Legendary Pink Dots: MALACHAI - Shadow Weaver Part 2

transcribed by members of the cloud-zero mailing list

 Joey the Canary

Tossed and scrambled in a cage some sixteen miles below.  I attempted sending 
codes, but only ghosts reply, and it's cramped in here.  Though the 
freezer's packed with a hundred crates of beer, it won't wash away my 
tears, my fear.  Considered writing novels.  I thought hard about this 
career, solved a dozen famous mysteries, but still I can't be clear if 
there is anybody up there, perhaps it's been a year.  Is there still 
anybody up there?  No fear.  Is there anybody up there, was you ever 
there at all?(x4)

 Kingdom of the Flies

Who will pull the trigger, send the whole thing up in flames?  Who is 
juggling figures, plans the last move of the game?  Now we're coughing 
blood, the desert winds erupt, the power's cut, our dream has been 
corrupted.  Maybe we never dreamed enough.  Count to five and shut your 
eyes, you'll find that everything's still there, a little slower, less 
alive, and I've got lizards in my hair.  Still I chew my daily bread, I 
cannot let go of my thread, you still scream inside my head.  All the 
things I should have said, never said, never say.  And the cat ripped out 
my tongue, the vulture swooped and stole my eyes.  I'm scavengin crumbs 
in the Kingdom of the Flies.  Fly me.(x5)

 Encore Une Fois

The sun beats down, the world spins 'round, and  repeat myself again.  
There's a loop inside my brain.  I never learn, I never gain, I only 
turn, I stay the same, repeat myself again, repeat myself again.  It's so 
absurd, it's quite insane, nothing grows, nothing's changed, nothing 
grows, nothing's changed, nothing grows, nothing's changed, repeat myself 
again, repeat myself again.  There's a loop inside my brain.  I never 
learn, I never gain, I only turn, I stay the same, repeat myself again, 
repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat 
myself again, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, again again again again 
again again again again again again again again again again again again, 
repeat myself again, repeat myself again. ..............  There's a loop 
inside my brain.  I never learn, I never gain, I only turn, I stay the 
same.  It's so absurd, it's quite insane, repeat myself again.  Nothing 
grows, nothing's changed, nothing grows, nothing's changed, I only turn, 
I stay the same, I never learn, I never gain.  Repeat myself again, 
repeat myself again, repeat myself again.  The sun beats down, I only 
turn, I stay the same, it's quite insane, it's so absurd, the loop inside 
my ... brain, my brain, my brain, myself again, myself my brain, myself 
again, myself again, my brain myself, myself again, repeat, repeat, 
repeat myself again........{etc.}

 Wildlife Estate

Holed up in the underground with nothing but the soundtrack of our 
shouting neighbors tossing favors, screaming in the name of love that's 
bleeding, that's gone baaad.  Paint is peeling, baby's 
squealing, Rover's leaving sweet surprises in the places that we never 
clean, it's sad.  And the phone, it's always ringing, when we're eating, 
when we're sleeping.  Oh, but what the hell?  The central heating leaks.  
Man the lifeboats, ring the bell.  It's spring time time.  They cleared the 
shelf.  Shit's falling down the chute.  We're sitting here, we're sniping 
scavengers that swarm around the loot. The seven forty kamikaze kitties 
swooping past our window.  Look at that caveman go go go.(x6)

 Pavane (Instrumental)

 Window on the World

(Behold a human brain.  What wonders lie within?)
Cable kings got satin swings, got radiation, save-us thing, got fingers, 
news at ten, those faces fear temptation, over rainbows, mambo, Tower of 
Babel, running lead, exploding heads, oh, the naked and the dead, and 
sometimes both, soft focus, Asterisking, you see cables pumping sperm 
for all the family, one horizontal sucking on their full frontal lobes.  
The psycho shot o'er the cuckoo's nest, electric eyes in blue-light 
haloes, burst effects, your window on the world, shot down chain rocks, 
smoke alarm, yeah dial a six pack, sink back, fold your arms, meet Jesus, 
suffer little children, peace on earth, we're watching Scuds and blood
rain down, wiseguy rabbits breeding, bleeding, dies for us a hundred times a 
day.  Exclusive here on CNN, the resurrection in slow motion, I can feel 
those holes, they got the anti-Christ got the horsemen, saturating 
(stiff?) monopolize, the whole world dies before your eyes, take that.  Zap!

 On the Boards

Thursday was a good day.  He'd be turning up at nine, he'd be turning 
down the lights, he'd be breaking out the wine.  Made it whoopee on the 
settee, shared a candle, split a line.  Made it happy in the 
chandeliers.  Mind-mind-mind-link.  I think we really could get on 
together.  Mind-mind-mind-link.  My planetary choo-choo girl, you got me 
in a superwhirl.  I'd climb out to the Milky Way.  Mind-mind-mind-link
Take it away brothers.

 We Bring the Day

We bring the day, so cease your lonely mourning.  The shadows shrink away 
and leave without a warning, gone in the blink of an eye, gone with the 
wind that subsides.  We bring life.  We fill the deathly silence.  One 
thousand butterflies are dancing on the pylons.  Seek and you'll find.  
We guard you from the borders.  When all your hope runs dry, we'll 
sprinkle holy water.  Pulling the strings from above and all because we 
love you.  We love you.  We love you.  We love you (despite you).

 Paris 4AM (Instrumental)

Voices
Snoring