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Somewhere But Yesterday – To Dance The Enamel-Faced Queen

Call my shadows
Prince of the night
Violent eyes searching for movement
The towers that fall
Cry out for life
In silent rage kneeling to Amon and you

He takes me where I don’t wanna be
Sly strawberry kings
As the priest was hung
The butcher begun
To hack the enamel-faced queen
Her eyes so like Medusas
Turning everyone to stone

All around you now
In this world you can’t get out
I’m trapped in pretty pictures
From my inside out
In this poison madrigal around you now
I’m dying in this illusion
All around you now

So take me away to a nice sunny day
At the seaside we pray for a miracle
There’s nothing so sweet
When you can’t find your feet
And the shit on the beach is hysterical
“It’s time for your medical!”

I see you fight for economy
Sly strawberry kings
You are killing us for a few more bucks
And hope to come out somehow clean
Your eyes so like Medusas
Turning everyone to clones

It’s just luxury power I seek
I’m an upstanding man
My dioxins and oestrogens
Out in the street
Your future is damned
Making new hermaphrodites
Around me now
I’m dying in this illusion
All around me now

Oh there are strangers in my life
They can crawl into my face
To lie behind my eyes
From that place I see my comfort
In a field of dying passions
Intruding mind and eye
Just the torturer’s reaction
Putting fear in children’s eyes

Although we’re having such a ball
With caviar and cream
There’s something in the air
That’s turning you and me quite green

Flying from my inner mind
It’s really not that hard
Looking for my other self
Along that abstract path

Come to war the Eagle said
Come to play under the stream
None today shall escape
The wrath of one
Falling from grace again

Winners losers all remain
By the traps under the stream
No-one here that can’t be led
To dying fields for evermore

From a porcelain cocoon
Pulled by the shadows
Deep in the womb
Twisted roots in the playground
All our children are playing
Taught to die in this playground
By our leading politicians

Killing us for money
Now the rat is you and me
Somehow Vlad that old impaler
Comes again – again
My shell is cracked
And somehow I think of my mother
Oh I must go on

I’m in a cage inside an empty hall
A king a queen and me

As we danced our favourite madrigal
A strange invitation to leave
Just like that old impaler
Using chemicals not trees

It’s just luxury power he seeks
As an upstanding man
His dioxins and oestrogens
Out in your street
Your future is damned
Making new hermaphrodites
Inside you now
I’m dying in this illusion
All around me now

Those government whores
All eager for dicky
They’re blowing on horns for the money
Just slip inside my milky white thighs
And it’s back to basics honey

Come to war the Eagle said
Come to play under the stream
None today shall escape
The wrath of a new pretender

Winners losers all remain
By the trap under the stream
No-one here that can’t be led
To dying fields for evermore

Oh my what can I do
Now i’m dying forever
Oh my nothing gets through
Now I’m dying forever more

And if you think that high above
A god is watching you
Ha ha
Nanna