Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Here, you focus

so I can see your faces

 the eyes are wrong

Riff 2

"How will I know if it's working..."

  right?

light confuses

the tiny isles of bruises

 the mangled lines

(Riff 2)

I see the signs of aging

But if I try to feel at all

 I am deceived my mind's affected

it's empty now

as I lay down

I feel alright

my heart is racing

Turn the noise on

I'd like to feed my poison

 assembly lines

(Riff 2)

carry a velvet warning

to the yard

it's just like striking matches

 the polish lies

But it's working in your blood

 (Working in your blood)

Which you know is not the same as love

 (Same as love)

Love is only in your mind

 (Working in your mind)

 And not your heart

Now, it's working

Bridge

But it's working in your blood

 (Working in your blood)

Which you know is not the same as love

 (Same as love)

Love is only in your mind

 (Working in your mind)

 And not your heart

2. Song for DAN TREACY

 He spends his time, or maybe half of his time, or part of the time wandering

 'round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes

with a tear in his eye, as the children walk by, he's thinking of a song

 then stops, to paint a picture of a frown, walking around

x2

And the fast guitar that's right after that part goes like this:

Dan Treacy's smile, leaves you trying to decide who's the victim, what's the crime?

 no rest for the mind, that's seen it all before

and I don't know where he lives, but he's a myth of a man, and Texas Bob the cameraman

 is off to fix his sit before the show, yeah but where did he go?

x2

 to know when your time's up

 you flip the glass and watch the hours quickening

 oh oh oh oh oh

 in the back of the station

 fluorescent lights about to quit their flickering

 well he speaks his mind, he says "what is crime?"

Dan Treacy's eyes

In the middle of the park, when the underground is dark

 he's a poet he's a lark

 he starts thinking about a place that no one knows

and when the creeks run dry, he stays frozen in time

 strange lights in the sky

 start blinking, I can see the car outside but he's listening

 oh oh oh oh, he's listening, oh oh oh, he's listening, ah ah ah

 when he's making up his mind

He made his mind up, to get things done and overcome

He made his mind up, yeah he's gonna let it go

he made his mind up, in the park and at the station

he made his mind up, yeah, he's gonna get it done

he made his mind up, ooh yeah he's gonna get it done

he made his mind up

yeah, he's gonna let it go, uh oh

 no matter the time, oh oh

 when the creeps run by, oh no

 he's making his mind up, oh oh oh oh

yeah he's gonna get it done whoa

oh yeah, when the creeks run dry whoa oh

yeah, he's gonna listen to his soul,

yeah, when the creeps walk by and say, "come here boy, look me in the eye"

bow to the heart, back to the beat of Dan Treacy

3. Someone's Missing

Someone's telling the toll to me

 I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree

but i don't care who's left behind

 lost revelations that I'll never find

 in the long hall pipes are whispering

 blues prepared for anti-christening

somewhere there's an honest soul

 to mirror teeth where neon lures troll

and what's extinct might come alive

 a purple smoke in some internal shrine

 with a long sigh let the hissing in

 stones deformed by gentle kissing and

 all the closed eyes start to glisten

 but it feels like someone's missing

 yeah it feels like someone's missing

 yeah it feels like someone's missing

 yeah it feels like someone's missing

 it feels like someone's missing

4. Flash Delirium

Mild apprehension

 Blank dreams of the coming fun

Distort the odds of a turnaround

 Gut screams out next to none

 So turn it on

 Tune it in

 And stay inert

 You say "I've got the backbone"

 The back way to escape the gun

Climbing a tree with a missing limb

 And not saving anyone

 And now it hurts

 To stay at home and see

Flash

The mirror ball's throwing mold

 You can't get a grip if there's nothing to hold

 See the flash catch a white lily laugh and wilt

 So if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt

Plants

As far as I know are still,

Still bending toward the light

 And if we dance

Until the heart explodes

 It'll make this place ignite

And even if this hall collapses

I can stand by my pillar of hope it's just

 A case of Flash Delirium

Here's a growing culture

Deep inside a corpse

Ages stuck together

Taking it to the source

Timeless desperation

Pictures on a screen scream

"hey people, what does it mean?"

