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TRUE SOUNDS OF LIBERTY
T.S.O.L. - Dance With Me
SOUNDS OF LAUGHTER
I can hear the sounds of laughter
Could it be they’re laughing at me
I can hear the roar of thunder
I’m mad I’m deranged
I see
Clown in costumes voices that carry
Their message to my mind I’m
Like a child so young and carefree
My eyes see what they want to see
Lights are flashing. Colors are blurring
There are patterns in my mind
Things are hidden to the world around me
But still they say I’m blind
Wrap me up in a web of lies
Meet the man who’s locked inside
I’m too many people in too many places
I’ve a split personality
CODE BLUE
I never got along with the girls at my school
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules
They’d pile all their problems on my head
I’d rather go out and fuck the dead
‘Cause I can do what I want and they won’t complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
Middle of the night so silently
I creep on over to the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red
‘Cause I can do what I want and they won’t complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
And I don’t even care how she died...
But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!
Never on the rag or say leave me alone
They don’t scream and they don’t moan
Don’t even cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she stares
Chorus
THE TRIANGLE
We met two men from other sides, on a walk down by the river side
Trigger finger itching to see some action, he would tell me what I’d need to know
On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this man’s dangerous
Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then terminate his life
Reached for his lugger but I drew mine first
You’re a better man than I were his last words
You’re a better man than I were his last words
You’re a better man than I were his last words
Was I really?
I thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown hotel
Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I’m heading to
It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret agent blues
All this killing’s really got me down, I got the secret agent blues
I give in just can’t stand it no more, I resign
Here’s my badge and gun
But you can’t quit like that with us, you’re a traitor and must be disposed of
They’ve reached for their weapons but I drew mine first
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
I will be waiting
I’m hit up once or twice a week, always different places and faces
Getting so tired I can’t even sleep, will they ever come for me again
So tired of all this running around, getting edgy playing hide and seek
Can’t take it got to get away but there’s no way out but death
80 TIMES
80 times was all it took for him he has no more tries
No one seems to care too much for him
You can see it in his eyes
Drive down the street that he’s on
Don’t look his way
You keep going on and on and on
But you can’t hear him say
Help Help
Help Me
Help Help
I'M TIRED OF LIFE
I’m tired of looking (It’s not in my vision)
I’m tired of seeing (Don’t wanna see this)
I’m tired of hearing (Don’t tell me your shit)
I’m tired of being (So why am I here?)
I’m tired of life (And all of its jokes)
Imaginary lines (To fool the fools)
Imaginary rules (To live your life by)
And all the worlds’ fools
Life is so easy when you’re told what to do
Where to work and how to be you
But the jokes wears off and you’re still laughing
Caught in your own trap and you’re all happy
Too stupid to know it (Just try use your head)
Too stupid to care (You’ve all been fooled)
Just one voice screaming (???)
Just one in a million (A little speck of flesh)
Who’s gonna hear it (Scream till you die)
Who’s gonna know it (Your conscience your mind)
Who even cares (No one but yourself)
It’s hopeless (You’re hopeless)
because of the process, because of the system,
because you’re still laughing, because you don’t listen,
because of the process, because of the system,
because you’re still laughing, because you don’t listen
LOVE STORY
Last night I lay awake
My eyes were dry with the pain
Sometimes I wish that I would just die
To save me from seeing you again
I knew you used me but I didn’t care
I was happy just being together
Well sometimes I wonder if I should be with you
All you ever do is ignore me
You never talk when your friends are around
Too bitchen to see you with me
Won’t call won’t waste your time
Too busy to send your love to me
That time I held you so tight in my arms
Just wishing the night wasn’t ending
That’s when you said you couldn’t see me
I thought our love was just beginning
Forever is just that but with you it ends
Though you’re in mind as I lay here
Can’t stand it no longer I’ve gotta give in
I call you again and again and again
SILENT SCREAM
I’m the cobwebbed stairs, the ancient bones
I’m the shadow rippling cobblestones,
I’m the stagnant swamp, the black lagoon
I’m the branches scratching at the moon
I’m the funeral service, the unknown mourner
I’m the demon cowering in the corner
I’m the sexton’s spade, the new thrown clay
I’m what’s left when they walk away
I’m the ebony coffin, satin lining
Pale thin lips in the back room dying
Pale thin lips in the back room dying
I’m the walking dead, the fly by night
I’m the last of the fading light
In the unbarred door, the open encasement
I’m the stairs leading down to the basement
The four post bed, the let down hair
I’m the cross that you forgot to wear
I’m the highest voltage, the shining slab
The crack of midnight in the doctor’s lab
I’m the night before, the morning after
Echoing of the baron’s laughter
Echoing of the baron’s laughter
I’m Jonathan Harker, I’m Lucy’s trance
Elegant count’s hypnotic glance
I’m the wooden mallet, the sharpened stake
