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Mr. Universe (1979)
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Second Sight

[No lyrics]

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I saw her in the gloom
As she moved across the room
The animal was burning in her eye
She took him by the hand
But he didn't understand her
He wouldn't be the one to satisfy
Got to wait no mistake
I've got to take my chance
Be there beware
The secret of the dance

I moved a little closer
So maybe I could show her
The way I felt the way I knew
It was more than a game
I was getting loaded
So I touched her and exploded
That was it I knew my life
Would never be the same
It's too late I can't escape
I went and blew my chance
And so I'll never know
The secret of the dance.

As she dances
Feel her power
Notice how her
Thighs entrance
And draw you to
The secret of the dance

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I ain't afraid
Of no man here
I don't go looking for trouble
I speak my mind
I've got no fear
Tell me you understand
Say that you understand

Well if it's blood that you want
Blood you'll get
Fighting just comes kind of natural
But I lose my head
When she's in my bed
I just don't understand

'Cos she tears me down
She won't get away from my bed
I said she tears me down
Says I'm just an animal instead

I'm not amused by people I see
Telling me I've got a problem
'Cos i'm telling you
It just ain't true
Why don't you understand

. . .


Get your hands onto this one
Screw it down I've never missed one
Keep alive never losing
95 I'm barely cruising

Go with the roller go
Say what the dirty roller say
Get in the roller
Do what the dirty roller do

Keep your hands on my lever
Watch it while I stab your beaver
He's no good he's no more boy
I'm the ruler he's the poor boy

When I'm dead when it's over
You can have my dirty roller
Smear my blood on your body
And you'll get no shit

. . .


Are you god are you man do you live in fear
Are we trash in your can a bubble in your beer
I just need some information
Tell me what's my destination

If we run will we fall Mr. Universe
Climb your hill climb your wall Mr. Universe
A million years of procreating
Now I'm here don't keep me waiting

Maybe we're going somewhere
If so we can find the end
Everyone's getting nowhere
But not me you'd better understand

Is the wall made of brick what can lay behind
Is the brick very thick is it in my mind
Universe is cruel deception
Freedom is a contradiction

Is your smile just a smile or is it just a trick
To make me walk another mile i must be so thick
I'm going where i've set my eyes on
Way behind that blue horizon.

Maybe we're going somewhere
If so we can find the end
Everyone's getting nowhere
But not me you'd better understand

. . .


Eye for eye
Tooth for tooth
You take one but I can take two
Call it vengeance
I'm seeking vengeance
For my independence
And i'm fighting with you

If you burn my house
I'll steal your car
I'll knock you down
And you won't get too far
From my power
I'm full of power
My children will tower
And they will fight too

Vengeance is my right
Vengeance I fight a dirty fight
Vengeance right is might in my hand

You're beaten now
In any case
You'd better turn around
And look in my face
'Cos I'm stronger
I'm feeling much stronger
If you fight me much longer
I'll break you in two

. . .


I remember the bus just the greyhound and us
It was in between St. Paul and Fargo
There were two days to go but we virgins were slow
And my hand hadn't moved since Chicago

Moving over your knee was new territory
We were passing through Billings Montana
As we slipped through Spokane you said something profane
And I shifted up into Nirvana

I can feel you I can see
Puget sound you belong to me
I can feel you mighty sea
Puget sound you belong to me

Lying there like a pearl oh my Ithica girl
We've got 44 days in Tacoma
And we lay in the sand with my life in your hand
I just drifted in Pacificoma

I can feel you gentle sea
Puget sound you have set me free
Feel the ocean feel the sun
Puget sound feel your waters runs

There was nothing to say we just shivered all day
And we touched and I kissed you all over
They said go west young man and it's true that you can
For an old 99 dollar rover

. . .


As we went to the door
I was asking for more
So she reached out and turned off the light
Then her daddy called
To mind the lecherous lout
Who was a monster in the dead of night
So I went away home
Feeling hurt and alone
And frustrated in the dead of night
Then I called her at dawn
And we made love on the lawn
'Cos her daddy thought it was alright

Danger to the girl at night
In the morning it will be alright
Don't do it in the dead of night
Tomorrow it should be alright

In the Birmingham Mail
They reported a whale
They'd discovered in the dead of night
In the local canal
It was found by a pal
Of the bloke who'd lost it from his bike
We can say it again
If it doesn't make sense
But never in the dead of night
If we wait until dawn
When the reason is born
We can see it better in the light

Dreaming in the dead of night
In the morning it will be alright
Screaming in the dead of night
Tomorrow it will be alright

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I was born in a bar in '45
It's sure a wonder this boy's alive
I feel no pain but I'm getting so dry
Take me to a brewery and leave me there to die
I went to Chicago they put me in a bed
I turned bright yellow they thought that I was dead
For the next six months they said avoid temptation
I said fine I'll drink in moderation

One bottle a day - of scotland's finest

If I learned to love and I learned to sing
I would know a little bit of everything
I put a message in a bottle I was stranded on a rock
Send another gallon 'cos I'm running out of stock
I can see you in my little bottle
You are laughing and I am too
When you're empty and I'm gone
Then they will laugh
And throw us both away

. . .


There's a man
Living on the kind of street that makes you wonder
Got a face that tells the life of city thunder
Here's the man

In his hand
Is a gun that says he doesn't need a reason
And there's no-one gonna take away the freedom
In his hand

He's a bad mistake
Got no heart to hate
Got a mind that can
He's a fighter's fighting man

He's got style
Got a reputation no-one dares to question
Gives you promises if you should ever mention
He's got style

Got a road
Stretches straight between the eyes of any hero
Through the heart of many fools who try it's zero
Down the road

Fighter's fighting man

He's got arms of steel
He's got hands that kill
Got a mind that can
He's a fighter's fighting man

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