One Man Clapping

Chain Mail

High voice, deep inside
Witness what you think you hide
I will race you through emotions

If you let me in
I made an armour plated suit
You put your lips to helmet slits
Try to suck me out the tin
I canít get out, Iím welded in

Iíd run away, to brave for tears
Or sitting still to see
What lives behind the enemy lines
When you have torn away the screen

High voice, deep inside
Witness what you think you hide
I will race you through emotions

If you let me in
That bodyís naked as the mind
The bruises mark the site of blows
Inside my suit my bodyís fine
When I last looked like mine

Iíd run away, to brave for tears
Or sitting still to see
What lives behind the enemy lines
When you have torn away the screen

Iím going deeper and deeper in debt
Deeper and deeper in debt
Deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper in debt

Iím not the only one in chains
I hear you creaking when it rains
Under pressure, under stress
I see you through your holy vest
That bodyís naked as you mind
When I last looked, it looked like mine

Oh look at the chain mail and his body guard
Look at the chain mail and his shoddy body guard
Look at the chain mail and his body guard
Chain mail
Chain mail
Chain mail
Chain mail

Iíd run away
Brave for tears
And sitting still to see
What lives behind
The enemy lines
When you have torn away
When you have torn away
When you have ripped away the screen

Sandman (Hup Springs)

Hitching a ride with the sandman
Heíll bury your head in his hands
Turn into a bland man
Where will you make your stand?

Hup springs, the voice in man
The prophet calls, the masterís plan
You resist his true demands
Itís an inner thing that calls at you
Makes you do what you must do
A voice you can ignore
Find the key that fits the door
Follow that song right to its core
Find the key that fits the door
Follow that song right to its core

But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home
I would rather not go, I would rather stay home
And eat and sleep and think and eat
And eat and sleep and think and eat

Rather not go, rather stay at
Rather not go, rather stay at home

If thereís someone outside to see you
You can always run away
But when thereís something inside does the calling
Thereís nowhere you can hide

Jump down an open stair
Fire escape, to the frame and air
Hiding away from the wrong despair
Itís and inner thing that calls at you
Makes you do what you must do
A voice you canít ignore
Find the key that fits the door
Follow that song right to its core
Find the key that fits the door
Follow that song right to its core

But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home
Iíd rather not go, I would rather stay home
Where I will eat and sleep and think and eat
And eat and sleep and think and eat

Talk to friends having oh such fun
Watching late night television
Other side of midnight
Mike Tysonís feat
Donahue and Nighbeat
Jifeman sends my girlfriend to sleep
And eat
And eat
And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat...
Sleep and eat, sleep and eat...

Whoops

Oh lord I tried I have tried So damn hard to fit in
Iíve worn away my edges
and Iím looking mighty thin

Whoops-a-daisy donít trip that wire
Whoops-a-daisy donít touch that wire
Whoops-a-daisy
Whoops-a-daisy
Whoops

I know all your soft spots
Theyíre the same soft spots that are in me
If you keep on scratching
They will flare up suddenly

Whoops-a-daisy donít touch that wire
Whoops-a-daisy donít touch that wire
Whoops-a-daisy
Whoops-a-daisy
Whoops
Whoops
Whoops-a-daisy
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoops

Donít touch that wire
Donít touch that wire
Donít touch that wire
Donít touch that wire
Donít touch that wire

Riders

Iím in a crowded room
Iíve been half asleep
Says the sister in uniform
Has everybody understood?

The listeners turn and nod
But I can see their fear, do they know more than me
Do they know why theyíre here

I donít want that poison in
I donít want that poison in
I donít want that poison in
Poison in

She passed around a potion
It went from lip to hand
I took a sip
A taste I didnít understand

The woman then explained that this was the juice
The juice that causes pain
That all great singers need

I donít want that poison in
I donít want that poison in
I donít want that poison in
Poison in

I stumbled from the room
There must be some mistake
I do not want this seed
I think Iím in anotherís dream

But I can feel this creature flapping in my throat
I try and throw it up
But my cough turns to a choke

Put my fingers in my mouth
I have it by the head
It dug into my jaw

I threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor
Threw the sucker to the floor

I donít want that sucker in
I donít want that sucker in
I donít want that sucker in
Sucker in

Sucker in
Sucker in
Sucker in...

