>>  Black Market Music

01. Taste in Men
02. Days Before You Came
03. Special K
04. Spite & Malice
05. Passive Aggressive
06. Black-Eyed
07. Blue American
08. Slave To The Wage
09. Commercial For Levi
10. Haemoglobin
11. Narcoleptic
12. Peeping Tom

   Taste in Men

Come back to me a while
Change your style again
Come back to me a while
Change your taste in men
It's been this way since Christmas Day
Dazzled, doused in Gin
I'm killing time on Valentine's
Waiting for the day to end
Change your taste in men

Days Before You Came

Days before you came
Freezing cold and empty
Towns that change their name
And a horn of plenty
Days before you came
Counting breaths inside me
Even crack - cocaine
Couldn't start to hide me


Days before you came
It always seemed enticing
To be naked and profane
There is no denying
Days before you came
Thunderbolt and lightning
Each day a brand new vein
Each tourniquet colliding

Won't you join me now
Baby's looking torn and frayed
Join the masquerade
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking to get laid
Join the masquerade

I didn't want you anyway

Special K

Coming up beyond belief
On this coronary thief
More then just a lietmotif
More chaotic, no rilief
I'll describe the way I feel
Weeping wounds that never heal
Can this saviour be for real
Or are you just my seventh seal?

No hesitation, no delay
You came on just like special K
Just like I swallowed half my stash
I never ever want to crash
No hesitation, no delay
You came on just like special K
Now you're back with dope demand
I'm on sinking sand

Gravity
No escaping gravity
Not for free
I fall down
Hit the ground
Make a heavy sound
Every time you seem to come around

I'll describe the way I feel
You're my new achille's heel
Can this saviour be for real
Or are you just my seventh seal?

Spite & Malice

Aces take your time
Queens are left for dead
Jacks can stand in line
And touch themselves instead
Aces take your pity
And keep it warm in bed
Aces take your time

Cut the deck
The queens left for dead
Soft and wet
Scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands alone
Feeling demonic harmonic
And in no -go-zone
You look well suited

Like you came to win
Lust, Spite & Malice
Your degrees of sin
Cruisin for pity
And looking as pretty as fuck
Ace take your time
' Cause queen wish you luck

Aces take your time
Deaw your final breath
Jacks are feeling fine
They've clubbed themselves to death
Ace take your pity
And sleep with it instead
Aces take your time

You can play your card
I'll hold on to mine
Tied up in the reasons
Ace take your time
Looks turn to lovers
Flames into fires
Jack loves his tragedy
Queen her desires
You look well suited
Like you came to win
Lust, Spite and malice
Your degrees of sin
Wrap me in your trauma
And I might just give your mine
Queen take your chances
Ace take your time

Dope, guns, fucking in the streets
Revolution

Everything will blow tonight
Either friend or foe tonight

Passive Aggressive

It's in your reach
Concentrate

If you deny this
Then it's your fault
That God's in crisis

He's over

Every time I rise
I see you falling
Can you find me space
Inside your bleeding heart
It falls apart

Black-Eyed

I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home

I was never faithfull
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
Thats why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home

Blue American

I wrote this novel just for you
It sounds pretentious
But it's true
I wrote this novel just for you
That's why it's vulgar
That's why it's blue

And I say
Thank you

I wrote this novel just for mom
For all the mommy things she's done
For all the times she showed me wrong
For all the time she sang God's song

And I say
Thank you mom
Hello mom
Thank you mom
Hi mom

I read a book about uncle Tom
Where a whitey bastard made a bomb
But now ebonics rule our song
Those motherfuckers got it wrong

And I ask
Who is uncle Tom?
You are

I read a book about the self
Said I should get expensive help
Go fix my head
Create some wealth
Put my neurosis on the shelf
But I don't care for myself
I don't care

I wrote this novel just for you
I'm so pretentious
Yes it's true
I wrote this novel just for you
Just for you

Slave To The Wage

Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom
And wave your worries
And cares goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot of guts
A little vision
To wave your worries
And cares goodbye

Sick and tired of maggie's farm
She's a bitch with broken arms

It's a maze for rats to try
And it's a race for rats to die
Run away

Commercial For Levi

You're the one who's always choking trojan
You're the one who's always bruised and broken
Sleep may be the enemy
But so's another line
It's a remedy
You should take more time

You're the one who's always choking trojan
You're the one who's shower's always golden
Spunk and bestiality
Well, its an assisi lie
It's ahead of me
You should close your fly

I understand the fascination
The dream that comes alive at night
But if you don't change your situaton
Then you'll die
Don't die
Please don't die

You're the one who's always choking trojan
You're the one who's always bruised and broken
Drunk on immortality
Valium and charry wine
Coke and ecstasy
you're gonne blow your mind

I understand the fascination
I've even been there once or twice or more
But if you don't change your situation
Then you'll die
Don't die
Please don't die

Haemoglobin

I was hanging from a tree
Unaccustomed to such violence
Jesus looking down on me
I'm prepared for one big silence
How'd I ever end up here
Must be through some lack of kindness
Then it seemed to dawn on me
Heamoglobin is the key
To a healty heartbeat

At the time they cut me free
I was brimming with defiance
Doctors looking down on me
Breaking every law of science
How'd I ever end up here
A latent strain of color blindness
Then it seemed to dawn on me
Heamoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat

As they dragged me to my feet
I was filled with incoherence
Theories of conspiracy:
The whole world wants my desappearence
I'll go fighting nail and teeth
You're never seen such perseverance
Going to make you scared of me
'Cause haemoglobin is the key
To a healty heartbeat

And now my feet don't touch the ground

Narcoleptic

Slip and stumble at my first offences
It's not treason
It's no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
It's not treason
It's no lie

Crush and crumble under your defences
It's not treason
It's no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season
Love can die

It seemed a place for us to dream

You'd better keep it in check
Or you'll end up a wreck
And you'll never wake up
Wake up

Peeping Tom

I'm careful not to fall
I have to climb your wall
'Cause you're the one
Who makes me feel
Much taller than you are
I'm just a peeping tom
On my own for far too long
Problems with the booze
Nothing left to lose

The face that fills the hole
That stole my broken soul
The one that makes me seem to feel
Much taller than you are
I'm just a peeping tom
On my own for far too long
Troubles with the gear
Nothing left to fear

With every bet I lost
And every trick I tossed
You're still the one who makes me feel
Much taller than you are
I'm just a peeping tom
On my own for far too long
Problems with the booze
Nothing left to lose

I'm weightless
I'm bare
I'm faithless
I'm scared

Black Market Blood
(ghost track)

Wasted face that swallowed time
With Armageddon crawling
She's insane, this friend of mine
And she's always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
There's a place within her mind
With rains already falling
She's insane, this friend of mine
And she's always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
She's preparing for the flood
The deluge and the sliding mud
She's preparing for the flood
Running on black market blood
Black market blood
Wasted face that swallowed time
With Armageddon crawling
She's insane, this friend of mine
And she's always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
She's preparing for the flood
The deluge and the sliding mud
She's preparing for the flood
Running on black market blood
Black market blood
Black market blood
Black market blood
Black market



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