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Therapy?
Therapy?


Background information
Origin Northern Ireland
Genre(s) Alternative Metal
Alternative Rock
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) A&M Records
Spitfire Records
Wiiija
Ark 21 Records
Website Website
Members
Andy Cairns
Michael McKeegan
Neil Cooper
Former members
Fyfe Ewing
Martin McCarrick
Graham Hopkins



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Therapy? Album


Semi-Detached (1998)
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She goes places I won't go
She knows things that I don't know

Welcome to the church of noise
Welcome to the church of noise

(It takes more than intellect to be a musician)
(Put your soul into it)
(OK?)

This goes way beyond beliefs
Take this far away from me

Welcome to the church of noise
Welcome to the church of noise

Empire's singin' on the back door step
Showband's dyin' on my radio set
Every light shines out on a sunday
Heaven sent with guilt and regret
I am lost in your acetylene light, so bad
One more trip, one more trip to my head
To my head now

Red skies, summer marches on
We should go away together, mongrels in a mess forever

Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome)
Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome)
Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome)
Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome)

. . .


I'm tryin' to walk up the stairs
My hands are snatchin' at the slivers of light
I'm stickin' to the steps
Each one a release from the place below
I'm on a mission
On the hunt for clean, clear vapour skies
'cos I'm choking on my own, I need some air

The dark skies behind me
Begging you to scrape off your disco paint
It's open to the night
And I'm sick as a hospital and empty factories
You look so tiny, so very unimportant
I'm nearly there and everything feels fine

Don't wanna look behind me
Don't wanna look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration

High above piss city
Watch the pigs-ear people, all dead in their droves
Some shuffle in silence
Some gorge sucking on silicone
I've got the urge to jump
Watch my life whizz by, fast forward flash
But hold on boy, I feel alive

Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration

Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration

Don't want to look behind me
Don't want to look beneath me
Every movement, every vibration
Every movement, every vibration

. . .


Scrape the stars from your eyes, lift yourself up, let's go home
It's a long drawn night that we leave behind, keep on walking
Breathe deeply as you go, it's a well scarred part of the road
But at least we know every pitfall, failure, secret and saviour

I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?

Friends, we got this one under our belts
So brace yourself for the morning chimes, you don't remember
There's nothing to regret, so keep the comfort you know
And hang on to it always, ever, through sicker or better

I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know

So c'mon, we got a blank day, where do we go?
There's a place I know, and it's yours and mine
They got everything and it's easy all the time
This could be our way out of this place
Something we'll drink to forever, whenever, we leave here together

I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know
Is it gonna be the same?
I just wanna know

. . .


(Leave a message or leave me alone)

What if the sky falls? And shoves me into the ground
Would you pray for me? Or would you pull me out?
Yeah, I know you're no angel, but I'm stuck right now
Don't walk away, pretendin' you don't know how

Like a fat kid suicide, believing they're wrong
And you were givin' up early and goin' alone
Yeah, I know you're no angel, but I'm stuck for friends
And once I'm out, I won't be back there again

And if you're lonely (You're lonely), and you're cryin' all the time (You're cryin')
Heaven help me (Heaven help me), 'cos your heart's as dead as mine
We all go slowly (Go slowly) and time is catchin' up (Time is catchin' up)
If you would only (Only) give me two more minutes of your twisted love

Every day it gets much better
Everyone's on your side
Skies colliding in your name
Strike it up and lights and step outside, 'cos you know what's goin' on

But if you're lonely (You're lonely), and you're cryin' all the time (You're cryin')
Heaven help me (Heaven help me), 'cos your heart's as dead as mine
We all go slowly (Go slowly) and time is catchin' up (Time is catchin' up)
If you would only (Only) give me two more minutes of your twisted love

(Your twisted) Your twisted love
(Your twisted) Your twisted love
(Your twisted) Your twisted love

. . .


In your weakest moments
It all comes back to you like a ghost
Just when you need some peace the most

The same endless cycle always
Neverending chain of bitterness
You're livin' the same mistakes again

And when it starts to slide, let it go, leave it behind
And when it starts to slide, let it go

This is pulling you under
And you're feeling that this is as low as it gets
You're giving up on your saving grace

You've got to shake off the dirt that drags you
Scrape up some sparks to guide you
And use your arms to bring you back

And when it starts to slide, let it go, leave it behind
And when it starts to slide, let it go

And when it starts to slide, let it go, leave it behind
And when it starts to slide, let it go

. . .


(Stay happy)

Slush puppies, foul pavements
Ice cream comes up on their pagers
Break them up with a bucket of water

Kids waving, shake babies
Smile candy through splinters
Squeezed into ill fitting stitches
Squeezed into ill fitting stitches

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

You're funny, not happy
Self-effacing, self protected
Please save me from the wretched
Please save me from the wretched

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

Stay happy

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy
Stay happy

(You mean they will not leave you ?)
(?)

. . .


