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Echo & The Bunnymen
Echo & The Bunnymen


Background information
Origin Liverpool, England
Genre(s) Post-punk
Alternative Rock
Years active 1978—1993
Label(s) Sire Records
London Records
Cooking Vinyl
Associated acts Ian McCulloch
Electrafixion
Website Website
Members
Ian McCulloch
Will Sergeant
Former members
Les Pattinson
Pete de Freitas
Noel Burke
Jake Brockman
Damon Reece



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Echo & The Bunnymen Album


Reverberation (1990)
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My head is like an unblocked drain
My head is full of brains
My instincts are to kiss this train
I hear it coming

You're conscious says mind how you go
Your ulcer still says no
Your morals ebb
Your morals flow
Your mouth is running

Though all the rules do not apply
And mine is not to reason why
Gone, gone, gone

My arms are like two shipyard crains
That may not work again
My fortunes wax
My fortunes wane
My sense is sundered

LyricsA cup would cheer
A cheerless heart
The path I dare not chart
I look askance not quite the parts
Someone has blundered

Though all the rules do not apply
And mine is not to reason why
Gone, gone, gone

To all this grand old scheme of things
To all the pain it brings
To all those who pull the strings
I bid good ridence

So pass the time to coin a phrase
I mint a million was
To counterfit my salad days
And split the difference

Though all the rules do not apply
And mine is not to reason why
Though all the rules do not apply
And mine is not to reason why
Gone, gone, gone


. . .


It was cheap at half the price
Took a shovel where a spoon would suffice
Now I can't see you
Now I can't see you


Regimental in my way
Detrimental at the end of the day
But you won't be told
No, you won't be told


I will be, I will be
I won't be frightened
I will be, I will be
I'll be enlightened


Would it pain you so to say
There's a splinter in your
Splendour today
I could believe you
I would believe you


There's a world inside your world
There's a glass house where the insults are hurled
But you won't be told
No, you won't be told


I will be, I will be
I won't be frightened
I will be, I will be
I'll be enlightened


Took a chainsaw to my mind
Did a rain check,left this sad world behind
But all will be fine
Yes, all will be fine


I will be, I will be
I won't be frightened
I will be, I will be
I won't be enlightened


I will be, I will be
(You're shy )
I won't be frightened
(You try but still the words won't come)
I will be, I will be
(You're shy )
I won't be enlightened


I will be, I will be
(You're shy )
I won't be frightened
(You try but still the words won't come)
I will be, I will be
(Your chance had turned)
I won't be enlightened


I will be, I will be
I won't be frightened
I will be, I will be
I won't be enlightened

. . .

Cut & Dried

[No lyrics]

. . .



Nature abhors a vacuum
I have read
Tell me how'd you explain
Your empty head
You hurt the one you love
Because you can
As if violence were virtue
In a man


The king of your castle
Might behind you
Power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love


The mad, glad days of romance
Were the best
When you kept your cards pressed tight
against your chest
LyricsBut soon, soon, all too soon
She'd understand
And she'd see and feel
The back of your right hand


The king of your castle
Might behind you
Power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love


King Rat, God on a barstool
Hold your court
So self-centered, so deluded
So self-taught
Home bound sound as a pound
You bought your round
and round one begins tonight
Behind closed doors


The king of your castle
Might behind you
Power blind you
A fist full of feeling
Blame it all on lack of mother love


. . .



Devilment's accomplishment
The devil remembers you found
Your true vocation
To live beyond your station

Shaking leaves wrapped in quotations
Rolling out saliva on salvation
All the more
And all that you've been looking for

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
Speaking as you find
All the one skin
All the one mind

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
Speaking as you find
Staggering blind
As you chase time
LyricsWaste time

Blank expression, blanker verse
It could get worse
If all your past preceeds you
To find the soul to take you


Muffled shout of indignation
Lost their worth
And meaning in translation
Unhappiness will quantify the moral

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
(speaking as you find)
All the one skin
All the one mind
(one mind)

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
(speaking as you find)
Staggering blind
As you chase time
As you waste time
As you waste time

Devilment embarassment
The face in your old mirror
Now just hates you
And your pain escapes you

Eyes are lost in comtemplation
Hands are trembling
Heads gone on vacation
And settled scores are all
That you've been fighting for

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
(speaking as you find)
All the one skin
All the one mind
(one mind)

Flawed by design
Speak as you find
Speaking as you find
Staggering blind
As you chase time
As you waste time
As you waste time
You waste time
You waste time
You waste time


. . .


