"The Hanging Tree"

I've walked along these muddy banks a thousand times before
And watched the waves wash clean the trees that grow along the shore
I've sat there for hours until the sun had long gone down
.....To see the hanging tree

There it stands, a silhouette against a frozen moon
The wind blows through it's brittle leaves and whistles out a tune
A song I can recall I sang the night I took my true love
.....To the hanging tree

Seasons try to tear it down but it will never die
Sometimes if you listen close you'll hear a young girl cry
Crying for the innocence she sacrificed to me
.....Beneath the hanging tree

"Insomnia Blues"

A pleasant hours sleep
A precious hour stolen, yours to keep
Half of your brain cells willingly
Sacrificed
You don't miss your short-term memory
I have to say you were sacrificed willingly
Skinny dipping in the primordial ooze
That's your father on the 10 o' clock news
Dripping skin
Knee-jerk life
Insomnia blues
The present hour's death
Is fast approaching, hold your breath
All your oxygen willingly
Sacrificed
Don't want to see the turn of the century
The mortal coil severed gratefully
Still we're swimming in the primordial ooze
Everyone you meet in your dreams is You
Suddenly grim
Hang-knot tie
Insomnia blues

"Closer Than Home"

Early in the morning
When the air you breathe caves in on you
Don't you feel so alone and confused
That's the life they've planned out for you

So take a snapshot of heaven
Hang it on the wall and call it your own
That's as close as you'll get, babe
But it's closer
It's closer than home

Later on in the evening
When the stars fall so far from the sky
Don't it make you want to lay down and cry?
That's what you get for believing a lie

So take a snapshot of heaven
Hang it on the wall and call it your own
That's as close as you'll get, babe
But it's closer
It's closer than home

"Faith Healer"

Feed me
Slice it from your head tonight and
Feed me
You know I'm hard to please and you've gone greedy
But that's the price I pay to make you need me

So curious
Spuriously leaking clues to anyone with money for the show

Heal me
Lay your hands on me tonight and
Heal me
Am I so numb that you can't even
Feel me
Even so you know it's not the real me
(No!)

So furious
Curiously leasing cures to anyone too gullible not to know

So dangerous
Someone else is speaking through me now
To tell you what I've found

Get down on your hands and knees
And pray tonight that nobody sees
The filth
The filth, diseased
Could it be that no one needs your faith?
No one needs your faith anymore

To the Hermit

When the time comes
For the reconcilliation of the Hermit
I will be there
Sixty-nine guns
And one more, please, makes seventy
...and I've got what I need
7-0 for the Hermit

When the rhymes slow
And yer listeners don't know or care 'bout the Hermit
I shall believe
Sixty-nine suns
...Eleven more makes eighty, see?
...and I've got what I need
8-0 for the Hermit

If the Hermit sees the reconcilliation coming
He'll turn the other way and start to running
They don't call him the Hermit for nothing
And I got a double-ought nine volt battery,
I'm gonna stick it on his tongue

If your mind's numb
And you're as rum-dumb as the Hermit
I'll shed a tear
Ninety nine nuns
...one gave birth and that makes a hundred
Sixty nine to the Hermit
Sunshine to the Hermit
I bless the life of the Hermit
I put the knife to the Hermit

Bring On the storm...

Bring on the storm.
Bring it on, you heartless, soulless sadist.
Pelt me with hail, soak me to the shivering skin with the tears of multitudes.
For I am a HOLOCAUST.
I am DIVISION.
Let me hear your thunder crack like the sound of creation...
Thor, bang a gong, let's see some action
Lightning strikes like razor blades, like Russian roulette
Dare ya!
Is there an injustice you've spared me?
Search your memory...
Spit words like fire, burning up I'm burning up o God just like that monk in flames my God I am up and on top of it but mainly I'm in flames
Good night...bring on the storm
I'll make something of it
Just watch, you'll see
*******
Do you remember me?
I'm the one...you said "That's how ya do it, ya jus' keep on walkin'"
So I walked
Miles and miles I must have walked
Ian Curtis' voice in my head
Bellowing
"......walk......in silence....."
So I walked
"......Don't turn away.....in silence....."
And I walked
"......People like you find it easy......"
"...............................Walking on air"
Who told you the secret?
Who told you that was the was the you do it?
Did it work for you?
Cuz it's damned sure not working for me
*******
Is it your problem?
*******
Someday I will prove to you that my heart is every bit as hard as yours that my soul is every bit as cold as yours that my mind is every bit as warped as yours that my ambition is every bit as corrupt as yours that my will is every bit as strong as a marble god's
But for now you'll put me in my place
I can get angry, I can get sad
I can squeeze my brain tryin' to understand
None of it will do any good

The Man Who Knows It All

Who made the stars to shine?
Who put that sparkle in your eye?
Who gave the singer to the song?
Who slayed the cherubim that kept me out and kept you in?
Who let the outcasts belong?

Who taught the sage to swim in waters most are drowning in?
Who'll tell the wise man from the clown?
Who made the light that shines that none have seen with open eyes?
Who sees the darkness all around?

Well I'd like to meet the man who shook the hand of the man who knows it all
I would shake the hand of the man who shook the hand of the man who knows it all

Tell me now who made you smile?
Enlighten me for a little while...
Give me your reason for my own
I want to meet the man who understands and gives a damn
There's someone I would like to know

And I'd like to meet the man who shook the hand of the man who knows it all
I would shake the hand of the man who shook the hand of the man who knows it all

Bastard Son

The man kept saying "My nerves are shot"
He kept repeating, "My nerves are shot, my nerves are shot"
His nerves were shot, they were frazzled
His nerves were fucking electrical hazzards
And I was the bastard who shot them to shit

He broke his fist, put a hole in the wall
The man was pissed, he knocked a hole in the wall
Fell to his knees, he was broken
Said a lot of things, left a lot more things unspoken
And I was the bastard who put him back together

For days and days
Seemed that it would never end
How could he make up for the days
He stopped trying to pretend
That he loved me

The man is saying "I don't remember"
He keeps repeating, "I don't remember, I don't remember"
He has forgotten all of the little details
A mental block on the memories that would kill him
And I'm the bastard who wants him to remember