The Fallen

So they say you’re trouble boy
Because you like to destroy
All the things that bring idiots joy
Well what’s wrong with a little destruction?

And the Kunst won’t talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we’re all…

Up now and get ‘em boy
Up now and get ‘em boy
Drink to the devil and death to the doctors

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
5000 users fed today
as you feed us
won’t you lead us
to be blessed

So we stole and drank champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
“I never feel pain, won’t you hit me again?”
“I need a bit of Black and Blue to be a Rotation”

In my blood I felt bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist an eyebrow burst
You’ve a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of blood

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdelen or virgin you’ve already been
You’ve already been and we’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessed

So I’m sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt that you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your name

So they say you’re troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word – the word is Destroy
I break this bottle and think of you fondly

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It’s not a jag in the arm
It’s a nail in the beam
On this Barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdelen or Virgin
You’ve already been
Yeah you’ve already been
We’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We’re all damned

L. Wells

Great Western Wind catches in your Celtic hair
Flicks it round your face like flames around the sun
In the bright cold air you seem as innocent and fair
As Rita Tushingham in 1961

Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do

LP records in your little hands
Put them on your little dansette for a dance
All those men sing you’ll never walk alone
But you’ll never let them break your little heart.

Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do

If you have some sort of secret
If you need someone to tell
You can tell me
Because my memory
Always fails
I will forget
And your secret
Will remain
Yes the secret
Your secret
Will remain

Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lynsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do

Jeremy Fraser

We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver aaah

Do you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to know

We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
In the middle of the trees
All we taught him
Was freeze, freeze, freeze
When it came towards him
he was dragged from the woods
and dumped in the middle of our old school yard
he was dragged from the woods
and dumped in the middle of our old school yard

Do you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to know

Now he’s working hard on his appearance
What can you do when you’re left with a stare and a bleeding heart
We (his friends) grow older
But he stays too young
We’re sorry for the life of Jeremy Fraser
We’re sorry for the life of Jeremy Fraser

Do you want to know how we stopped the time
There’s no reason to know

We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver
We stopped the time for Jeremy Fraser
He died of a lance of silver

The Fallen (Ruined by Justice)

The Fallen

So they say you’re trouble boy
Because you like to destroy
All the things that bring idiots joy
Well what’s wrong with a little destruction?

And the Kunst won’t talk to you
Because you kissed St Rollox Adieu
Because you robbed a supermarket or two
Well, who gives a damn about the prophets of Tesco?

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
For the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us
Yeah we’re all…

Up now and get ‘em boy
Up now and get ‘em boy
Drink to the devil and death to the doctors

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
5000 users fed today
as you feed us
won’t you lead us
to be blessed

So we stole and drank champagne
On the seventh seal you said you never feel pain
“I never feel pain, won’t you hit me again?”
“I need a bit of Black and Blue to be a Rotation”

In my blood I felt bubbles burst
There was a flash of fist an eyebrow burst
You’ve a lazy laugh and a red white shirt
I fall to the floor fainting at the sight of blood

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
Be they Magdelen or virgin you’ve already been
You’ve already been and we’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
Never judge us to be blessed

So I’m sorry if I ever resisted
I never had a doubt that you ever existed
I only have a problem when people insist on
Taking their hate and placing it on your name

So they say you’re troubled boy
Just because you like to destroy
You are the word – the word is Destroy
I break this bottle and think of you fondly

Did I see you in a limousine
Flinging out the fish and the unleavened
To the whore in a hostel
Or the scum of a scheme
Turn the rich into wine
Walk on the mean
It’s not a jag in the arm
It’s a nail in the beam
On this Barren Earth
You scatter your seed
Be they Magdelen or Virgin
You’ve already been
Yeah you’ve already been
We’ve already seen
That the fallen are the virtuous among us
Walk among us
If you judge us
We’re all damned

Brown Onions

The Fallen (Live In Bologna)