HEY KID HERE’S A SHINY DIME, GET A NEW EMOTION.
YOUR UNSLEPT PARANOID’S BEEN WORKING OVERTIME
AND WE ALL KNOW WHAT’S COMING NEXT.
THE SKY IS FALLING, BUT IT ALREADY WAS
AND COUNTING THE DAYS, YOU’RE ONLY SPEEDING IT UP
BUT YOU’RE NO FURTHER AHEAD OR FURTHER BEHIND
– JUST FALLING APART.
LIVES OF THE SAINTS BUT THE DEATH OF THE PARTY.
LIVES OF THE SAINTS, BE THE DEATH OF YOU.
SHINY DIME, HERE’S A SHINY DIME FOR YOU.
SHINY DIME, HERE'S A SHINY DIME, AND
YOU GOTTA HAVE SOME WORDS IN THERE
THAT AREN’T “OBSOLESCENCE”, “SYSTEM” OR “MACHINE”
...ARE YOU HOLDING OUT ON ME?
LIVES OF THE SAINTS, BE THE DEATH OF YOU.
BUSTED
MY OH MY WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
A SIGHT FOR SORE YOUNG CATHOLIC EYES.
A FLORAL BED, A SIX PAGE SPREAD,
A MAGDALENE FOR ’88 BURNING IN MY HEAD.
I GOT SECRETS AS GOOD AS A RICH MAN’S.
THOUGHT CRIMES IN THESE NEIGHBORS’ BATHROOMS.
I WAS 15, YOU WERE 28. THIS USED TO BE SUCH A NICE STREET.
BUT NOW THEY LOCK THE BATHROOM DOORS
AND ANYTHING THAT ISN’T NAILED DOWN.
THE BAKKER IS OUT, THE DOCTOR IS IN.
THE GREAT WHITE HOPE IS AT IT AGAIN.
THE BAKKER IS OUT, BUT I’VE GOT IT IN HAND.
CAR IN THE DRIVEWAY, I’M LOST IN THE EYES.
HAND ON THE DOOR TURNS, I’M TAKING MY TIME.
CAUGHT RED-HANDED OVER YOU.
GUILTY, GUILTY, THROUGH AND THROUGH
AND I’M BUSTED.
SPLAYED OUT AND DEFIANT,
MOUTHING THE WORDS TO LIFE LESSONS,
YOU SAY “FUCK IT, HOLD ON TO YOUR SHAME, SON.
YOU’RE GONNA NEED IT WHEN WE INHERIT THE EARTH.”
BEEN BUSTED, THROUGH AND THROUGH.
BEEN BUSTED, THROUGH AND THROUGH.
RED-HANDED OVER YOU.
INTERNET EXPLODER
WAITING. WAITING. WAITING.
WAITING FOR THE MIRACLE, BUT NOTHING COMES OUT.
I’M HANGING UP ON THE DETAILS.
BUT NOTHING COMES OUT, NOTHING COMES OUT,
CAUSE THIS IS NO PLACE AND YOU AINT NOWHERE
FOR TAKING QUESTIONS.
& ALL MY FRIENDS LIVE IN TWO DIMENSIONS NOW.
WE HAVEN’T SEEN THEM SINCE.
THEY WERE CONVINCED THAT
WE HAD THE PROPHETS IN OUR THROATS.
BUT THEY AIN’T GODS, THEY JUST CRACKED THE CODES,
AND GAVE YOU...EVERYTHING?
TAP INTO THE CRANE SHOT,
WHAT THE CROWS SEE WHEN THEY LOOK DOWN.
IT’S EASY. SO EASY.
NEVER BEEN SO EASY LOOKING UP FROM THE GROUND.
I’M HANGING UP ON THE DETAILS.
I’M STRUNG UP ON THE HIGH SPEED WIRES.
FUTURE FUTURE BURNING BRIGHT
I’M SICK OF ALL THE FLASHING LIGHTS.
HAVEN’T SEEN THEM SINCE.
WE WERE CONVINCED THAT
WE HAD THE PROPHETS IN OUR THROATS.
BUT THEY AIN’T GODS, THEY JUST CRACKED THE CODES,
AND GAVE US EVERYTHING -
WE WANTED EVERYTHING, NOW WE GOT EVERYTHING.
