Pure

1. Indigo

Never felt too good about my life
Looked like I’d end up on the scrapheap with the
Other dogs of  night
Insecure and dangerous
Never had the chances or the breaks that
The other kids had
So you drag your life through the dust

But in you, there was that glow
And a coat of Indigo
Problems will come and go
In my coat of Indigo

In the dark, I wear my coat of many colours
In some ways it covers where I’m from
So you drag your life through the dust
Across the red and gold sunset skies
My wishes always lead me beyond
The confines of this life
So much to give
If I’d had the chance, I would’ve burnt this place down
Why did the spectre of no hope choose our town

But in you, there was that glow
And my coat of Indigo
Problems will come and go
In my coat of Indigo

I’ve been trapped for most of my life
In this airtight box
If I could get just one arm free
Then the world will notice me
If I could get just one arm free
I could swim to surface where I can breathe

If I could get just one arm free – There’s a chance the world would notice me
If I could get just one arm free – There’s a chance the world will notice me
If I could get just one arm free – I could swim to the surface where I can breathe

Every day, the alarm bell rings
And I face another murder of a day
I look out my window
The sky is deathly grey
All the bleakness and industry of the world
Groans as it starts another day

It’s masters demand a pound of flesh
I cannot take it this way
So I look to the safety of my subconscious
Where I wash away all my fear
And dive into a deep blue lagoon
Swim away from here

2. Eraserhead

Behind the iron curtain secret doors
Lie broken and twisted ideals that litter from my floor
It’s not that I don’t hear you shouting in my head
It’s just a noise that deadens me
Compounding my indifference
I need you now like I need a hole in the head
I’d give you my sympathy
But the space behind these eyes is dead
It’s not that I don’t hear you screaming in my face
It’s just a noise that deadens me
Compounding my indifference
Lay your head down lay your beautiful head down
Can the worm turn inside me like a wheel
And shut the door on my sensitivity to the way you feel?
I hate your country, I hate this new religion
I hate your politics
I hate your like of kindness
I hate what you’ve become
And so it seems that green has become the new red
Void of all human empathy
My head tilts in mock fascination
As I pull the legs off this poor squirming creature
But I will grow and take my filth into an unsuspecting world.
You can’t tell me what to do, the school’s no longer in control.
The parents twitch like a wrimp wristed puppets
You and your liberal ideas- what fools-
Just a rebel without a clue.

3. Comatose: View From The Seashore

They say the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world
The rusty keys unlock my mind to let the child go
Where is the boy who used to write his name in the sand?
Where is the boy who used to smile and wave to all the passing strangers?

He took the old path by the windmill
Towards the seashore
To cast his net for the big fish in the big wide sea

Where is the boy who used to write his name in the sand?
Where is the boy who used to smile and wave to all the passing strangers?

They only call to say hello
The golden sands
(their precious words)
The clear blue skies
Become the dark skies

Lightspeed and wasted in New York City
Wracked up with nerves and schizophrenia
Stacked up on Ritalin and pods of senseamelia
To end the boredom and this grotesque anaesthesia

On and on in old Creole
They tell me how life should go
The planets move around the sun
The button on my shirt’’s undone
They say I haven’t got a clue
I got no grades and skills it’’s true
On and on in old Creole
They tell me how life should go
They’’re all so square what a bunch of geeks
They might as well be talking Greek

4. Comatose: Space Cadet

You’’re blue with a hint of green
Sky blue but green with envy
You’’re happy stupid lucky
You’’re young and you’’ve got the world at your feet

Sky blue with a streak of black
You hate your friends but you always take them back
You’’re happy stupid lucky
Your head’’s in the clouds with your random thoughts
You lie but are stupid lucky
But still you lie like a cheap watch

This is the day it all went wrong
Started to feel so isolated from all the people I knew so well
That Colonel Kurtz you know
That’’s pure genius I really think so
But it’’s school on Monday and I don’t want to go
I’’ve felt for sometime that they’’ve all been against me
I felt they’re all trying to stop my bit of fun
But I’’ve got a surprise for them
Cos on Monday I’m taking in a gun

5. Comatose: Home and Dry

You are the path you are the sun
You are the light that shines the way
You are the honey that drips on open lips
From every word you say
You are the warmth
You are the seed that’’s sown to grow and reach the stars

Then in some way this messianic tombstone falls
And I start to wonder why you feel so fucking dangerous

They only call to say hello they cannot waste these precious words
The only fools that fool you now might make you never come back to us
If God should want us to survive He’’d reach out with His magic words
And bring you back to us alive bring you back home and dry

They only stop to say hello
They follow all the footprints in the golden sands the clear blue skies
Which road to take they ask not why

You are the voice that steals my choice
And leads me helpless through the fire
You are the acid that drips that burns my thoughts
Ensures my foothold slips

Then one day while hallucinating in red and gold
The Hendrix posters yellow and old
It’’s time for me to head back home

They only stop to say hello
They follow all the footprints in the golden sands the clear blue skies
Which road to take they ask not why

If God should want us to survive He’d reach out with His magic words
And bring you back to us alive bring you back home and dry

6. The Freak Show

I was flicking through my Bowie LP’s thinking Ziggy saved my life
Then I touched my hand and started to think about my California wife
I wanna live in some imaginary bubble
Stay in bed all day
Avoiding any trouble

Don’t want the people to see the Freak show going on inside of me
I was throwing stones at the waves that day
Surf music blows through my hair
Then I started to think about getting a job
And how much I really didn’t care
It’s not as if I deserve a free ride
Quite the opposite in fact
It’s just that I want to be true to myself
And keep my dreams intact

Don’t want people to see the freak show going on inside of me
Don’t want people to see the freak show going on inside of me

5. It’s Only Me

I stood upon that bridge and I defied them all
While they hurled abuse and pathetic little stone
Always in my childish mind
Exists this other world
Dignified and kind
So hard to find
I heard somebody say
We’re not ready for that day

We are a band of brothers
We are the spark of what can be
We are the blades in the grass in the breeze
It’s only me It’s only me

You barely spoke a word of English as you stood on those steps
Sometimes I try to see life through your eyes
The haze and maze of how adulthood has blinded me
As you stood there in that funny old coat
With your scuffed shoes and your cuffs a little chewed
And it breaks my heart to see how hard your life has been
God knows you’re more powerful than them
‘Cos you’ve got time – dignified and kind

We are a band of brothers
We are the spark of what can be
We are the blades in the grass in the breeze
It’s only me It’s only me

We are the spark of what can be
We are the cogs in the machine
It’s only me it’s only me