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1. The Fallen
The Fallen
So they say you’re trouble boy
Because you like to destroy
All the things that bring idiots joy
Well what’s wrong with a little destruction?And the Kunst won’t talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we’re all…Up now and get ‘em boy
Up now and get ‘em boy
Drink to the devil and death to the doctorsDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
5000 users fed today
as you feed us
won’t you lead us
to be blessedSo we stole and drank champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
“I never feel pain, won’t you hit me again?”
“I need a bit of Black and Blue to be a Rotation”In my blood I felt bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist an eyebrow burst
You’ve a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of bloodDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdelen or virgin you’ve already been
You’ve already been and we’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessedSo I’m sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt that you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your nameSo they say you’re troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word – the word is Destroy
I break this bottle and think of you fondlyDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It’s not a jag in the arm
It’s a nail in the beam
On this Barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdelen or Virgin
You’ve already been
Yeah you’ve already been
We’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
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2. L. Wells
L. Wells
Great Western Wind catches in your Celtic hair
Flicks it round your face like flames around the sun
In the bright cold air you seem as innocent and fair
As Rita Tushingham in 1961Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you doLP records in your little hands
Put them on your little dansette for a dance
All those men sing you’ll never walk alone
But you’ll never let them break your little heart.Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you doIf you have some sort of secret
If you need someone to tell
You can tell me
Because my memory
Always fails
I will forget
And your secret
Will remain
Yes the secret
Your secret
Will remainWell, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
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3. Jeremy Fraser
Jeremy Fraser
We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver aaahDo you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to knowWe stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
In the middle of the trees
All we taught him
Was freeze, freeze, freeze
When it came towards him
he was dragged from the woods
and dumped in the middle of our old school yard
he was dragged from the woods
and dumped in the middle of our old school yardDo you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to knowNow he’s working hard on his appearance
What can you do when you’re left with a stare and a bleeding heart
We (his friends) grow older
But he stays too young
We’re sorry for the life of Jeremy Fraser
We’re sorry for the life of Jeremy FraserDo you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to knowWe stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver -
4. The Fallen (Ruined by Justice)
The Fallen (Ruined by Justice)
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5. The Fallen
The Fallen
So they say you’re trouble boy
Because you like to destroy
All the things that bring idiots joy
Well what’s wrong with a little destruction?And the Kunst won’t talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we’re all…Up now and get ‘em boy
Up now and get ‘em boy
Drink to the devil and death to the doctorsDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
5000 users fed today
as you feed us
won’t you lead us
to be blessedSo we stole and drank champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
“I never feel pain, won’t you hit me again?”
“I need a bit of Black and Blue to be a Rotation”In my blood I felt bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist an eyebrow burst
You’ve a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of bloodDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdelen or virgin you’ve already been
You’ve already been and we’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessedSo I’m sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt that you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your nameSo they say you’re troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word – the word is Destroy
I break this bottle and think of you fondlyDid I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It’s not a jag in the arm
It’s a nail in the beam
On this Barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdelen or Virgin
You’ve already been
Yeah you’ve already been
We’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We’re all damned -
6. Brown Onions
Brown Onions
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7. The Fallen (Live In Bologna)
The Fallen (Live In Bologna)
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