All this noise is making me nervous
I feel every slammed door and drunken laugh
Sometimes there's no room for breathing
Take me to a colony and leave me in Antarctica
The living germs keep these buildings alive
And every day we feed them with our dirt and rotten memories
The front window in the house his mother left him
Is just another beacon in a sea of dark yellow

This place speaks to him, it's got its own language
Cold comfort through the gill cracked plaster
Looks at him with eyes in paint blisters
Squeezes music through cheap transistors
Voices of mothers with their prisoners for brothers
And the bug-eyed little creatures terrifying stupid teachers
Who then take it out on weaklings, spawning killing spree control freaks
Who get married in their prisons to abused and lonely women

I'm clean and I'm clinging
Like I've never held on to anything in my life
I'm clean and I'm clinging to you

I'm clean and I'm clinging
Like I've never held on to anything in my life
I'm clean and I'm clinging to you

I'm clean and I'm clinging
Like I've never held on to anything in my life
I'm clean and I'm clinging to you

I'm clean and I'm clinging, yeah
Like I've never held on to anything in my life
I'm clean and I'm clinging to you

. . .


Fucker!

My tongue is twisted from talking
My feet are blistered from walking alone
My head is bursting with thoughts
And every bruise feels so familiar
This city's buzzing with bastards
Cancer tans and plastic disasters
Wannabees and users and makers
Impotents and shake city fakers

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
And don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life

My system's sick with poison
Heart's bitter joys are jumping
Far away from better days
And everything feels so familiar
My arms are fed up reaching
My voice is through with breaking
Myself, I'm sick of reason
Every bruise feels so familiar

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
Don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
So don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
Don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
So don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life

So don't tell me everything's alright
And don't include me in your straight life
So don't tell me everything's alright
In your straight life
In your straight life, in your straight life
In your straight life, in your straight life
In your straight life, in your straight life
In your straight life, in your straight life
In your straight life

. . .


(?)

Oh shit, here comes morning
Another ugly bang that I dreaded coming
Go back to sleep, let the curtains protect me
Keep them closed so the light won't get me

Stuck inside, afraid of big spaces
Too much noise and too many faces
All mail left unanswered
Kickin' down my door like a final reminder

I've been waiting on it comin', waiting so long
I wanna be there when it all goes off
And everything I need is in the verification of your genius

OK, but I'm not ready
I'll get up and go 'cos I feel so guilty
Is anybody there? The door's still ringing
It's not for me, just another religion

Someone selling something
I'd let you in but the house is so empty
Feed me any salvation
I'm payin' through the nose for my inspiration

I've been waiting on it comin', waiting so long
I wanna be there when it all goes off
And everything I need is in the verification of your genius

Wish I could sleep forever
It's all catching up and I surrender
Clock keeps chipping at my existence
Final reminder, always there in the distance

I've been waiting on it comin', waiting so long
I want to be there when it all goes off
And everything I need is in the verification of your genius

(?)
Halelujah

. . .


(Wow, great)

Well, this is taking everything
Everything that I can stand
And you look like the enemy
With the answers hidden in your hands
And you can tell yourself everything is fine
But don't be fooled by the sunshine

And don't expect roses
Don't expect roses

I'm thinking
Watching London sink in the Thames
I'm using all my energy
Wasted, used, re-cycled and drained
Maybe I'll find you sympathy
Somewhere near the end of the century

But don't expect roses
Don't expect roses

The hooligans are loose, the hooligans are loose
The hooligans are loose, the hooligans are loose
You should pay some attention to me
I won't stop throwing 'til everything's broken

So don't expect roses
Don't expect roses
Don't expect roses
Don't expect roses
Don't expect roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)

So don't expect roses

Roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)
Roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)

Don't expect roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (Roses)

Don't expect roses (Roses)
Don't expect roses (If you're looking for trouble, you can find me on the Internet, motherfucker)

. . .


I'm getting swallowed up in all of this
And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit

(See you later)
(Yeah, I'll be there in about half an hour)
(See ya)

I'm getting swallowed up in all of this
And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit

(When you think about it)
(This is my army, my soulless army and it's always next to the line, and it's [..])

(This is my army)
Rock star bullshit

(It means a lot)
(Thanks very much)

I'm getting caught up in all of this
And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit

I'm getting swallowed up in all of this
And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit

. . .


I think we should probably call it a night now
It's just as well 'cos, eh, 'cos we got a lot of things sorted out tonight that needed sorting out, I suppose
I'll take a taxi home
I think I'll..

Thanks for coming, mind your step on the way home
The roads are busy, tonight just pick the ones you know
Thanks for coming, stick to all the places you've been
Thanks for coming again

There's not really much difference between what you think and I think
It's just, who does it with most conviction, I suppose
But it's really hard to believe in what you have and what you're looking for

Thanks for coming, mind your step on the way home
The roads are busy, tonight just pick the ones you know
Thanks for coming, mind your step on the way home
The roads are busy, so pick the ones you know

Thanks for coming, mind your step on the way home
The roads are busy, tonight just pick the ones you know
Thanks for calling, mind your step on the way home
Find a God and thank him

Thanks for coming, mind your step on the way home
The roads are busy, tonight just pick the ones you know
Thanks for coming, mind the step on your way home
The path is crowded

. . .


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