Leaking

Iím leaking down the left side
Oh god no, I hope it doesnít show
But somebodyís getting a mouth full of the emperorís new clothes.
Iím leaking down the left side
No one can see my gallbladderís burst and so has my spleen.
Leg and an arm and a leg and a arm...
Iím leaking down the left side
Oh God no, I hope it doesnít show.
Iím so wound up my bowels just want to blow.
I hope you donít think Iím a jerk
though nothing I do ever seems to work.
My timing of that joke was wrong.
You canít call that a dance or this a song.
You canít call this a song.
You canít call this a song.
You canít call this a song.

Found my way through this attack.
Hope no one sees through my act.
All those people staring at me.
Their piercing gazes make me want to scream.
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?

Leg and an arm Leg and an arm...
Oh, fill holy hole
Oh, fill my holy hole
Oh, fill my holes.
Oh, fill my holes.
Oh, fill my holes.
Oh, fill my holes.
Feel my holes.
Feel my holes.
I couldnít plug my holy holes.
I couldnít plug my holes.
I couldn't plug my holes.

Why So Close

Why so close
Big boys in black hats
Cowboys with white guns
White guns shoot blue white
Blue white baptism
No buffaloes
No Indians
No more buffaloes

Red sky is falling
Blue blood no stalling
White heat will strip you
No time to run far

Ivanís got a wall of lead Ďround his house
Nobody can get in or out
Running out of food for ammunition
Frightened of the darkness
Sending out scouts

Why stand the fire so close
Why stand the fire so close
Why stand the fire so close
Why... so close
So close

Wayneís got a wall thatís much more subtle
Wore headphones since he was born
Watches Ivan through dark glasses
Hands on his gun waiting for the storm

One false move and we all fall down
No futile games, no such fun
Hereís your ticket to our party
Thatís what you get for playing with a gun

Six-guns so close
So close

Ivanís got a wall of lead Ďround his house
Nobody can get in or out
Running out of food for ammunition
Frightened of the darkness
Sending out scouts

Wayneís got a wall thatís much more subtle
Wore headphones since he was born
Watches Ivan through dark glasses
Hands on his gun waiting for the storm

Why stand the fire so close
Why stand the fire so close
Why stand the fire so close
Why...

Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey

Ya Ho

I nearly died when you jumped in
But you had to drown before you could swim
All the people on the beach, they were so impressed
That they wanted to join you but no they wouldnít undress
Oh there, that wetness, splashed their skin
So they prayed for a whirlpool to pull you in

Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho

So they looked away and they tried to pretend
That it was for you, but no it wasnít for them
Now the fear of sinking remains in place
But itís this fear of failure that a real disgrace

Ya ho
Ya ho
Let me be the one
Let me be the one
Let me be the one
Let me be the one
To get over you wall
To get over you wall

Heads in the sand, sea out of reach
Swept away by the games of the beach
Those people sat and watched your stand
While the wait of their fears pulled them underground
Will anyone learn from the stories that are told
Of the tribe who drown in a grave of gold

Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho

I see your heads down
Someoneís calling
Put you heads down
Someoneís drowning
Look up see whatís fit for your eyes
Some escaping on someone drowning

Your head is underground
Your head is underground
Your head is underground
Your head is under the ground

Johnny Yen

Ladies and gentlemen, hereís my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again

See the gene-genie on his high-wire act
At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again

See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they canít let it out, theyíll pick on you
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again

Watch Knievel hit the 17th bus
You got crushed in the souvenir rush
See Houdini and his underwater tricks
You were sitting at the front hoping his locks would stick
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again

I read that poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they canít let it out, theyíll pick on you
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
On fire again
I read poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again

Ladies and gentlemen, hereís my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy

Come on, somebody, finish the poor young fool off will you
Weíve seen enough of these tortured artists
Where do they get them all from?
Come on somebody, not another of these funky, self-destructive fools
Youíd put a dog out of its misery if he broke its leg
So come on will you, finish him off please boys
Put him out of his misery
Letís have the next one

Next!

