
Left a taste in my mouth I’m twisted and bitter
I’m a pessimistic optimist out on the loose
It’s what you got not what you missed don’t take that abuse
I’m an introverted extrovert out on the town
Those drugs that get you higher are just bringing me down.
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5. |
Call Me Death
02:55
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I’m the cancer in your liver the spark inside the cable
The rope around your neck as you jump off of the table
You should be happy to meet me I’ll take away the pain
I’ll end all the suffering that’s driving you insane
I’m the flame that dies in the darkness of your eyes
I’m the killer germ, the bird that got the worm
I am the suicide with the blade of the knife
I‘m what you can’t avoid, the end of your life
Call me Death when you speak my name
Live your life or it’s all in vain
Call me Death when you’re on your knees
I’ll take you away you better believe
And you can’t see me ‘cos I am in you
I see through your eyes, I know all your lies
I’m the smell that’s left on your dying breath
The final destination, I’ll send you subterranean
Call me Death when you speak my name
Live your life or it’s all in vain
Call me Death when you’re on your knees
I’ll take you away you better believe
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6. |
I'm In Your Garden
05:21
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I’m in your garden
I'm invisible, invincible , hidden from view
The scent of sweet jasmine reminds me of you
The dew on the grass like the tears on your face
Glistens I watch from my hiding place
I collect a new trophy feeling sublime
And slink back away from your washing line
Fresh laundered perfection, delicate lace, silky softness against my face
You didn't take too long to find
I'll always have you on my mind
You changed address and changed your phone when you left me all alone
I'm in your garden darling, behind the fishing gnome
i see the TV flashing and I know you are at home
I'm in your garden darling I'll be back
Real soon
Just waiting for the clouds to crawl across the moon.
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Captive
05:22
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Locked in the cellar she was biting her nails
Rocking on her heels no wind in her sails
The cold dark room had no natural light
No stars in her sky in this endless plight
Above was a sound her heart skipped a beat
A scraping of chair legs as he got to his feet
The creak of his boots at the top of the stairs
Light shone through the key hole and then he was there
She was running through a field when she closed her eyes
A bright red sun in a turquoise sky
She was running through a field when she closed her eyes
A bright red sun in a bloodshot eye
He beat her and he kicked her and he left her for dead
But he could not defeat her she kept her head
His foetid breath was rasping in her ear
He smelled of stale tobacco, whiskey and beer
Momma always said stay away from the woods
Momma said girl you just better be good
Momma said be wise and be smart
Bad things happen alone in the dark
She was running through a field when she closed her eyes
A bright red sun in a turquoise sky
She was running through a field when she closed her eyes
A bright red sun in a bloodshot eye
Then the sun exploded she saw her chance
Found the long cold key in his discarded pants
All she could do she didn’t wanna die
So she stuck the fucking key in the motherfucker’s eye
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8. |
Bright Red Shoes
04:35
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I will always love you I loved you from afar
Ever since the day I followed in my car
I will always love you I love you every day
and I know sweet baby you'll never go away
The way you walked you looked so sweet
Those bright red shoes upon your feet
I loved the way you wore your hair
Tied at the back with your skin so fair
I parked the car I went on foot
I followed you into a Pizza Hut
In the corner you sipped your tea
I dreamed of how our life could be
I will always love you I loved you from afar
Ever since the day I followed in my car
I will always love you I love you every day
and I know sweet baby you'll never go away
You stood up I had to follow
Thinking of a new tomorrow
Your front door was brightest red
I heard the voices in my head
Go right in she’s waiting for you, go into the house be as quiet as a mouse
Go right in go in through the hall, she wants you to call she wants you to call (screams x 4)
Can’t really explain how you wound up dead
But I’m wearing your shoes and your hair’s on my head
You were my one great desire
Our love burned bright like a funeral pyre
I will always love you I loved you from afar
I’ll always have your heart sealed tightly in a jar.
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9. |
Fire of the Gods
04:04
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I saw the girl burst into flames
She glowed white hot but felt no pain
She died at once it’s a funny world
A ball of fire a white hot shroud
The fire of the gods had taken her soul
What’s left of her body just ashes in a hole
Charcoal on the ceiling a big black mark
I choked on the smoke then the room went dark
I saw the girl burst into flames
She glowed white hot but felt no pain
She died at once it’s a funny world
A ball of fire a white hot shroud
The fire of the gods had taken her soul
What’s left of her body just ashes in a hole
Charcoal on the ceiling a big black mark
I choked on the smoke then the room went dark
I felt myself falling as I pushed in the knife
The fire of the gods won’t take my life
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Dreams Of Carnage Leicester, UK
Dreams of Carnage were formed in 1982 as a four piece comprising of Sid Noot (Steve Townsend) on vocals, Dave Metcalf on
bass, Steve Cardoni on guitar and Tim Noonan on drums.
We re-formed about four years ago for a bit of fun and are still going. Steve left in 2015 and we managed to recruit the very talented John Gibb on guitar. We hope you enjoy the album.
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