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Freaks (1986)
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As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and tilted tent?
As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and tilted tent?

Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head will be spinning,
I said your head is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
I sought shelter from the storm in a small inn by the coast.
In the children's room three identical sisters sat, except for the one who was
hideously deformed;
her grotesque features seemed to parody her sisters' beauty, ridiculing and
mocking everything I held dear.
Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head will be spinning,
I said your head is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The fish-eyed foetus floated blankly in the yellowed waters, still as wax.
The man came between us, my sister and I,
ridiculing and parodying everything we held dear,
making a mockery of our former emotions.
Dragging it all down to his level.
Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head will be spinning.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
And then we went for rides.
[Jarvis:] Roll up, roll up, nice rides...
Come on, spin those cars boys and make the girls scream!
The louder you scream the faster we go!
Come on, roll up, go on, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, for the ride of a
lifetime.
There's plenty of seats, come on, don't be shy!
Roll up, come on, come on!
[shreiking and wailing laughter]

. . .



Hey,
you can look, you can look just like anyone else
if that's what you want to do.
I,
I could laugh, I could laugh in your face if I want
oh, but I'm not going to.
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
When we met last week on Saturday,
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
I couldn't make a sentence,
I couldn't even say
what I meant to say:
that I want you
(it doesn't hurt to say I want you), I need you
(I never thought I'd say I need you), I'll keep you,
oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,
and I'll break you
because I lose myself inside you, I'll make you
fit in the space that I provide you, I'll take you,
oh yes, I'll take you just to push you far away, away, away.
Yes,
yes, you're all, yes you're all that I ever desire,
still I'll kill you in the end.
When,
when it seems, when it seems that it's getting too soft,
when you lapse into a friend,
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
There's someone just behind the door
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
so don't betray your feelings,
no don't talk anymore,
never dare to say
that I want you
(it doesn't hurt to say I want you), I need you
(I never thought I'd say I need you), I'll keep you,
oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,
and I'll break you
because I lose myself inside you, I'll make you
fit in the space that I provide you, I'll take you,
oh yes, I'll take you just to push you far away, away, away.
Now,
now we come, now we come to the end of it all,
see it squirming, almost dead.
No,
you can't leave, you can't leave it to die here in pain.
You've got to stamp upon it's head.
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
I'll go out and you'll stay home
([backing vocals:] ba ba ba ba)
facing up to living,
living on your own,
and I'll curse my pride,
curse my pride,
curse my stupid pride
because I want you
(it doesn't hurt to say I want you), I need you
(I never thought I'd say I need you), I'll keep you,
oh yes I'll keep you and I'll throw myself away, away, away,
and I'll break you
because I lose myself inside you, I'll make you
fit in the space that I provide you, I'll take you,

. . .



I'm being followed home,
I'm being followed home,
I don't know what for,
I don't know by whom.
The smell of your dress,
a face in the rain,
the pavement shines wet
in focus again.
Oh...
oh...
oh...
oh.
In a dead seaside town
I tried to change my mind
for a well-balanced view
that was not mine to find.
Heaven knows, all your stars are on show, they last a lifetime,
and your hands leave their marks in the sand, they last for ever, for ever.
It's clear to me:
you fit so perfectly in a dimly lit room just inside of the sea.
His twisted face tells me to leave this place.
You know somewhere, but I shouldn't go there, I shouldn't go there.
Heaven knows, all your stars are on show, they last a lifetime,
and your hands leave their marks in the sand, they last for ever.
They've followed me home -
the one with the dog-breath in the tattoo bar
says something in a language that I don't uderstand. The street stinks of piss
and dead fish.
Jump a garden wall, landing on the slimy grass, air roaring in my lungs.
Hear him swear as he stumbles and falls behind me.
Down another cobbled street, footsteps bouncing off the walls.
Which way?
A bottle smashes.
The glint of a blade in the moonlight.
Someone laughs, the corners turned... and it's too late.
The first blow falls... then nothing.
I awoke on the beach sometime later to a grey and sunless sky.
Your voice still slithers in my head, I can't remember what you said.
I get to my feet, my body aches.
I make for the town for no-one's sake.
My mind is a blur, I feel so weak,
I see your reflection in the street.
"It's what you deserve, it's what you need.
Just like those stupid books you read."
I look to the sky, I see your face,
collapse in the road I hear you say
I shouldn't go there, I shouldn't go there!
My wound's healing now
and your imprint fades,
now just a pale scar for five vanished days.
Your voice is so weak,
your face is unclear,
your body a legend from a forgotten year.
I've been followed home.
I've been followed home.
I've been followed home.

. . .



