Anything
Album - 5 dicembre 1986 - Debaser id 109575

I tear into my clothes

Sacrifice my soul for anything, anything

I gotta clear this town

No sense in hanging around

Cause anything anything anything

Is better than this



Where can the action be

To fill this need in me

Cause anything anything anything

Is better than this



I am the wicked boy

Who takes your favourute toy

Or anything anything

You show me someone

Who doesn't want no fun

Or anything anything anything

Is better than



I could never be

What you need in me anything

I could never be

What you see in me anything

I can take alot

I'll just take a shot at anything

What you got



I'll make my girl scream

I'll be her love machine anywhere

Anyway

She only wants my tricks

But we do have our kicks

At anything anything

Is better than this



I'm out of control

Sacrifice my soul for

Anything anything anything

Is better than this



I could never be

What you see in me anything

I could never be

What you see in me anything

The autumn leaves burning red
With the last light of the sun
The day is almost over
The day is almost done
Perhaps tonight I'll sit and watch
The stars come out
Their liquid hazy light
Holding time still
Bringing old memories to life
But I'm restless, restless, so restless

Dear mother how I will write this line

When I know I'm counting time

I'm tired and I'm scared

I'm waiting and death's my friend



To say in God we trust not for this

Oh the death and glory boys not for this



Dear beloved try to write to you

Through the senseless deaths of a million troops

I'm waiting my time is near

As my tears wash away my years



To say in God we trust not for this

Oh the death and glory boys not for this



Where I walk where I see

The haunting flares where my friends bleed

I see the face of the enemy

Of a man or boy who is just like me

Now you're not there

All the tears we bled

Cut through like winters rain

Can't you feel the pain



And if I could ever sleep again

I know till the end of time I'd hear

Their screams of pain

Dulce dulce decorum

Dulce dulce decorum

Dulce

Dear mother I'll write to you

Some resurrection is no conclusion

Some poor pretention but no invention

In the night they become, just what they want

One imitation just like Roger Moore

Please tell us what they say

They tell us what to do

They're only fooling me and you



You know what I ain't

You know what I ain't

I ain't no gigolo aunt

You know what I ain't

You know what I ain't

I ain't no gigolo aunt



Ten secret agents, codes and deadly tricks

The prince of darkness from the horror flicks

The spiders web of intrigue a silent scream of dread

Oh where have they gone, lost in pity and despair

Please tell us what they say

They tell us what to do

They're only fooling me and you



You know what I ain't

You know what I ain't

I ain't no gigolo aunt

You know what I ain't

You know what I ain't

I ain't no gigolo aunt



She stands there on the stair

Nobody cares we know he's there

She's making coffee for two

Who does he fool

It's me and you

Please tell us what they say

They tell us what to do

They're only fooling me and you



You know what I ain't

You know what I ain't

I ain't no gigolo aunt

Psychomania, Psychomania



She is the substance of my dreams

A spectre in the wind

Take my dare, take me there

On the trail of the jewel trail

If you've got a notion

Like a bullet set in motion

Shining chrome shiny leather

Penetrate the night forever



Psychomania, Psychomania



The pleasure of the beast

Cursing through our veins

Burn the night burn the day

A burning light on our a mounlight flight

Everything blurs in the shadow

Straight and true shot like an arrow

Tales of love tales of terror

Ghost-riders go hell for leather

Psychomania, drives me crazier

Psychomania

Psychomania



Everything blurs in the shadow

Straight and true shot like an arrow

Tales of love tales of terror

Ghost-riders go hell for leather

Streak the night with our burning flight

Crimson eyes that blur in the twilight

Psychomania, drives me crazier

Psychomania, drives me crazier

Everything blurs in the shadow

Straight and true shot like an arrow

Like a spectre in the wind

She is the substance of my dreams

Psychomania, drives me crazier