I’m the precautions you forgot to take
I’m the mummy’s curse, the passing bell
I’m the fortune they wouldn’t tell
I’m pyromania, Transylvania
I’m out of breath, I’m worse than death
I’m the late night air, exhilarating
I’m with you in the darkness, waiting
FUNERAL MARCH
Cry above the nameless grave
But all that’s there is motionless
Angels sob with vermin’s fangs
A funeral dirge drifts slowly by
Puppets they who come and go
And laugh but smile no more
Evil things in robes of sorrow
They are neither man nor woman
Hear the menace of their tones
In the silent watch of the night
DIE FOR ME
They never knew me
Until they needed me
That’s when they called on the phone for me
One life you give it to your country
Somehow I knew they were lying to me
I’m a number-not a name
I’m a pawn-in their game
They took me to their factory
They made a robot outta me
Learned to kill so swiftly
How to die with dignity
PEACE THRU POWER
A lonely teenage daydream
Of things that I might have been
A surreal kind of thinking
Keeps drifting in on me
The Remington Electric
I’m banging on its keys
The words appear before me
Their meaning’s guaranteed
A foreboding gloom upon us
Of death ribbons and bows
A gift to our generation from
the men who have gone before
My twisted body is lifeless
Not so their twisted minds
Peace through power is their motto
Power through peace is their crime
A sadistic smile spreads across my face
Amid my mournful wail
For although they killed a world
Their fate was also sealed
DANCE WITH ME
Dance with me my dear
On a floor of bones and skulls
The music is our master
The devil controls our souls
Swirling and swirling
With the music all our turning
Swaying to the sounds of a demonic beat
All our dead partners
As we walk into the crypt
Frightening but delighting
Our host unearthly gloom
Cold blood in my veins roars
I’ve been too long uncaged
My body’s in wild convulsions
As I’m falling into the dust
A ring of death is on me
Like a halo to the Gods
I’m bathed in mortal sorrow
My innocence is lost
T.S.O.L. - ‘Weathered Statues‘ EP
MAN AND MACHINE
When I'm driving in my car, I don't care about any thing
When I'm speeding in my car, I don't care about anyone
Man and machine, machine and man
We're always together they can't understand
Give anything for her velvet seats
Do anything just to hear her squeal
Man and machine, machine and man
We're always together they can't understand
My foot's on the pedal, such a crazy thing
I'm never gonna stop loving this machine
Wheels are rolling with a rockabye motion
And I love my car
Sirens screaming throught the city speeding
But I'll never stop
Go through girls like I do through fines
But I'll never leave my car
My car and me such a crazy thing and I'm...
When I'm driving in my car, I don't care about any thing
When I'm speeding in my car, I don't care about anyone
Judge on the bench made clear his demands
We're gonna have to have your license young man
Listen judge, don't you have a heart
I ain't a criminal, just in love with a car
Now I'm back on the streets behind the wheel
The papaer's gone but I still got the feel
A life of danger, life of speed life of trouble for my
car and me.
WEATHERED STATUES
Weathered statues, tin soldiers that march in our parks
Wrapped in yellowed newsprint, on their benches in the dark
Faces fill with sadness, sorrow drawn from your nights
Surviving on old glories but now the glory's have died
Lonely men who are tortured, once proud but now forgotten
Gnarled hands hold canes, where guns were once before
Taunted by the children whose parent's lives he saved
Forgotten by a state, whose leg in war he gave
Silver gleams upon his chest, though sweat gleams on his brow
Darker days and sable nights, who work upon his soul
His honor flew away from him, like pigeons on the wind
Spending his last pennies on cheap wine and sins
But still they make the soldiers
And soldiers still grow old
Another day, another statue, falls out in the dawn
Weathered Statues stil march on and on
THOUGHTS OF YESTERDAY
I hear them walking down the corridor,
Footsteps in the halls of time
Faintly I see their faces,
On the back roads of my mind
Words in the darkness are always there,
Raping me with their thoughtlessness
Dreams I can't clear from my head,
I feel them calling to me
Naked night dance shadows on my window,
I lay alone with a memory
All my friends have died or gone away,
I live my life for thoughts of yesterday
Away from the feeling I have in my head,
If I ccould take back all the things I've said
I watch them playing from the twilight of my years
Watching, waiting silent there,
Children running as were my tears
I look back and......
WORD IS
I used to love her a long time ago
When things were fine now that's not so
So I'm searching through dark clouds for silver linings
I'm always searching but never finding
Look to my eyes, tell me what you see
I'm empty inside but a small part of me
It's listening to rumours and believing lies
That parts always searching but it's never finding
Now I've met another and she's just the same
She fools around and she plays her games
I'm so tired of losing the games she is playing
So tired of losing but my heart keeps on playing
She says she loves me but my friends say she don't
I'm so confused don't know which way to go
So I'm back to the dark clouds looking for silver linings
I'm always searching but never finding
I used to love her a long time ago
When things were fine, but now that's not so
So I'm searching through dark clouds for silver linings
I'm always searching but never finding
Look to my eyes, tell me what you see
I'm empty inside but a small part of me
It's listening to rumours and believing lies
That parts always searching but it's never finding |
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