Scarecrow

Which scarecrow has the power of voice
It will stab you in the thigh
And when she wails
It twists your insides
Wise scarecrow
Which scarecrow
Which scarecrow

A pitch for which he has been searching
Holds the key to the dream sheís been dreaming
Sheís coming on, coming on, coming on
She is coming on strong
Sheís coming on, coming on, coming on, coming on
Coming on strong

Droll,
Try to mix her ego with her soul
Never mix the ego with her soul
I always twist my ego with my soul

Which scarecrow
Wise scarecrow
Which scarecrow

And Ďcause you was her inspiration
Got a plan that can shatter a nation
She is coming on, coming on, coming on
She is coming on strong
Sheís coming on, coming on, coming on, coming on
Coming on strong
She is coming on strong
She is coming on strong
She is coming on strong

When your sun strikes me my walls fall down
And I can sit down in you perfect light and sound

Are You Ready

Hey hey hey hey hey hey...
Julie says
That I must wake up
I am losing touch
Cause I think too much
Iím afraid to feel
My life feels unreal
You will not find love if you think youíre not good enough

Are you ready?
To rebel
Change your mind
I know you live in hell
Are you ready?

All of my beliefs
They come back to me
I think life is tough
So my life is tough
She says find a way
To develop love
To receive my love, believe you are good enough

Are you ready?
To rebel
Change your mind
I know you live in hell
Are you ready?

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey...
When we forget
Why weíre here
Out goes love
In comes fear
I need nothing
Iím all alone
I need nothing
Till the mind takes hold
Ho-ho-ho-hold
Ho-ho-ho-hold
Ho-Hold
Oh hold

Are you ready to rebel?
Are you ready to rebel?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?

Really Hard

To be loving when the knives are out
Takes much courage and a mind without doubt
Iím just some robot, wind up the clockwork jerk
Trying to impress is the nature of our work

But itís so hard to remain open
If you bend you wonít get broken

Really hard
Really hard
Really hard
Really hard
Really hard

Rhetoriticians think theyíre running this show
Words as power is all theyíll ever know
Iím just some reflex, when struck, the knee will jerk
Trying to impress, trying to impress, is the nature of my work

And itís so hard to remain open
If itís true, it canít be spoken

Really hard
Really hard
Really hard
Really hard

Wake up from this dreaming state
Alarms scream out, itís not too late
I am dying, dying to begin
I am dying, dying to begin again

Really hard
Really hard
Really hard
Really hard

Burned

If you donít look cool
They wonít look at you
But if you image is strong
Any song will do

Theyíll think that the wrappingís the gift
Is a throw away stone
All we want
Is an empty throne

I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned

But I wonít let it show
I wonít let it show
I wonít let it show
I wonít let it show
I wonít let it show
My beliefís are all shaken
Iím lost in grief at the state Iím in
Seen too much goodness chewed up by money men
If God exists she should make us king

I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned

What must we do to make money
Sell our dreams to some Pharisee
Believe that all everyone wants is power and fame
If you wonít get screwed, donít go on the game

I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
I feel Iíve been burned
Burned
Burned
Burned...
Iíve been burned
Iíve been burned
Iíve been burned...

Stutter

Tongue split
In the night
I woke up in blood
Red sheets
Wrapped tight
Dreamt I was drowning in mud
Now thereís a beast in my mouth
Itís out of control
Beats with will of its own
Broken my teeth withdraw my gums
I think that itís taken control
Spits out your emotion
Left a deep impression
Expression
Expression, makes me feel more expression

Life changed
That night
As rip chord took command
Spit balls
All the abuse
Were more than friends could stand
Now I donít think before I speak
I open my mouth to see
What comes out
A whisper or a shout
Some sanity or a scream
Spits out raw emotion
Looking for a deeper expression
Expression
Expression
Expression
Expression, makes me feel more... expression

That be me says it all
That be me has it all

Expression
Expression