Lyrics

We are The Ark

In Lust We Trust

State Of The Ark





OTHERS




TOPSY KAISER


hail be man of action
a man who can tell right from wrong
and he who brings a brand new song
he who makes a joyful sound
blessed is he who gets around
hail be laughing mankind
and the ones who dare to cry loud too
and he knows just what to do
he who knows nothing at all
blessed is he who's strong when small
The only sin is to say life is not in my hand
who said we cant make all of them understand?
speak it out, speak outlouAd
course you know what you want,
what you want is real
don't let anyone put labels on your head
don't let anyone say that's already said
we are young and at last we all know what we want
what we want is
STEEEEEL..
freedom is obeying the dictates of your own red regime
freedom is to trust that you're doing what you must
according to your lust
hail be laughing mankind
and the ones who dare to cry loud too
and he knows just what to do
and he knows nothing at all
blessed is she who's strong when small
the only sin is to say life is not in my hand
who said we cant make all of them understand?
speak it out, speak outloud
cos you know what you want,
what you want is real
don't let anyone put labels on your head
don't let anyone say that's already said
we are young and at last we all know what we want
what we want is
STEEEEEL..
oh, freedom is obeying
the dictates of your own regime
freedom is to trust that you're doing what you must
according to your lust, lust, lust
hail be man of action
a man who can tell right from wrong
and he brings a brand new song
he makes a joyful sound
blessed is she who gets around
blessed is she who's strong when smal
l blessed is she who gets around
don't you know we want steel?
steel, STEEL, STEEL...

CYGNET TO CYGNET


Oh,
I Have seen the strong turn frail,
insufficiency turn their once proud cheeks pale
And I have seen the fruitless love
of cygnets down the bay
and how the younger make their way
with "a little help from their friends"
And I
I have heard of how the cygnets cry,
I wonderA how, how to make her cry that way
-Say, can I make You shake
like cygnets shake, when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
Oh,
it is still not long ago
that I believed in wages of sin an so
And She,
such a wicked androgyne
So maybe should I strike her on her chin
or should I cut her head in two...
-Yes, thats what I ought to do...
Cause I
I have heard of how the cygnets cry,
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
-Say, can I make you shake
like cygnets shake, when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
Cause i have heard the sound..
But
when she leans against my shoulder
I know nothing can be stronger
so I dont see why i worry...
-I just cant stand the thought of that sound,
aww, that sound...
-But Hey,
Hey, I saw her yesterday
and i never felt my heart take a leap that way
Now, I must know more waste my time
Now im gonna push it up her spine
Im gonna make her weep and whine,
-All because I love her...
Cause I
I have heard of how the cygnets cry,
I wonder how, how to make her cry that way
-Say can I make You shake
like cygnets shake, when cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
Cause i,
i have heard the sound!!

SIAMESE CENTERFOLD


In my dreams I have seen
tales beyond the extreme,
in the land of the obscene
some find shelter.
God gave back his sanity clause
-get your friend a dress with claws
and holes to show the flaws
-Oh, hes writing another lovesong.
Pardon me, I dont wanna see,
siamese centerfolds buzzing me.
Oh no, I dont wanna know
no siamese freakshow, no.
Mummy nun, policeman stunts
clockwork writing hard-on songs
and curly tales with nothing on,
-Maybe Im getting old.
Dont wanna know where its done,
Dont wanna know what songs theyve sung,
just wanna wake up and be happy
that Im still young.
Pardon me, I dont wanna see,
siamese centerfolds buzzing me.
Oh no, I dont wanna know
Whats going on below
downstairs at the siamese floorshow.
Pardon me, I dont wanna see,
siamese centerfolds buzzingA me.
Oh no, I dont wanna know
no siamese freakshow, no.
Ive never felt such great distress
but the lowest crime can become success.
Who else would call them lover, say?
Who else would put their back so straight?
But oh, the girl she said she came for the dancin...

THE POWER TO CHANGE


It's at last a new day
spacey clothes and father boas are lying on the floor
wish i could buy a nAew face
so i could walk the streets and none notice me at all
Ain't got no rithem
No way to crush
If i go on like this i'm sure gonna less
-LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
....and then you brough me new friends and you should know that i've been so thankful for ì em all
but they have took me sideways
cause i never wanna to be anybody superman at all..no
you see
I'm only human
I make mistakes
I'm not a devil but I'm sure not a saint
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN HE REALISE NOW THAT YOU'RE GONNA CHANGE YOUR WAY
and look me down..
please!!!
I'm serious this time...
change!
I've got a gift to make people people less afraid
is time I use it for something else then then getting laid
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
WHEN I REALISE I TURN INTO SOMETHING THAT I AIN'T
LORD GIMME THE POWER TO CHANGE
REALISE now you're gonna change you're ways!!!
I SAY LORD
I SAY LORD
I SAY CHANGE
CHANGE..........

