Soviet Snow
‘Soviet Snow’ Lyrics
One eye on the winter
Did I conjure up that cold
I’ve got friends in the far north
And should’ve had that mystery solved
Are we wide awake? Is the world aware?
Radiation over red square
Creeping on to cross roman roads
Fear of freezing in the soviet snow
One eye on the winter
Oh there’s just a hint of soviet snow
We need something to keep the chill
From freezing our own free will
We’re teasing at war like children
Love is the one solution
Seeing ourselves inside
Our enemies’ need for shelter
Same winter wind that’s blowing
Deep down inside we know
We’ve all got one eye on the winter
We need something to keep the chill…
That we’re wide awake…
Glad I'm Not A Kennedy
‘Glad I’m Not A Kennedy’ Lyrics
Living on through politics
Body-guarded, heart in bits
A blue-eyed honesty
Indigo injury
The family tree is felled
Bereavement worn so well
Giving up on certainty
Wilderness society
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun
Tied up with a rosary
I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy
Rule without remedy
To watch your family die
The world loves a sacrifice
Prophets longing for the three
Honouring the tragedy
They hunger for the crime
The privilege to take a life
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun
Tied up with a rosary
Ooh, I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
I love the look in your eyes
I can see your soul sometimes and we laugh
When we try too hard we stop and start
Oh imagine being a Kennedy
I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Wearing the fame like a loaded gun
Tied up with a rosary
I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Imagine being a Kennedy
Ooh I’m glad I’m not a Kennedy
Caught
‘Caught’ Lyrics
Caught
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
We are caught up in between
And the thought
S’ like rain up on the roof
Acid raining on the truth
Coz I want him
But I need your love
Running back, my heart intact
To the place I’m frightened of
In a moment
Memory singing sweet
Again begins, the echoing
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Caught
Up in the tide of a fantasy
I thought those waves could never reach
But now I’m caught
Between the devil and the ocean
Lesson taught
Now please take me home
Coz I want him, etc…
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Drive Baby Drive
‘Drive Baby Drive’ Lyrics
I’ve smelt that smell before
Air thru alcohol
But it wasn’t here
Was in some other parking lot
Try the handle on another driver’s door
Keep going with foot flat to the floor
All you know is
It ain’t no fun no more
Following along
The white line to your eye
But there’s something wrong
Banked up behind your smile
New model there on the showroom floor
Hard smell and yeah you’ve smelt that smell before
All you know is
It ain’t no fun no more, no fun no more
But you can drive baby drive
Let those tears roll down your cheeks
Drive baby drive
Into another bleak week
Drive baby drive
Getting somewhere while you weep
The windscreen wipers hypnotise you into
A deep sleep
A deep sleep
So sure that you’ll take that turn
Seems natural to be running tonight
Seems right that the fires burn
That the violence lets in the light