Oil and Gold
Album - 1985 - Debaser id 26516

Well the mouth is open
And the noise comes out
Ain't no reason for it
Just a need to shout
It's malnutrition
We could fall apart
It's never delicate
Just something from the iron age

We shake it up
And we break it down
The sound of a satellite
Saying get me down
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
Hear the voice of America
In your home town

Well the film is forming
'Til the film runs out
There's no point of focus
It zooms in and out
It's information
And it leaves no mark
It's just as permanent
As painting in the iron age

I'm plugged in and loaded
Don't forget to phone in
The self destruct is holding
I'm counting, I'm counting, but only to three

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes
We see the fish below the ice sometimes
Stand up and fight sometimes
We get the fright sometimes
How will we ever pay the price this time

We shake it up
And we break it down
The sound of a satellite
Saying get me down
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
It's east European, west European
It's moving so fast
It goes all the way round

We shake it up
And we break it down
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
Yeah we shake it up / Yeah he's on a mission from god
And we break it down / But he don't know whose and he don't know why
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
Yeah we shake it up / Says I'm not a light in the darkness
And we break it down / More like a shadow on the lungs
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
Yeah we shake it up / I'm balanced here on the edge of anger
And we break it down / I'm standing here on an empty page
Yeah we shake it up / Sooner or later I'll start receiving
And we break it down / I've been standing here for days
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
Hear the voice of America
In your home town
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
It's east European, west European
It's moving so fast
It goes all the way round

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes
We see the fish below the ice sometimes
Stand up and fight sometimes
We get the fright sometimes
How will we ever pay the price this time

We shake it up
And we break it down
The sound of a satellite
Saying get me down
Yeah we shake it up
And we break it down
It's east European, west European
It's moving so fast
It goes all the way round

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes
We see the fish below the ice sometimes
Stand up and fight sometimes
We get the fright sometimes
How will we ever pay the price this time

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes
We see the fish below the ice sometimes
Stand up and fight sometimes
We get the fright sometimes
How will we ever pay the price this time

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes
We see the fish below the ice sometimes
Stand up and fight sometimes
We get the fright sometimes
How will we ever pay the price this time

We get it right sometimes
We shine a light sometimes...

In a jungle of the senses
Tinkerbell and Jack the ripper
Love has no meaning, not where they come from
But we know pleasure is not that simple
Very little fruit is forbidden
Sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're strong
But you know evil is an exact science
Being carefully correctly wrong

Chorus
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big Black Nemesis, parthenogenesis
No one move a muscle as the dead come home

We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans
Centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us
We drink elixirs that we refine
from the juices of the dying
We are no monsters, we're moral people
and yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendour of our achievement
Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss

Chorus
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home

How bad it gets, you can't imagine
the burning wax, the breath of reptiles
god is not mocked, he knows our business
Karma could take us at any moment
Cover him up.....I think we're finished
You know it's never been so exotic
but I don't know, my dreams are visions
We could still end up with the great big fishes

Chorus
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home