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1980 You Were A Boy
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl
I saw you in your leather skirt you looked beautiful
I saw you in your leather skirt you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
I saw you with your makeup on you looked beautiful
You were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl you were a boy you were a boy
you were a boy you were a boy you were a boy
You kissed my girl

I Am Adam
From a hut slight above the skyline a graceless hovel balanced on a hill
And barely hid from the township, he scans for safer ground
The son of Prometheus scours a godforsaken underwood below
A forest so impervious it feels hermitic enough to safely be obscured within
And high from his vantage he reads it like a cipher
Unraveling knowledge of its landscape, its paths its retreats its shelter its hope
Seeking all but escape from much misery and wanton hate
I am Adam of your labours I am Adam
I am Adam of your labours I am Adam
The pursuit of compassion and human acceptance became a miserable,
unsated hunger and thirst
He, being born not of mother but graveyard remains
His maker the earnest pupil harboured an obsession to equal or better
his venerated mentors
But this godforsaken obsession transformed into repulsion,
abhorrence and loathing upon the mere sight of his wretched creature
issuing breath rendering him physically infirm
I am Adam of your labours I am Adam
I am Adam of your labours I am Adam
I am Adam I am Adam
A countenance so wretched he shuns the morning’s sunburst
I am Adam of your labours I am Adam

Sad Ghost
Sad ghost, you saunter like a sad ghost
You walk uncertain if you’re still alive
Sad eyes. that wander the corridors
Amongst cold strangers that don’t know your name
I want you to know I want you to know
You deserve much more than this I shall speak your name
Sad ghost, my Victorian forgotten child
You died years ago at the hands of your master
I want you to know I want you to know
you deserve much more than this I shall speak your name
I want you to know I want you to know
You deserve much more than this I shall speak your name

This Fantastic Voyage
This is such a fantastic voyage I can’t imagine ever coming home
This is such a colourful expression and I feel happy alone
On this fantastic voyage on this fantastic voyage
On this fantastic voyage
This is such a persuasive moment I can’t imagine ever going back
This is such a tantalizing brightness where i feel happy alone
On this fantastic voyage on this fantastic voyage
On this fantastic voyage on this fantastic voyage

I Need Voltage
Chosen eyes oval head i ‘ll construct my own
Frankenstein built his own i’ll correct his flaws
I need voltage lots of voltage to construct her switchblade life
I need voltage lots of voltage leather bolts an electric knife
Stem cell skin Hellenic poise i’ll design my own
Mary wrote her grandest nightmare but i’ll construct my own
I need voltage lots of voltage to construct her switchblade life
I need voltage lots of voltage leather bolts an electric knife
Gliding arms sinuous torso i’ll design my own
I need voltage lots of voltage to construct her switchblade life
I need voltage lots of voltage leather bolts an electric knife

The Berlin Trilogy
There was Cassie Cassette and Sally Solina and Ems VCS
All three shared the same West Berlin address
It was cold it was damp they took coffees they took teas
And whatever you please bang in the middle of the 1970s
Psyched and wide eyed in Berlin they loved Kraftwerk they loved Pop
Each could dance till they dropped in the counter culture underground
Taking coffees taking teas taking whatever you please speeding fast in the 1970s
Cassie loved to chronicle their thoughts to record all their pluses all their naughts
Sally and EMS loved the noise, loved the pulse and the new wave boys
Consuming liberally and on the move constantly
Now over by the Wall were three artisans, striking yet pasty thin and tall
They worked brightly at night in the subdued studio light
The machines lured them to stay in Berlin we could all be heroes just for one day
Stealing kisses trading rhymes they made for historic memorable times
After a not by chance meeting near their let in a city wafting from kebab and
Coal briquette the two threesomes disappeared down a Berlin alley
EMS left with Brian, Cassie went with Tony and David was last photographed
Crooning to Sally it was cold and still damp they took hot coffees they took hot teas
And whatever you please smack in the middle of decade 70
They began construction of The Berlin Trilogy

Atoms Dangling Aimlessly
Suddenly there is no symmetry i can feel i can feel
Suddenly there is no humming left i can feel i can feel
Suddenly there is no focus left i can feel i can feel
Suddenly there is no oxygen i can feel i can feel
I spy with my little eye the sky is spinning to the earth
I spy with my little eye atoms dangling aimlessly
Suddenly suddenly atoms dangling aimlessly
Suddenly suddenly atoms dangling aimlessly

Walk On Water
My, my uncertain love you’re never sure which way to fall
My, my unfaithful love your glib replies conceal an insecure cry
But i will walk on water for you
heaven’s anger falls upon me I will walk on water for your love
And i will walk on water for you no remorse will ever haunt me
I will walk on water for your love
My, my destructive love your negative words provoke this heart
My, my broken love you’re never who you want to be
But i will walk on water for you
Heaven’s anger falls upon me i will walk on water for your love
And i will walk on water for you no remorse will ever haunt me
I will walk on water for your love
I I I will walk on water I I I will walk on water I I I will walk on water
For your love

In A Film
She touches her hair and she smiles at me in this green art deco foyer
She glistens beneath the chandelier in a blue satin crepe gown
I feel like i am in a film with her I feel like i am in a film with her
Marlene Dietrich Bette Davis Greta Garbo Katherine Hepburn
The concierge glances but remains discreet at her Czech topaz glass necklace
The foyer is host to impatient men holding their drink glasses way too tight
I feel like i am in a film with them i feel like i am in a film with them
Marlene Dietrich Greta Garbo Katherine Hepburn Mae West
I feel like i am in a film with them i feel like i am in a film with them

The Playground of Syd Barrett
Lie back and dream of England sounding the alarm disturbing the calm
The made-up girl slinks into my dream she’s a snare she’s a shadow
This girl’s not from this planet and i’m in the playground of Syd Barrett
This girl’s not from this planet and i’m in the playground of Syd Barrett
Sleeping amongst the moving shadows in a galaxy where time once froze
A black hole sucks life from breath flashes of light crushed to death
And on my stereo psyched and desperate i’m in the playground of Syd Barrett
Lie back and dream of England sounding the alarm disturbing the calm
The made-up girl slinks into my dream she’s a snare she’s a shadow
This girl’s not from this planet and i’m in the playground of Syd Barrett
Dancing orbs on floors of wax emerald curtains conceal the chimney stacks
Of the tavern where a 16th century play write scribes in his baby blues
Arnold Layne disguise and on my stereo psyched and despErate
i’m in theeplayground of Syd Barrett
Lie back and dream of England sounding the alarm disturbing the calm
The made-up girl slinks into my dream she’s a snare she’s a shadow

Dark Star
Dark star, i can see the light through the porthole of the satellite
Round the dark star round the dark star
Dark star, i can feel the pulse in the controls of my brain in flight
Round the dark star round the dark star
I stay awake every night for you
I lie awake every night for you
Every night every night every night for you
Dark star, i can hear your voice still
On my crystal radio from the dark star from the dark star
I stay awake every night for you
I lie awake every night for you
Every night every night every night for you
I wait for Lazarus
I wait for Lazarus
I wait for Lazarus

All tracks written by G Pappas. Copyright 2017