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WOLFSBANE
 
 
 
  1. Wings
2. Lifestyles Of The Broke & Obscure
3. My Face
4. Money Talks
5. Seen How Its Done
6. Beautiful Lies
7. Protect & Survive
8. Black Machine
9. Violence
10. Die Again

CD 2 : Limited Edition - Everything Else
1. Rope & Ride
2. Want Me
3. For You
4. End of the Century
5 Hollow Man
6. Born to Run
 
Réalisé en 1994
Enregistré et mixé au Great Linford Manor
 
Produit par Simon "Le Petomane" Efemey & Wolfsbane
 
Arrangé par Simon "Le Petomane" Efemey
 
assisté par Ashley "Capers" Groom
 
Géré par Gary Garner pour Tribal Management
Durée totale : 48:35
Photographies de Midori Tsukagoshi
 
 
 

WINGS

I stare up from the bed and wish that I was dead
Instead of lying here with you
When this house is like a tomb, I should be somewhere new
A new frontier and new horizon

Now I've got to get away
Now I've got to walk away
Find the words I've got to say
Finding the strength to walk like I talk and walk away from you

If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly away forever

In my dreams, I'm not with you, like an eagle in the noose
Like a coward with the truce is broken
In my new reality, I hold all the keys
I decide which doors open

Now I've got to get away
Now I've got to walk away
Find the words I've got to say
Finding the strength to walk like I talk and walk away from you

If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly away forever

In my dreams, the windows smash
From the dirt, the broken glass
Shows me the reflections of their faces
In the streets of blood and pain
Grab a folk that turns to chain
Take a knife, I slice away all my hatred

Slice away the building there
If I had the chance, I would try to cry an ocean
Waves that I take before crash against the shore
Into the rocks of my emotions

Now I've got to get away
Now I've got to walk away
Find the words I've got to say
Finding the strength to walk like I talk and walk away from you

If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly
If I had wings, I'd fly away forever

I'd cry!

 

LIFESTYLES OF THE BROKE & OBSCURE

I stand a rebel when I know just where I stand
You changed the rules and I will stick them in the sand
There's nowhere hot to go, there is no second chance
I take my life by destiny in my own hands

My heart is left beating
Try to put me down
I still believe in

Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
It's not a joke anymore

Life is the same, it's just the same as any drug
The more you get, the less you watch them bring it up
Sooner or later, you'll become really hot
You're out of money... Worse, you're out of luck

My heart is left beating
Try to put me down
I still believe in

Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
It's not a joke anymore

You think you wear a costume, you really are a fake
This is my way of life and now it's full of hate
You don't know your history, you give me a future
I take no prisoners and I'm about to shoot ya

My heart is left beating
Try to put me down
I still believe in

Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
Life of the broke and obscure
It's not a joke anymore

 
 

MY FACE

My face is my backstage pass
Like the queen, you don't need cash
You won't see me with an empty glass
I got the future, got the pass

Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene
Get your extra cinema seats
Places I go and drink for free
They say "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

I work guitar and bass and drums
Singing all the same, singing all the run
I am the saviour, I am the Christ
I am the Satan who pays you the price

This is here I am at last
With a rock black leather suit, first class
Saw my face in a magazine
She says "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

Dream on, dream on
I got what you want

I was born... all the fuss...
Eyes move... all over us...
Eyes grow big... in my head...
I tell the town from the boring men

You can dream on, dream on

My face is my backstage pass
Like the queen, you don't need cash
You won't see me with an empty glass
I got the future, got the pass

Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene
Get your extra cinema seats
Places I go and drink for free
They say "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

Dream on, dream on
I got what you want

Dream on!

 
 

MONEY TALKS

Do you ever wonder about the way we are?
What are the reasons? We stuck it up so far
Do you ever worry about you and me?
Do you ever think this is the way we'll always be?

It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun
A loaded trailer with no truck
A power amp with no guitar
A jukebox in an empty bar

Once again, once again
Once again, we're out of luck again

Money talks
Money talks
Money talks, it says goodbye
It dies like you and I

Crucify myself on my own dream
These blistered hands are worth what a real life means

It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun
A loaded trailer with no truck
A power amp with no guitar
A jukebox in an empty bar

Once again, once again
Once again, we're out of luck, my friend

Money talks
Money talks
Money talks, it says goodbye
It dies like you and I

But it says life is a struggle
But Jesus Christ!
Can you call this mess a home?!

Once again, my friend
We're out of luck again
But it makes the pieces fit
We have got too much of it

It's just like a circus clown with loaded gun
A loaded trailer with no truck
A power amp with no guitar
A jukebox in an empty bar

Once again, once again
Once again, we're out of luck, my friend

Money talks
Money talks
Money talks, it says goodbye
It dies like you and I

Money talks

 
 

SEEN HOW ITS DONE

I never shot anybody, but I've seen how it's done
Saw a soldier on the TV shoot a little kid for fun

Put him on his knees, put a bullet through his head
Let them grass a little kid like this

I've seen how it's done
I've seen how it's done
That was only one war for everyone
Blood of the gun
I've seen how it's done

I never started a war, but I've seen how it's done
Put your president on the TV
He says we'll blow them all to Kingdom Come, Thy will be done!