Comfort keeps us nice

 So quick to donate everything

 Die wolken drifting blinding smiles circling

 And time's tingling spines

 Attaching hands to floor

 The rosy-tinted

Flash

The hot dog's getting cold

 And you'll never be as good as the Rolling Stones

 Watch the birds in the airport gathering dirt

 Crowd the clean magazine chick lifting up her skirt

Why close one eye and try to

Pledge allegiance to the sun

When plastic ghosts start terrorizing everyone

Geometric troops aligning

Carried up to the burial mounds

My earthbound heart is heavy

Your heartbeat keeps things light

With the violence forever threatening the night

 And even if this hall collapses

I can stand by my pillar of hope and trust

 That our heads won't bust

Six six, five five red battleships

 Forty earthlike planets

 Three holes two tits

 One fork in it's side

 Zero tears in their eyes

(double time)

Sue the spiders

Sink the Welsh

Stab your facebook

Sell sell sell

Undercooked

Overdone

Mass adulation not so funny

Poisoned honey

Pseudo science

Silly money

 You're my honey

5. I Found A Whistle

Hey I found a whistle that hangs like a charm

And when my noose is tied I could blow it and fall down into your

Arms. fifteen centuries of dissolution and grief

 to return a yellow trickster and a thief

(Repeat for all verses)

Yeah I found a whistle that works every time

That's when the trail escapes to nowhere

And the flood erases the crime

Such conviction

To paint all the wall with the blood

Of the young and the faithful and the good

Yeah I found a whistle as thin as a sheet

To split the dumbness of a vision

Between asleep and a sleep

Tiny axes

Repeatedly raising the flag

All ignored, real emotion's such a drag

Hey I've got a pistol that's aimed at your heart

And on dark nights when the moon is right

I could show you

The head attached with a scarf

Aerophane sorceress, at home obeying the fates

When it's gone, has it gone all the way?

 This time I found a whistle that works every time

Yeah I found a whistle that works, hangs like a charm

I found a whistle that works every time

Yeah I found a whistle that works, closes my eye every-

time. A whistle, I've got it, I've got it this time.

6. Siberian Breaks (Ryan McGrath)

  Sleep as the goer

  the bridge that watches the light speed through

  And cries while the spirit stumbles

  and inside missile for the protection of you

  Maybe it's silent

  the voice can't bear anymore strain

  but speaks without even knowing

  and streams out of sight in the direction of truth

Part B (01:23 - 01:51):

Transition:

  There's no reason there's no secret to decode

  if you can't save it, leave it dying on the road

  wide open arms can feel so cold, so cold

Feel so cold

Part C (01:52 - 02:09):

Part D (02:10 - 04:44):

Transition - Play A major until the singing comes in.

  Balance the books, the ledges, the loons

  the disappointed look on the faces

  that squint at the moon

  I've seen it with shadows enhanced

  and then vote to decide who'll advance

  Silver jet plane, making a turn

  exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn

  it's not the life lesson I'd've guessed

  if you're conscious you must be depressed

  or at least cynical

  But someone might still eat the steaks

  even if they're tough

  Spending the day

  chewing the fat

  floating away isn't rough but it's not enough

  Oh Marianne, pass me the joint

the sandpaper's tan

  go-getters are surfing the point

  and London's a scratch on the lens

  it's over before it begins

  Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders

  the older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick

  but really there's no trick at all

  that doesn't result in a fall

  or a faltering

  But something might spit out the bait

  even if it's real

  Rolling away

  missing the spoke

  close to the ground like a wheel but it's not joke

  Holding the line

  clutching the phone

  nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right

  it's not right

  Smelling for blood

  praying for rain

  running away isn't rough, but it's not enough

Let the last A chord ring.