Ungainly thing
Unworthy soul
To have to hold
To terrorize


Unsightly love
Unchecked unchanged
A love deranged
In thin disquise


All in a good cause
I suppose
'Come as you like
As a lifetime goes


A thick skinned world
Will feign concern
For reasons we
Have still to learn


Preserve the world
For baby's sake
For baby must
Accumulate


All in a good cause
I suppose
'Come as you like
As a lifetime goes


Chances have been wasted
Thrown to the wind
Grist to the mill
Gall is all I've tasted


Come away, come away
Come away, come away
Come away, come away


All in a good cause
I suppose
'Come as you like
As a lifetime goes


All in a good cause
I suppose
'Come as you like
As a lifetime goes
As a lifetime goes
As a lifetime goes
As a lifetime goes

. . .


Lost your reason
Lost your game plan
Sit you down
I'll set the scene man


Brilliant
Bronze bohemians
Thought they were
A football team man


Let me take you to a hell
Where all the freaks dwell
Passed my god of woe


Pleasure pasture
Business sometimes
One more embrace
For the good times


Self-made man will
Unmake beds sure
Gagged and bound
And fights like hellock


Let me take you to the hell
Where all the freaks dwell
Passed my god of woe


Let me take you to the hell
Where all the heads swell
Pay no mind at all


Cross your heart and
Hope to prosper
All your sin will be forgiven
Needs they muster
Devil drives the biggest car
You've never driven


Let me take you to the hell
Where all the freaks dwell
Passed my god of woe


Let me take you to the hell
Where all the heads swell
Pay no mind at all

. . .



I will not wait, i will not see
The things you crave are lost on me
You took some earth. gave it a name
You plant a cross and trade the blame

Dyed in the wool and dead of mind
You took your stand. left sense behind
You stake it all on a sense of place
And lose your head to save your face

You've had your say
Close your mouth
If you know the way
Then point it out
Point it out

The ways and means as yet unclear
I only know where not to steer
I have no plan, but this i know
You're said your peace in god's main goal

LyricsYou've had your say
Close your mouth
If you know the way


Then point it out
Point it out

All our voices out of tune
All our graveyards full too soon
What's the matter, let it drop
Stupid, senseless, make it stop
Stupid, senseless, make it stop


All our voices out of tune
(i will not wait)
All our graveyards full too soon
(i will not see)
All your money in the bank
(the things you crave)
How it festered, how it stank
(are lost on me)


Lose a thing you hold dear
(you took some earth)
All our freedoms disappear
(gave it a name)
What's the matter, let it drop
(you plant a cross)
Stupid, senseless, make it stop
(and trade the blame)


Stupid, senseless, make it stop
Stupid, senseless, make it stop
Stupid, senseless, make it stop


. . .



Failure's child is weak and mild
Wide-eyed and ___________
A moment is the most
She'll hang her day upon
Others plan a life
Without the faintest hope of change
And belay all her knowledge
Of where hope has gone


In these ugly times
An ugly mind will have its say
And your betters would not
Have it any other way


Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
LyricsAnd flaming red


Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red


Reconciled and pacified
By bread and circus clowns
Who keep you all in stitches
As they keep you down
Dust yourself down


Tell me what on earth
The fuss was for
'Cause what you've seen is nothing
To what's still in store


In these ugly times
An ugly mind will have its say
And your betters would not
Have it any other way


Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red


Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red


Oh my eyesfor the sins
I may not shed
Burn like coals
Inside my head
Smoldering black
And flaming red


. . .


Whisper who dares
Your daylight glows
I doubt that it shows me
Covered in glory


A problem shared
Is entertainment
In your hands
Ain't life bland


What matter or
What consequence in truth
All our lives strange honor
In a realm of false goodbyes


Suspend belief
But keep it brief
Thereby hangs a tale friend
Hung from your wit's end


And is that all
The level best
That you can do
More fool you


What matter or
What consequence in truth
All our lives strange honor
In a realm of false goodbyes


Such dedication in the plot
Such animation and for what
A pile of nothing life is not
And when the crowd come out to play
I'll read the lesson for today
About the one that got away


What matter or
What consequence in truth
All our lives strange honor
In a realm of false goodbyes


What matter or
What consequence in truth
All our lives strange honor
In a realm of false goodbyes

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