He's better than me, he's running the USA
Spending money on bombs, people starve every day

I've seen how it's done
I've seen how it's done
That was only one war for everyone
That's blood of the gun
I've seen how it's done

That's not the way it should be
That's not the way at all
I've made some good friends
I know how that's done
Stretch out your hand and use it, brother
Use it, brother!

When I won wars, I fought some genocide hungry battles
Everybody's sinking high, everybody's to stay cool

I've seen how it's done
I've seen how it's done
That was only one war for everyone
Blood of the gun
I've seen how it's done

Gotta talk about peace and love
All you gotta do is say it out loud
Gotta talk about peace and love
All you do is say it out loud

I've seen how it's done

 
 

BEAUTIFUL LIES

On your bended knees, you look so sweet
It's time to pray again
By the light of my 10" TV, it's time to pray again
When it hurts and tears come, I'd like to taste them
Salted sadness rolls from a heart that begs for what can never be given
Now it's time to pray again
Now it's time to pray
Do your knees hurt yet?
Like the rest, you think you can touch me inside? Ha ha ha ha ha!
How does your mother pray? How does your sister pray?
I will tell you all the words to say...
Believe in nothing

Jump through walls, the working class
Smash their futures, get them out of my class
Send them up, crucifix, a model to redenelix
And cancer above our sky

Death of love three times a night
Tears from us start running down cheeks without compassion
We've all been called beautiful

Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

Lugatracks buy, sell and destroy
Wrecking peoples' lives like children's toys
Conorended violation, that makes up our generation
Watching the movie every day
Don't believe a word they say

Sadly like a vulture's free
Cannonballs of our tortury
We've all been called beautiful

Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

A little cleaner every day
Trust a friend and then betray
Not stand your high and cultures' dictates
And for their wreckings every fucking day

We've all been called beautiful
Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

Lies!

 
 

PROTECT & SURVIVE

Closer each day
The breakdown of decay
Soon, it will be on your straight
Inmasculate, don't start peace

It's war, now it's time
It's a war, you're on the frontline

Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
What we don't take, we got

Don't cry, be late
You're the host, before they're out of sight
Tear gas, tea break
The children insanity

It's war, now it's time
It's a war, you're on the frontline

Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
What we don't take, we got

We played with all that on this earth
The one who best describes a word
WAR!!! WAR!!!

Don't cry, be late
You're the host, before they're out of sight

It's war, now it's time
It's a war, you're on the frontline

Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
Protect and survive! Protect and survive!
What we don't take, we got

 
 

BLACK MACHINE

Roll into the time of tepid resistance
Riding through right into the distance
Considering what might have been, like a two time loser
When I'm riding up to get a piece of the future

Sometimes, it's a little world
It's for the same surprises
Sometimes, it's a little world
It's all for the compromises

You face a lead and this machine in the thirties
And instincts and the huh
Tried to thank many of the people to the fotion
Changing yourself to a bush so you can never have emotion

And it's a one-stop shot the ordity
I'll be on a black machine
It's a one-stop shot the ordity
I'll be on a black machine

Riding free

Tragic comic, huh
To the fools who are trying to huh
Huh
Huh

Sometimes, it's a little world
It's for the same surprises
Sometimes, it's a little world
It's all for the compromises

And it's a one-stop shot the ordity
I'll be on a black machine
It's a one-stop shot the ordity
I'll be on a black machine

 
 

VIOLENCE

On the tv news, in paper every day
Seems there's another war it's in another place
The poorer that you get the shorter
That the fuse becomes
You gotta fight to live

Lower forms of life are wooing in the streets
Can you believe they're talking about you and me?
All the jobs are gone see the grown man weep
You gotta fight to live

Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they don't care
Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they got theirs

There is violence in the air
Violence in the air
Violence!

In suffering and violence we must wash ourselves
Ram raid supermarkets empty all the shelves
Dancing on the corpse of a brave new world
We gotta fight to live

Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they don't care
Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they got theirs

There is violence in the air
Violence in the air
Violence!

The fascists fuel the nazis christian
Skinheads kick to kill
In the church of christ they say it's all God's will
We brought in our selves because we are evil

The wages of our sin is death
They choke us all with paranoia to making us forget
Liberty's sweet breath
They don't know any more than you and me
Because you see they're evil

Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they don't care
Sick but true, but everything they do
Is just telling you they got theirs

There is violence in the air
Violence in the air
Violence!

 
 

DIE AGAIN

I was put on Earth for this to ask your name,
Share a kiss and make us
Taste your tongue, share your breath, stroke your sex
With trembling fingers

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

Falling deep, as deep can get, glisten as the love
I swear to thank you
Kill my hopes, smash my dreams. Yes, I hate you
Now I'm very angered

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

Buried alive, it ain't pretty
Now you're living in my city
Can you send a roll of dreams
And all your focused fantasies

Because you said goodbye to sanity
And when you said hello to me
You are flesh and when you die
Huh
Be on death, be on shame
Tasting you in a feeble way
I say I'm sorry in tapid
Losing track of all the doors I'm keeping

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

 
 
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