Babble

SWAMP (S. O'Néill)

When the cold wind blows

And the air is damped with fear

Can`t rely on the stars to die

Untill the one you`re still holdin

In a swamp

You`re just another bit tumbled

You sit around the light

You won`t feel on your knees

Can`t feel it on your wife

In a swamp

Wake up every morning

With concrete in the head

You rather swallow up the freedom

That all radiates instead

In a swamp

Down down

Going down down

In a swamp

Yeah she said When the lights go dim

She said Yeah she said

When the lights go dim

Again Yeah she said

When the lights go dim

In the Swamp swamp

In the Swamp swamp swamp swamp swamp

Swamp swamp

When the cold wind blows

And the air is damped with fear

Can`t rely on the stars to die

Until you see the one you`re

Still Holdin

In the swamp

SPIN CYCLE (S. Mack)

Well

You say you're not sure if they approve of us

I'm not so sure that I do either

Better afar and apart

Than a crying bleeding heart

World doesn't need anymore sorrow

Yeah

Selfish you say maybe so with my time

As they say it all begins at home

The true test of generosity

Comes into play when dealing to your own

But loneliness keeps my head a mess

Now I'm hungry now I'm tired

Days like molasses flow uninspired

Can't seem to get without regret too much of you

Can't find the fun to add to one to make two

But loneliness keeps my head a mess

Head a mess

My head's a mess

FOR WHAT IT`S WORTH (D. O'Néill / R. O`Gormain)

All these years I`ve felt derision

For the fools who claim revision

Nothing`s ever changed to these eyes

Nothing`s ever changed at all

Those who seek some inspiration

Can`t find the guiding light at all

It`s once again the degregation

Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand

For the ones who need assurance

What does justice mean to them

It`s just another fake illusion

It`s filled with acid test once more

Still the sand flows so freely from hand to hand

From hand to hand

BIG DECISION (S. O'Néill)

See my honey in the streets

It`s desolate but where she likes to meet

Economies gets weaker

Reactionaries stronger

As they get satisfaction on their knees

You rather sail the ocean

Than make A big Decision

I won`t function anymore

Plastic bullets shoot headlines in store

Business men get richer

Individual stronger

Bells won`t ring when scum boot down the door

You rather sail the ocean

Than make a big decision

What you`ve gotta do

In this day and age

You gotta agitate Educate Organize

Take the time to live

Take the time to give

You gotta agitate Educate Organize

See my honey in the street

It`s desolate but where she likes to meet

I`d like to keep her

Make her even sweeter

For anyone who cares to be with me

You rather sail the ocean

Than make a big decision

You rather sail the ocean

Than make a big decision

What you`ve gotta do

In this day and age

You gotta agitate Educate Organize

Take the time to live

Take the time to give

You gotta agitate Educate Organize

STATIC (D. O'Néill)

Crushed all together

Slushed out in slime

We can move on right through

This striction combined

Socially static

It`s open you dry

I can go on right now with a shot in the eye

Captured in pleasure

Now blow up your mind

I`m moving on and on

Sweet lover of mine

Called me with whispers

Don`t catch me alive

Can you ease on through

Cold love of mine

Float down the river

And blow me to bits

Stop `till we organize and unforgettin` it

She`s a natural genious

This master of surprise

It`s time to judge them now

With pointing at the skies

Socially static

It`s open you dry

I can go on right now with a shot in the eye

Called me with whispers

Don`t catch me alive

Can you ease on through

Cold love of mine

SPLIT (C. McLaughlin)

I cross the great divide but I can't get over

I reach my hand out to touch but I get burned

I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself

You look at me sideways and I feel so small

You make me want to Ah Split

I cross the great divide but I can't get over

I reach my hand out to touch but I get burned

I won't I won't I won't I won't accept myself

You look at me sideways and I feel so small

You make me want to Ah Split

BELLY BUGS (That Petrol Emotion)

IN THE PLAYPEN (C. McLaughlin)

INSIDE (S. O'Néill / R. O'Gormáin)

CHESTER BURNETTE (S. O'Néill)

All I want to be

Burn it up

Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys

All I want to be

Burn it up

Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys

All I want to be

I`m crazy

Don`t wanna die

Make me lose and make me cry

Burn it up just tried to lose those girls and boys

All I want to be

Tear it up

Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys

All I want to be

Tear it up

Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys

All I want to be

I practice that

Stumble and tow

Cotton ball

Don`t wanna let go

Tear it up and let`s forget those girls and boys

Burn it up

All I want to be

Burn it up

All I want to be

Burn it up

All I want to be

Burn it up

All I want to be

CREEPING TO THE CROSS (C. McLaughlin)

Ah ah

Ah ah ...

With a jingle

And a jangle

And a tingle

And a tangle

You can slip and slide

To eternity

You can`t walk a tight rope

Without a safety net

Can't forget your tight fist

Queuing for it's debt

With some shame and sham

And some blame and glam

With some shame and sham

And some blame and glam

Tiptoeing west

With blindfolds on

Tiptoeing west

With blindfolds on

And I`d rather be the devil than go

Creeping to the cross

With a jingle

And a jangle

And a tingle

And a tangle

You can slip and slide

To eternity

You can`t walk a tight rope

Without a safety net

Can't forget your tight fist

Queuing for it's debt

Ah ah

Ah ah...

And I`d rather be the devil than go

Creeping to the cross

Ah ah

Ah ah...

With some shame and sham

And some blame and glam

With some shame and sham

And some blame and glam

Tiptoeing west

With blindfolds on

Tiptoeing west

With blindfolds on

And I`d rather be the devil than go

Creeping to the cross

Ah ah

Ah ah...

SOUL DEEP (S. O'Néill)

DANCE YOUR ASS OFF (H. Bohannon)

Aooh

Making lotta noise

Make a whole lotta noise

Aooh

Making lotta noise

Make a whole lotta noise

You can dance

You can dance all night

You can dance

You can dance all night

And dance

And dance all night

And dance

And dance all night

Aooh

Making lotta noise

Make a whole lotta noise

Aooh

Making lotta noise

Make a whole lotta noise

You can dance

You can dance all night

You can dance

You can dance all night

Aooh

Hey hey hey hey...

Alright alright alright

Gonna party all night

Alright alright alright

We're gonna party all night

Let's dance

And dance

And party all night

Let's dance

And dance

And party all night

Aooh

We're gonna party all night

Let's party all night

So let's party all night

Hey hey hey hey...