di Squier

BILLY SQUIER

Lonely is the night
When you find yourself alone
Your demons come to light
And your mind is not your own
Lonely is the night
When there’s no one left to call
You feel the time is right
Say the writin’s on the wall, yeah

It’s a high time to fight
When the walls are closin’ in
Call it what you like
This time you got to win

Lonely, lonely, lonely
Your spirit’s sinkin’ down
You find you’re not the only stranger in this town

Red lights, green lights, stop ‘n go jive
Headlines, deadlines jammin’ your mind
You been stealin’ shots from the side
Let your feelin’ go for a ride

There’s danger out tonight
The man is on the prowl
Get the dynamite
The boys are set to prowl
Lonely is the night
When you hear the voices call
Are you ready for a fight?
Do you wanna take it all?

…

di O’Donnell, Williams, Gallup, Smith, Tolhurst, Thompson

CURE

On candystripe legs the spiderman comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
When I realise with fright
That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

Quietly he laughs and shaking his head
Creeps closer now
Closer to the foot of the bed
And softer than shadow and quicker than flies
His arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
“Be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
Don’t struggle like that or I will only love you more
For it’s much too late to get away or turn on the light
The spiderman is having you for dinner tonight”

…

di Rossdale

BUSH

Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in

Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in

Tied to a wheel, my fingers gotta feel
Bleeding through a tourniquet smile
I spin on a whim, I slide to the right
I felt you like electric light

For our love, for our fear
For our rise against the years, and years, and years

Got a machine head, it’s better than the rest
Green to red, machine head
Got a machine head, it’s better than the rest
Green to red

I walk from my machine
I walk from my machine, yeah

Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in

Deaf, dumb and 30, starting to deserve this
Leaning on my conscience wall
Blood is like wine, unconscious all the time
If I had it all again, I’d change it all

Got a machine head, it’s better than the rest
Green to red, machine head
Got a machine head, it’s better than the rest
Green to red, yeah…