The worldhood of the world (as such)

JOY

HUMANS

Phone you mom, you’re human 

Don’t play dumb, you’re human 

I know that you are anxiuos 

You want more than this 

Clean your mess, you’re human 

Get undressed, you’re human 

I know you’re embarressed 

Pale and hairless 

Step right up folks and join the fun 

See the amazing ape with his opposable thumb 

You’ll be shocked, amazed, even horrified 

That so much can be so compramised 

Little monkeys making money 

Naked monkey looking funny 

Mighty males are strong and free 

Female monkey, not so lucky 

Rocking monkeys, funky monkeys 

Monkeys sticking other mnkeys 

Monkeys wrong or monkeys right 

Mostly flexing monkey might 

Humans 

Now you’ve lost your Eden 

There is no returning 

It stares up and out at you 

It’s not for you 

I dn’t care, I’m human 

I’m too scared, I’m human 

I know you want peace of mind 

To be with your kind 

You won’t believe your eyes 

A cranium of unparalled size 

Immaculate if ill conceived 

A sight not to be believed 

Little monkey making money... 

I like other humans 

They’re so very human 

I know that it’s obvious 

We’re all just like this 

Only human 

ANGEL OR DEVIL

Wake up screaming in the middle of the night 

Felt a chill and had a terrible fright 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Was I wrong or was I right? 

Could it be me, I’ve been walking in my sleep 

Mumbling to the secrets that I keep 

Was I wrong or was I right? 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Woke up screaming, had a terrible fright 

Was I wrong or was I right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

I hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Saw you in a dram and your eyes were brigt 

Stark, staring mad with a terrible light 

Everything you said, well it didn’t sound right 

And the way you grined it was a terrible sight 

Could it be me, I’ve been walking in my sleep 

Laughing and a grinning at hte people that I meet 

Was I wrong or was I right? 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Woke up screaming, had a terrible fright 

Everything you said, well it didn’t sound right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

I hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Was I wrong or was I right? 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Spread it’s wing an then it took flight 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

I hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

Hope I am wrong but I know i’m right 

Thought I saw a devil or an angel in the night 

HE LEARNED HOW TO BLEED

For all to see, open your hands and show the 

Self surgery, see the scars, trace the seams 

A heart on a sleeve, and the words, words, hear the words, words as they 

Repeat the refrain 

Trying hard to explain 

He’s got it, man, he’s covered in it, just look at him 

One more time, man, you’ve got it, just do it! 

He learned how to bleed 

He learned how to bleed 

Just look at him 

The works and the days, squeezing each out another 

Drop from the stone, one more push, one more groan 

This is the best, what more can you expect can you see 

What have you done 

The prize you have won 

He’s down, but look, he’s back up again 

How does he do it? 

He learned how to bleed 

He learned how to bleed 

Just look at him 

What a weary way we wend 

In this world without end 

You learn to fall and then 

You learn to stand up again 

Aquire the skills, gather the will to do it 

Learn b degrees, learn ist slow, learn it heard 

It is the art of tearing it apart and when you 

Know what you know 

Let it out, let it go 

No more tricks, ma, we’ve seen the fakes, just do it! 

That’s it, man, let it out, just do it! 

He learned how to bleed 

He learned how to bleed 

Just look at him 

I’VE GOT A GUN

All that you fucking got why don’t you give it to me 

That Raiders baseball cap would sure look good on me 

I walk the streets at night and in my fantasy 

All of the girls I pass have got the hots for me 

I want a million bucks, I want a limousine 

I want a jet to fly me to the Caribbean 

You’re gonna see my face on all the magazines 

You’re gonne hear me scream 

I gotta gun, I’m gonna finally be someone 

I gotta gun, I’m gonna cut somebody down 

I gotta gun, I’m gonna finallly be someone 

I gotta gun, I’m gonna shoot somebody 

My Pop is dead, my Mom si shooting methadrine 

All that I know is see it on TV screen 

I kill the fucking starts, that is my fantasy 

That fucking phoney geeks don’t mean alot to me 

I got no special love for reality 

I got no fucking views on foreign policy 

I’m gonna go dontown, I’m gonna have some fun 

I’m gonna shoot someone 

I gotta gun ... 

The AM-PM guy is bleeding On the floor 

The city cops are kicking in the swinging 

does 

I turn around, I know my fucking life is done 

It's time to have sonne fun 

I gotta gun ... 

I'm gonna Shoot somehody 

You 

MY POLITICS

Don't ask me what to do 

I get sick just thinking about you 

And when I look at all we've done 

I went to walk away just hang my head und pray 

That you will, look at me, what da you see? 

Am I the king of the hill, standing over his kill? 