Part E (04:56 - 05:59):

  The low tide is telling me that it's over,

  to breathe in everything exposed

  and comes back to cover me with a breaker

  being here's always changing too

Part F (06:07 - 08:21)

  The empty sky surrounds me but I can't see at all

  wide open arms can feel so cold

  and you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth

  but I hope I die before I get sold

  I hope I die before I get sold

  I'd rather die before I get sold

Part G (08:22 - 08:58):

  If you find the soul that you lost

  frozen in a starry void

  Take it within and hope the sight of blood

  can will signs of life to return

  Back to the way that it was

  long before it made a noise

  To keep on quietly reminding you

  what's never created or destroyed

Part H (08:59 - 09:11):

x8 - x8 - x8

Part A (09:12 - 09:52):

Same as the first Part A, A minor, C major, and Amaj7 are played with the

two top strings (B and high E) being open, but still strummed.

  Wake as the swell peaks

  the close-outs drowning the birds with roars

  and howls scare the new unkindness

  that picks and laughs at the carrion scene

  Forces you see breathe

  can always go into hiding

  and wait 'til it passes over

  or stay far gone for all eternity

Let the final Cm chord ring.

Part I (09:55 - 12:10):

  major x8 - flat minor x8

7. Brian Eno

So tired

Soul searching

I followed the sounds to a cathedral

Imagine my surprise to find that they were produded by Brian Eno

Verse

Past the gates

Quite stark

The roses trimmed and the windows dark

I see the walls through a limestone crack

Not red, not blue, not yellow, but black

And all the space left for you

If the sky was synthesized you'd probably know

He taught me many things

The wisdom of o' bleak stratagems

The prophet of a sapphire soul

Presented through creative freedoms

And everything I say is true

'Cause if i was telling lies it'd probably show

Chorus

I can tell that he's kind of smiling

But what does he know?

We're always one step behind him

He's Brian Eno (Brian Eno)

Brian Eno! (Brian Eno!)

When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate curses

Tinctures and formulas

To ditch the choir and flip the verses

My whole foundation came unglued

When I tried to humanize by ambient light

Chorus

Dipping swords in metaphors yeah

But what does he know?

He's go the whole world behind him

He's Brian Eno (Brian Eno)

Brian Eno! (Brian Eno!)

Breakdown

He promised pretty worlds and all the silence I could dream of

Brian Peter George St. John

Le Baptiste de la Salle Eno

Well all alone by the oldest stone where the shade trees grow

(What does he know?)

The creature by the water feature with a ghostly glow

(Brian Eno!)

Yeah, he's making sure that time's preserved well

We reap what we sow

(What does he know?)

We're always one step behind him

He's Brian Eno! (Brian Eno!)

Yeah, I can tell that he's doing well yeah

What does he know? (What does he know?!)

I'm always one step behind him

He's Brian Eno! (Brian Eno!)

8. Lady DaDa's Nightmare

Who knows? Make whoosing noises for four minutes I guess.

The verse is just a simple chord progression:

Verse 1

Dead in the water

It's not a paid vacation

The sons and daughters of city officials

 Attend demonstrations

It's hardly a sink or swim

 When all is well if the ticket sells

Break 1

Verse 2

Out with a wimper

It's not a blaze of glory

You look down from your temple

 As people endeavor to make it a story

And chisel a marble word

 But all is lost if it's never heard

Break 2

Chorus

But I've got someone to make reports

That tell me how my money's spent

To book my stays and draw my blinds

So I can't see what's really there

And all I need's a great big congratulations

Just repeat for the rest of the song:

Verse 3

I'll keep your dreams

You pay attention for me

As strange as it seems

I'd rather dissolve than have you ignore me

The ground may be moving fast

But I tied my boots to a broken mast

Break 1

Verse 4

The difference is clear

You throw it in your cauldron

Rust and veneer, dusk and dawn

Steinways and Baldwins

You start with a simple stock of all the waste

And salt to taste

Break 2

Chorus 2

But damn my luck and damn these friends

That keep on combing back their smiles

I save my grace with half-assed guilt

And lay down the quilt upon the lawn

Spread my arms and soak up congratulations