Caught up in the same old dream
Looking all around you for your friends
What was that name again
of the girl I placed investments in

You’re not the only one
I’m trying to put my finger on
Who’s got those patent stripes
Who takes part in the leather rites

Who takes the words out of your mouth?
Who turns a whisper into shouts?

Who pulls the cart?
Who pulls the curtains?
Who pulls you up? 
Who pulls you off inside the changing room?


Who’s scared of Little Boy
Blowing you into the void
Who’s got a dirty mind
Who’s a city of London dirty swine

I’ll change my skin again
If you want to match me stay the same
I learned a trick or two 
from the englishmen, the crudest tools

Who is behind that mask?
Who is the one I ask?
Who takes you down to see
All the mysteries of me? 

Who pulls the cart?
Who pulls the curtains?
Who pulls you up? 
Who pulls you off inside the changing room?


Try to be a vechicle for someone else’s dream
End up a burning cigarette on some body’s crime scene
You try to try it all at once and
You try to do it better than me
You try to try all at once
so sing with me and sing with me

Clothe and unclothe and
Clothe and unclothe and
Clothe and unclothe and
Clothe and unclothe and

Who pulls the cart?
Who pulls the curtains?
Who pulls you up? 
Who pulls you off inside the changing room?

Who In The Changing Room?

Du Betyder Ingenting

You can always see me
I'm always where you are
See me at my desk
Hear me playing my guitar

You can talk about me
With everyone you know
See me when I'm sleeping
As you tune in to the show

My house has got no walls
You can live here with me
My house has got no walls
And I'm only as real as you want me to be

Everybody knows me
They say that I'm a star!
And if I wished it wasn't so
Well I know that's how things are

You can come and see me
You can stand and stare
There's no use pretending
I know I'll always be there

My house has got no walls
You can live here with me
My house has got no walls
And I'm only as real as you want me to be

Sometimes I just can't stand living life within your eyes
Sometimes I just can't stand putting on that service smile

My house has got no walls

House Without Walls

Whole Night Through

Man Mot Man

Left to my own devices
In a new part of town
I've got new friends
pouring drinks down my throat

And I am feeling lucky
The roulette wheel's spinning my way
I celebrate in the company
of my new friends

And now everybody wants to give me their advice
I haven't felt this high and mighty in all my life
I'm gonna buy a yacht, gonna take the house for all it's got
Tonight

Left to my own devices
Man I'm feeling good
The roulette wheel keeps on spinning
just like it should

And my new friends call my name
And I buy them more drinks
And we toast our way
All through the night

And some fool says, "Boy you should quit while you're ahead"
But I just laugh and say that I'd rather be dead
Than to leave this palace, this paradise of lights 
tonight

Early the next morning
I don't remember much
Seems that me and my new friends have lost touch

I've got a big bruise on my head
My God, they've even taken the bed
in which I feel asleep in a drunken haze last night

I guess I finally got just what I deserve
But I would've made a poor rich man you can mark my words
So thank you my new friends, you may have saved my life
Last night

(Wouldn't last a year as a millionaire)

My New Friends

Falling Down

Starmaker

Paradis Av Is

How Could You Do It?

Amanita Muscaria

Fool

Waterfalls

Amanda (Blå)



Everything I did
I did for the right reasons
And my heart was so content

Nothing to hide
Nothing to fear
and nothing to resent

But as of late there’s someone else that’s living in my house
And sometimes I see him stare
hidden behind my shattered mirror

He looks so old and frail
with that birdlike face
and those calculating eyes

I know he wants my shape
And my graceful ways
He’s all that I despise

At first I only saw him faintly in the corner of my eye
Surely my vision was in error
Seeing him behind my shattered mirror

Then one night I heard music
play in this house of mirrors
In the hall he invited me to dance

We danced the waltz
long shadows cast
And my retreat was his advance

And now I live behind his eyes
behind his cunning smile
I look out as he repairs
all that’s left of my shattered mirror


My Shattered Mirror

Don't Think About The Underworld

Längtans slut

Schwärmerei

A Sunny Day

Winter Sun

This is where I went when I went insane
And I don't think that I am coming home again
Locked up in a corner of your mind, no
I don't think that I am coming home

The ceiling and the wall melt into one
Just like the sky and the ocean
The seaguls all are staring at my face
No I don't think I'll ever leave this place

And now sir Oswald Mosley is lecturing the hall
While faint echoes of voices come from the walls
And as the waves come closer they rise to a
Roar

This must be the edge of the world
Here where the sky is made of mirrors
And the crowd is getting larger by the day
There's the Mitford sisters and Margareth Mary Ray

Now there's Edward Bernays and he is shouting at the floor
That no waves are crashing through the open doors
And the hungry eyes of seagulls never stop demanding 
More

I don't want to live in your imagination anymore
And I don't think that I am coming come

More

You said that you wanted to show me something new
Something that only you could do
You said you wanted me to look at you
Through the camera

Well you're quite the artist there's no denying that
I walked five flights up to your flat
Only to discover that
I'd be rewarded quite handsomely

Home movie (You said you wanted to show me)
Home movie (Things I thought I'd never see)
Home movie

Looking disgraceful in just the right way
You left me alone as the film began to play
And when you returned I had to avert my gaze
You're quite the acress girl

With your movements so practiced and first-rate professional
I don't care that it doesn't pass the Bechdel test
I'm already a fan in fact I'm almost obsessional
Would you do one more for me?

Home movie (You said you wanted to show me)
Home movie (Things I thought I'd never see)
Home movie

You make an art of smoking a cigarette
The way you glance into the camera is something no one could forget
No one can rival your artistic touch
I'm sorry about the couch

Home movie (You said you wanted to show me)
Home movie (Things I thought I'd never see)
Home movie

Home Movie

There's a sign pointing to
The multi-faith prayer room
While the smiles in the ads
Spell of coming doom

And you feel so strange
Just like all the sadness of human-kind was yours to keep
And you wonder should you follow the sign
And go to pray for sleep when your flight takes off

No it isn't real
No it isn't real
Must be a dream of sorts
Heathrow Airport

The artificial lighting's like the white light
of God's heaven
And you wonder what that sound is
It's like the human soul in fragments

And you feel so otherwordly
As you walk right through the crowd alone
And you figure if you fell down dead there's noone
Who'd even make a move
Cause you're not handsome
Or  one of them

No it isn't real
No it isn't real
And if it is then please no more
Heathrow Airport 

The voice from the loud-speakers
like a preacher in a sermon
There's a straight line to God's kingdom
If you'd only learned your lesson

And that mile-high club is not for you
No matter what you do when you get home

Heathrow Airport

Beloved Parasite

There's a glory hole in the confession booth
where choir boys have learned to play the flute
and spit out the truth
And there's nothing in the world now to offer absolution
Nothing but the pump organ's final solution
How you would wipe out worlds for a second of bliss
Whispering "It's better off like this"

And there are mermaids in the river
Underneath the frozen surface
Their faces cruel and beautiful
As our last silent embraces

There are sirens in the cracks of the night
You hear them, but they do not sing for you
There's neither danger nor any invitation
That travels through the night to reach your world
Where you are strangled by your own desires
Under a sky of fireworks and of bonfires

And there's a stranger in the mirror
Right behind the surface of the glass
His face is cruel and beautiful
as our last silent embraces

There are fields of asphodel in the cuts to my heart
Decaying in the glacial air
And the past is right here, it's folded into your sleep
And the wind, it always howls for someone
As your voice now pleads with corner girls
For their fluorescent legs underneath their furs
And there is no consolation in the world
But that of taxi nymphs in mini-skirts

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