NOW WE GOT EVERYTHING BUT REAL LIVE FLESH AND BLOOD.
NOW WE’VE GOT EVERYTHING BUT.
GET LOST GOING NOWHERE FAST.
ALIEN VS. CREDITOR
I THINK YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT.
I GOT YOUR NAME ON MY LIST.
YOU’VE FALLEN OFF. YOU’RE AT THE TOP.
AT THE TOP OF THE SHIT LIST.
CALL THE NUMBER 12 TIMES A DAY
AND LET IT RING TILL YOU MAP OUT KILLING ME
BUT FOR ALL THE BIG TALK, IT AIN’T THAT PERSONAL, BABY.
WE’RE DOING OUR JOB HERE, JUST DOING OUR JOB.
I’M DOING MY JOB SIR.
SAID THE SPIDER TO THE FLY:
“YOU WILL MISS ME WHEN I’M GONE.
YOU WILL MISS MY HATEFUL SONG.
YOU WILL MISS ME WHEN I’M GONE.
YOU WILL MISS MY THREATENING TONE.”
WE'RE DOING OUR JOB HERE, JUST DOING OUR JOB.
I'M DOING MY JOB, SIR.
IT’S THE CHASE AND NOT THE CATCH,
IT'S THE THREATENING OF BLOOD FROM STONE.
RING. RING. RING RING RING RING...
WE’RE KILLING THE LANDLINE.
WE’RE BREAKING THE BLOODLINE.
BREAKING THE BANK.
RING. RING. RING RING RING - "IT’S THE BANK".
MONEY SHOTS
YOU GIVE, YOU GIVE ME – NO SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF.
YOU MADE A GRAVEYARD OF THE PLACES I CUT MY TEETH.
YOUNG MEN I THINK WE HAVE BEEN CHEATED.
THESE GLASS-EYED RAGDOLLS DON’T EVEN TRY.
IS THIS IT? ALL TRACTION, NO ACTION?
WITH ALL THE GRACE OF MELTING CANDLES,
YOU TOOK 42ND STREET AND NAILED ITS COFFIN SHUT.
YOUNG MEN I THINK WE HAVE BEEN CHEATED.
THESE SHAVED RUBBER RAGDOLLS DON’T EVEN TRY.
SO WHERE’S THE 4TH WALL?
WHERE’S THE GREEN DOOR, HONEY?
HONEY, WHERE’S THE LOVELIGHT IN YOUR EYES?
WELCOME TO HELL - ALL HOLE, NO GLORY.
CURSE BREAKER
BLACK CATS STREAM ACROSS YOUR PATH
YOU COUNT THEM AS YOU GO
13 TIMES IN 13 DAYS, 13 STEPS TO NOWHERE, YOU THINK
SOMEONE'S TRYING TO TELL YOU SOMETHING
SOMEONE'S SEEN YOUR RIGHTS & WRONGS
AINT NO ONE THERE TO TELL YOU NOTHING
YOU'VE JUST HEARD TOO MANY SONGS.
NO GODS ABOVE, NO HEXES FROM BELOW
NO SCAPEGOATS IN THE SKY FOR YOU
NO FATE. NO FATE. NO FATE. NO WAY.
NO SCAPEGOATS IN THE SKY
WHEN IT'S YOUR TIME TO DIE
LIGHTING STRIKES BURNED DOWN YOUR HOUSE
YOU THINK YOU'RE NEXT IN LINE.
AVOID THE CRACKS AND BROKEN BACKS
YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH & CROSS YOUR FINGERS
CONNOISSEUR OF BROKEN MIRRORS,
IT AINT LUCK KEEPING YOU ALIVE
THIS LIGHTNING FINDS YOU OUT
THE MORE YOU TRY TO HIDE
NO GODS ABOVE, NO HEXES FROM BELOW
NO SCAPEGOATS IN THE SKY FOR YOU
NO FATE. NO FATE. NO FATE. NO WAY.
NO SCAPEGOATS IN THE SKY
OUR SUPERSTITIONS GET US BY
BUT SON - YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE.