Well baby 

The taste of blood is sweet, I'll lay this carcass at your feet 

lf you'll only keep me company 

This is it, my politics this is it 

I've learned to hate, it's much to late 

This is it, my politics 

I stand before you, a simple man 

A sly dog 

A politician 

This is it, my politics this is it 

I've seen more than I can stand 

But in my acts and deeds I'm a political man 

I'll give you, I'll give you all my worn out tools 

Another brutal shot of my rhythm und blues 

I need to 

To draw you close, to joke your hand 

And in your shining face I see the promised land 

Well baby 

Maybe you can share with me the depths of our compability 

In the crimes of humanity 

This is it, my politics this is it 

I love to hate, that's fucking great 

This is it, my politics 

Out the edge between the living and the dead, I try to 

 throw you off with a shake of my head. I try to 

 drag you down and bury you alive, but when I fall 

 asleep that's when you open your eyes. You 

 laugh, you cry, you look me in the eye with your 

 hang-dog face, that's when I put you in your 

 place. Can you tell me, how will you survive? 

 You have to be the biggest fool alive. 

I lay awake all night but all that I can see are the 

 vicious, clever lies of my mythology. I'm beat- 

 ing my head up against the wall and on each single, 

 separate brick there is a picture of you all. 

 This is it, the end, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'm 

 going to pick you with a stick und look inside of you. 

 But when you wander in the dark there is 

 nothing to see. I'm on a desperate search for reality. 

To tell the truth, you can all get screwed 

I'd like to give you a kick, you little son of a bitch 

Just let me 

Let me get my hands around your throat 

And I will choke and choke and choke and choke and choke and choke and choke and choke 

What is the bitter explanation for the violence of my indignation? 

Well, it's as plain as the nose an my face 

I am a member of the human race 

This is it, my politics this is it 

I love to hate, that's fucking great 

This is it, my politics 

I stand before you, a simple man 

A sly dog 

A politician 

This is it, my politics 

Hate 

LOST

Faced with several choices 

All of them wrong 

Snap out of it, I tell myself 

Stop singing that same old song 

The All Clear sounds but the streets are deserted 

We sit in shelters with out eyes averted 

I searched for your face amoung those who remained 

But they were 

All the Same 

I wanted it all, now I find I'm lost 

You screamed that I had sold you out 

That there had to he something I could do 

I'm just trying to hold on, I said 

But when you were gone what could I hold on to? 

This world is tangled deceptive and huge 

You make your choices, try to find what's true 

You got lost, that's what happened to you 

But now 

I'm lost too 

Lost 

To this land I was driven, to the land of the misgiven, 

To the land of false starts, to the land of missing parts 

I wanted it all, now I find I'm lost 

Lost 

I go to work everyday 

Come home and watch the news 

What chance did we have, I think 

Just us two? 

In the Occupied Zone there's nowhere to hide 

Missiles with eyes search for all who survive 

I couldn't get through at all 

Still I called und called und called 

Lost 

PREDATORS

When wo were young we played among the flowers 

And sucked upon the nipples of nur motherstits 

But now before us all of nature cowers 

Through fear und death we've moulded out relationships 

The breeze is blowing lightly through the tree tops 

The sun is out, we're basking in the light of day 

The birds are eating bugs out of out sore spots 

The clouds are drifting os we dream the hours away 

But I got restless, felt a little hungry 

So I jumped into my car 

Did not go far 

Found a parking spot 

And got out for a walk 

Using my eyes, using my ears 

I'm walking I'm smelling 

I'm walking I'm smelling 

Something's cooking 

I smell something cooking 

Something's ooking 

I smell something cooking 

It's running, but I'm faster 

It's jumping that's what I'm after 

There's new life for us to eat 

I prey on the young und weak 

There's new life fore us to eat 

I prey on the young und weak 

What's your problem, life's a breeze 

Frist you run and then you eat 

The pavement’s bubbling tar along the runway 

The purring of our engines drives the birds away 

A thousand voices cry in the arena 

A thousand voices cry with just one thing to say 

When we were young the world was like a vision 

The colours und the sounds they look out breath away 

But now we watch it all on television 

While eating processed meat off of a plastic tray 

But I got restless felt a little hungry 

So I jumped into my car 

Did not go for 

Found a parking spot 

And jumped out for a walk 

Using my eyes, using my ears 

I'm walking I'm smelling 

I'm walking I'm smelling 

Something's cooking 

I smell something cooking 

Something's cooking 

I smell something cooking 

It's running, but I'm faster 

It's jumping that's what I'm after 

There's - life for us to eat 

I prey an the young und weak 

There's new life for us to out 

I prey on the young und weakk 

Life is simple, here's the key 

First you rest and then you feed 

We're Predators 

We're Predators you and I 

I have no blood on my hands 

I have blood on my teeth 

Relish 

WIGGLEY WORM

You are not in focus 

(pinch the buns und pass the weenie, looking for the perfect queen bee) 

In your heart you know this (mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the phoniest of all) 

Through the cracks you crawl 

(in between the contradictions, what is truth and what is friction) 

With no legs at all (in the corner with the pie, you kissed the girls 

and made them cry but when the boys came out to play, you made a perfect getaway) 

Wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley wiggley, wiggley, viggley, wiggley worm 

Now your dreams have come true 

(high atop an ivory tower, counting every pre-cious hour) 

There is nothing to do (in the comfort of the soil there is no place for sweat and toil) 

Bigger fish get fried (I don't want to grow a head, I'd rather fuck myself instead) 

In the grass you hide 

(mommy told me, and its true, I am a better worm than you 

oh, how I love the squeaky sound of music from the Underground) 

Wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley worm 

When is man not a man? 