I LAID IT DOWN


Howling He-men
following the stream and
smelling semen
God, I never wanted
to to become one of them.
Naked
shaking
I suddenly felt like
sacred
Angels
were calling me by name:
Oppularar
And so I laid it down for all
to see
Oppular!
And the world was young
and a-waiting for me
I laid it down, I laid it down!
Oppular!
I laid it down for all to see
Oppular!
I laid it down on the dusty
ground
Oppular!
and all I felt was like a great
relief
I laid it down, I laid it down!
Saint-like
maybe
She stood there
before me
pure as could to be
I gt down and kissed her
feet
and somehow
I got by
my troubles
down under he waistline
Sunshine,
kiss me, couse here, I come.
Oppular!
I laid it down for all to see...

CRACKED MESSIAH


He looked really tall
couse his heels were high
theyd puffed him up like a
porcupine
so I lifted him up to mortal
heights
when ambition kicked me in
the eye
How could he act so
thaughtlessly
how could it ever come to be
that his great and genial fragile mind
appeared to be a cavity
A song, A kiss
A twist of fate
that made messiah overweight
with saint-like stigmata
only for show
Dont stand in my way
Listen hear what I say
love comes in different ways
Now how could he act so
thaughtlessly
how could it ever come to be
that his great and genial
fragile mind
appeared to be a cavity
And then the enemy dropped the bomb
survivors there were none,
she said
and smiled, I jerked, I tried again
and failed
Dont stand in my way
Listen hear what I say
Just stay were You are
Youre nothing but a fallen star
a cracked messiah is what you are

-But we can sing,
we can dance and do the mime
Oh, lay You hand in mine
maybe I can make You smile
Yes, we can sing,
we can drink champagne all night
-Dont be afraid,
we can lie in bed all day
and just talk about good times
And we can sing...

OD SLATROM EKIL


Cry, O, Does Youre done with
fortune
Mean deeds did steal Your need
to be free
Dry and close your wandering
fountains
and be with me as I slip trough
Your dreamsThink about the Young boy
Hes so eager to be loved, to
understand
getting his hair cut like a boy
watching the sun set on his own
Think about the young girl
shes so eager to be loved and
understood
Think about the young boy,
Hes becoming a man
Cry, O, Doves Youre done with
fortune
New dreams did free Your need
to be real
Try, O, Moles in Your sunly
torture
to dream of me as You creep
trough the trees
Think about the Young boy
Hes so eager to be loved, to
understand
getting his hair cut like a boy
watching the sun set on his own
Think about the young girl
shes so eager to be loved and
understood
Think about the young boy,
Hes becoming a man
Broken is the wind
Broken is his fellow
his name is Angro-Diti
and his voice is very mellow
/and Ahe sings/
"So twice five miles of fertile
ground
with walls and towers were
girdled `round
and there were gardens
bright with sinous rills
were blossomed many an
incense-bearing tree"
He sings of wuthering wilderness
and how it once was tamed
He sings of Gods boredom
in the days of no names
Cry, O, Doves Youre done with
fortune
New dreams did free Your need
to be real
Try, O, Moles in Your sunly
torture
to dream of me as You creep
through the trees
Think about the Young boy
He's so eager to be loved, to
understand
getting his hair cut like a boy
watching the sun set on his own
Think about the young girl
shes so eager to be loved and
understood
Think about the Young boy
He's so eager to be loved, to
understand
getting his hair cut like a boy
watching the sun set on his own
Oh, when worlds collide
it's like thunder in the head
and fire in the mind
So, think about the young boy
He's becoming a man.

OPERA


Who will give a dollar;
For a really lucky fella
Who gets kissed under umbrella?
And who´s got time for fatsos
Who´s a-singing 'bout pajazzos
-Oh, is that art. Oh, is that so?
Maybe what dies aint supposed to live
Maybe you've given
What you had to give to me
Why You're acting so unnaturally,
Is that your only way to be?
Now is it really fun to say
"Lets do it in a modern way"
When the longeurs is the stinkin'same?
It's sucAh a massive overload
You don't have to be wise and old
To see this boat is sinkin, ey?
Maybe what dies aint supposed to live
Maybe you';ve given
What you had to give to me
Why You're acting so unnaturally,
Is that your only way to be?
Houp, houp, houp-la! Op-op-op-op-opera!
Now look out on the streets
There is energy and heat and
Some friends i'd like you all to meet
It's a crowd that longs for shows
Overacting, overdoze, Extra-fancy-ganza!
So, maybe you still got some time to live
Maybe you still have got something to give to me
-But i tell You to impress me
You must improve your fantasy
Houp, houp, houp-la! Op-op-op-op-opera!
Houp, houp, houp-la! Op-op-op-op-opera!