I am the master of this universe
and I've got so big it hurts
Raise your eyes and graze your knees
oh for your master is displeased
because you dared to doubt his word
his polished surface dulls and cracks
Your bitter laughter breaks his back
I am the master of this universe
I taught you everything you know
now you must bear your master's curse
oh for I will not let you go
Now you must walk this town 'til dawn
in every public open place
your master's look upon your face
Oh now look what you have done
you've spoilt it all for everyone
The master masturbates alone
in a corner of your home
You feed him scraps when in the mood
You beat him hard and keep him nude
You cut your master down to size
Now he cries and he cries now
Lalalalala lalala...
And now he begs both night and day
He lets you take him on your knee
He keeps on losing consciousness
he dearly loves his new mistress
Now he repeats it every night
Every night on point of death
"You are the master of this universe"
Now he cries and he cries now
"You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe

. . .



Life must be so wonderful, living here on your own,
please call around to see.
And maybe I've been loving you for too long,
and now blind, I watch you bleed.
You rot in your bedroom, you cry on the phone.
Well I'm sorry but he's not at home.
You give me your secrets, you give me your heart
and I smile whilst you fall apart.
Oh no, please not now,
can't you see there's no time?
No, I haven't the time.
Can't you see there's no time?
Oh-oh,
oh-oh-oh-oh,
oh-oh,
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh...
Now all our dreams melt in the sun,
and visions dwindle one by one by one.
Perhaps you should move somewhere far away,
to another town where maybe they could see things in your way.
It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be hard.
I smile whilst you fall apart.
You're sorry, you're sorry, is all that you say.
Well, I'd stop it, but I can't find a way.
Your life must be so wonderful,
your visions die and fall.
And in the end, nothing ends,

. . .



We're talking again
Smiling and laughing
Ignoring the past
Well I hope you're happy
I know there was something
Please don't let it die away
I know what you're thinking
I know what you want to say
I won't give it names
For names have no uses
Just shots in the dark or easy excuses
I know there was something
Please don't let it die away
I know what you're thinking
I know what you want to say
Lala lala...
I know there was something
Please don't let it die away
I know what you're thinking

. . .



Sitting alone on a cold bar stool,
your cold, hard eyes make me feel a fool.
Pastel-white features, high cheek-bones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like.
The girl of my nightmares.
Brittle fingers, and thin cigarettes, so hard to tell apart,(she hasn't spoken
yet.)
You put your hand on mine, death white on brown, those whirlpool eyes;
well, I begin to drown.
The girl of my nightmares, erotic and skull-faced.
The girl of my nightmares.
Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight
goddess.
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, your so hard to tell apart,(she hasn't spoken
yet.)
Pastel-white features, high cheek-bones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like.
The girl of my nightmares.
Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight

. . .



The mark of the devil is upon you
Your look is no happier than mine
Damnation is waiting in the mirror but you shouldn't mind
Their legs start a feeling in your stomach
Their eyes knock you backwards with a glance
Your pride sinks unnoticed in the river given half a chance
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
But you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
Smiles left unfollowed start to haunt you
Chances that perished long ago
The devil is waiting in the bathroom with your worthless soul
The years pull their weight down on your cheekbones
The nights out are hanging from your waist
The years float like dust held in the sunlight with an aftertaste
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
But you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
La la lala lala la la...
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
And you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
And your past is justa bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
And you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold

. . .



There's not much time for talking,
all your friends are going to walk away.
If there was time for talking all too soon you'd be lost for things to say.
Don't you know she could break you, every bone that's inside of you?
Then again she might make you everything that you want her to,
and if you could walk away, where would you go anyway?
And if you've still got the chance, I know you know you'll stay, stay.
I don't need your excuses;
are you tired of trying to stay on top?
so just lie back and enjoy it and save your tears for when the kissing stops
(oh, you know it's got to stop.)
Don't you know she could break you,
every bone that's inside of you?
Then again she might make you everything that you want her to,
and if you could walk away,
where would you go anyway?
And if you've still got the chance, I know you know
you'll stay, stay.
Oh, you'll stay,
oh, you'll stay.
Don't you know she could break you,
every bone that's inside of you?
Then again she might make you everything that you want her to,
and if you could walk away, where would you go anyway?
And if you've still got the chance, I know you know
you'll stay, stay.
Oh, you'll stay, oh, you'll stay.
Oh, you'll stay,
oh, you'll stay,
oh, you'll stay,
oh, you'll stay,

. . .



As I lay down in the bedroom,
there came a sound from far away.
As I strained my ears to listen
I could hear a thin voice say:
"In your heart there's no emotion,
and your soul, your soul just dried away.
There's no love, no love left in your body;
standing empty forever, and colder every day."
So I spent a night without you,
oh yes, I spent a night outdoors.
Staring in to unknown faces,
trying to feel just like before.
In your heart there's no emotion,
and your soul, your soul just dried away.
There's no love, no love left in your body;
standing empty forever, and colder every day.
Oh yeah.
No I don't believe in voices,
because I hear them all the time,
scraping tears from hardened faces with their stupid ugly rhymes.
In your heart there's no emotion,
and your soul, your soul just dried away.
There's no love, no love left in your body;
standing empty forever, and colder every day.
Standing empty forever, and colder every day.
And this is where the story starts,
holding hands that hold you forever,
only love will keep you together.
Holding hands that hold you forever,

. . .


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