13 STEPS TO NOWHERE.
BURNING LOVE
GOT A BURNING LOVE, AND I'M BURNING UP INSIDE
I GOT DIRTY BLOOD, DIRTY FEELINGS I CAN'T HIDE
AT NIGHT, THESE PRYING EYES
TEMPTATION BURNING UP MY MIND
HEAT-SEEKING X-RAY EYES, NIGHT VISION X-RAY EYES
I GOT THIS BURNING IN MY MIND
THE FATHER'S BLOOD RUNNING THROUGH ME
THE FATHER'S BLOOD, IT'S GONNA DO ME IN
I CAN'T WIN - SO SUCK ME DOWN AGAIN
INTO THIS TWO WAY GLASS
WHERE ALL'S FOR SALE AND NOTHING LASTS
I'VE GOT THIS BURNING LOVE
I'VE GOT THIS BURNING LOVE
TEMPTATION BURNING UP MY MIND
I'VE GOT THIS DIRTY BLOOD
I'VE GOT THIS BURNING LOVE
NIGHT VISIONS TEARING UP MY EYES
AND I CAN'T HIDE.
THE NEEDLE
WE HAD IT ALL SO EASY,
YOU SHOT IT UP AND SHOT IT DOWN.
ALMOST PULLED IT OFF, BUT IT PULLED YOU IN
- SO WHO'S TO BLAME - FOR THE
WEIGHTS YOU HUNG AROUND YOUR NECK?
THERE WAS A TIME BEFORE WE
CANONIZED THE TRAINWRECK.
JUST SHOW UP FOR THE SOUNDCHECK.
IN A DARK ROOM WHERE YOUR WEEKS
THEY PASS LIKE SECONDS.
DIGGING THAT GRAVE FOR ALL THESE YEARS,
WHAT MAKES IT A TRAGEDY NOW
THAT YOU HIT THE BOTTOM, FORCED OUT
THE ONES THAT COULD HAVE HELPED?
THIS NEEDLE MADE A LIAR OF YOU.
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE STICKING IT TO
BUT YOURSELF?
WE HAD IT ALL SO EASY
YOU SHOT IT UP AND DOWN
LIKE A BODY IN A CASKET
UNFAMILIAR AND DEFLATED
THIS DISTORTION OF SOMEONE THAT I ONCE KNEW
THE LAST AND ONLY WAY I'LL REMEMBER YOU.
DEATH MASK FACTORY
We have optioned the past, left no stone unturned
Remade your world to death, so get down or get burned
And everything old is new again...
We. We breathe new death
Into the culture void, we commit this mess
Propped up again - off the screen & down your throat
Cannibalized, dumbed down and resized for easy gain
Money talks as Hollywood eats its own again
Cannibalized, dumbed down and resized for easy gain
In the death mask factory they work around the clock
To keep us safe from the menace of creation
and the threat of new ideas
(if these faithless drones could talk)
You can't dumb it down enough,
you can't insult me if I'm dead
So give me the safe caress of lazy nostalgia trips
and clockwork repackaged scripts -
You can't dumb it down enough,
can't insult me if I'm dead
Propped up again - off the screen and down your throat
Cannibalized, dumbed down and resized for easy gain
Money talks as hollywood eats its own again
Cannibalized, dumbed down and resized for easy gain
They just left it running when nobody asked for more.
DESTROYER OF WORLDS (OPPENHEIMER BLUES)
What thou hath wrought with these two hands,
the great undoing of every man
The toil of fourteen billion years snuffed out in a flash
They watched the birth with faith devout
They cut the cord and locked you out
She's everybody's baby now - and baby, it's gonna crash.
A big bang that the gods could see.
The fix is in, the Prime Mover is out.
We don't need your sun no more,
we've got 10000 suns down here.
Prometheus in a downward slide,
Hiroshima's sons want to know why
But they changed the locks & won't take your calls
You can't do these ghosts no good at all.
Now I Am Become Death
I had nine lives when I got to this town
and God only knows what it's down to now
But spare the bomb and spoil the child
(I tried to take it back).
He drops his eyes and leans in tight
with words to echo all your nights.
At the first flash of the blinding lights, he says:
"We're all sons of bitches now." Always.
You're a sinking sun. You're a setting sun. The lucky one.
("We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita; Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty, and to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, 'Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.' I suppose we all thought that, one way or another." - R.O.) ------------------------------
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& "Blow-Up II" - A special movie just for you.
(Director of Photography - Andrus Hans Magnussen Meret)