When he‘s a sham 

Stick the bait upon the hook 

Wigqley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley wigqley, wiggley, wiggley, wiggley worm 

TUCK IT AWAY

Mixed emoitions up for grabs in bed 

He wants some love unreal 

Fixture of his imagination 

He finds love an easy victim 

Pretending you don't care 

Pretending you don't mind 

Pretending it's all right 

Pretending you're just fine 

Tuck it away 

In all her best pretensions, she made 

Real all her inventions, now she’s 

Everything she knew she would be 

She finds love an easy victim 

Pretending you don’t care 

Pretending you don’t mind 

Pretending it’s all right 

Pretending you’re just fine 

Tuck it away 

We all agree it’s such a bore 

Don’t talk about it anymore 

We all agree it’s such a bore 

Don’t ever talk about it 

Don’t even think about it 

Tuck it away 

VICTIM’S CHOICE

Ready or not 

Eehaw, looks kile I got a datem boys 

You end with an ear if you start with a sound 

Break in a circle that comes never round 

Opened my eyes to see the light 

There you were to my delight 

Hair in your nose and frost in you brow 

You looked like a bear but you smelled like a cow 

You made me meal of milk and wheat 

I opened a vein and bled to your feet 

Variety, variety, that’s what I like to see 

Joy the world you dirty old bag 

This is the best time I ever had 

One day was an eternity 

Here’s to the years that you gave to me 

Here’s to the rain that flatters my hair 

Here’s to the smell of smoke in the air 

Here’s to the straw where I make my bed 

Here’s to the hole where i’m lying dead 

Ready or not 

What I like is the incredible variety 

Ready – no, no, no 

Ready or not 

STATE OF GRACE

First I tolf to myself there was no more than the sound 

Of the wind through an open door, and if no one 

entered it was no crime – at least it was none of 

mine, and all isaw I kept at bay, an empty heard 

in an emtpy space, there was no reason for me to 

live, I had nothing to give, nothing to give 

I closed my eyes and to my surprise my heard 

was beating I was still alive 

Was there really nothing I could do? 

No, it can’t be true! 

I’ve been lying to myself, lying to myself for so long 

I’ve been lying to myself, lying to myself 

And it can’t go on 

Cause I’m lying in state, I’ve been lying in a state of grace 

I’m lying in state 

I’ve ben lying to myself and it can’t go on 

At first I tried to blame the world for all evils 

That were unfurled, flags of sin blowing in the 

Wind over church and state, the rich and the 

Great, but when I listened all I really heard was 

My own voice and my own words, sometimes 

Begging for love, sometime screaming with 

hate, screaming with hate 

I don’t trust that voice in my head, it’s not mine it’s the voice of the dead 

And why do you ask me what I think is true? 

I learned it all from you! 

I’ve been lying to myself, lying to myself for so long 

I’ve been lying to myself, lying to myself and it can’t go on 

Cause I’m lying in state, I’ve been lying in a state of grace 

I’m lying in state 

I’ve lying to myself and can’t go on 

In the end, you are my only friend and all I see is 

You, and all I have to give, my friend, I will give 

It to you. Who do I mean? Who am I talking to? 

How could it be more plain to you? Wake up. Look in 

Your heart. Who are you? What is your name? 

If I take a shit in your perfect world it’S only so 

You’ll know me by my smell 

And though you turn away like you don’t understand 

You know all too well 

You don’t want to look, you don’t want to touch 

You don’t want tp pay cause it costs so much 

You just smile and wish me well 

Well, you can go to hell! 

Cause I’m lying in state, I’ve been lying in a state of grace 

I’m lying in state 

I’ve lying to myself and can’t go on 

THE JUNGLE

I did not sail the seas or fly on the wind 

But I found the jungle and myself within 

I found you before I found myself 

But to the natives I looked like everyone else 

Brown skin under a tropical sun in the Jungle 

And then I heard the bass and felt the wind on my face 

As it throbbed and rippled from an inland place 

I found the sand and then my feet 

And I followed the trail of repetetive beats 

Into the drakness, in under the trees of the Jungle 

The guitrar’s cries were like a flickering fire 

And I saw the light before I opened my eyes 

I would only find what I was looking for 

As crawled beneath the brambles on the forest floor 

I had been here many times before 

Hear the voices cry and see the sparks fly 

As before my eyes in the stinging smoke 

A streaming beast is at the end of ist rope 

At the end of fear, at the end of hope 

Round and round, beyonf ist reach 

Teh shadows flickered on the circling trees 

The naives dance, naked and wild 

Stamping their feet, and twirling their knives 

No one knows whta I felt in my heart 

As I rose to my feet and played my part in the Jungle 

The bass is the love that I feel in my heart 

The guitar you see is my learing tree 

The drums are the sound that you heard from the start 

They the are tools of the trade, of the craft and the art 

But when will I sail across endless seas? 

And what message will fly on the wind to me? 

What will is see in the smoke and the sparks? 

When , oh when, will I play my part in the Jungle?