CRACK-

Hardly trying: Crack-Dream dieing
Hardly trying: Night-mare crumbling down
Lost in Love: She's dead
Lost in Work: He's dead
Lost inside a Crack-Dream
Lost inside

She swirls - She sings - She's dead
She drops - She says - She's dead
dead without you

She gives Love: she wants it back
She gives Life: she wants it back
She gives like she wants it back
She gives you - and she wants you right back
She wants you: come back
She wants you like Crack

No more Crack to hold you up, and
No more Crack to build you up, and
No more Crack to love-you
No more Crack to love

No more Crack: there's no more Crack inside
No more Crack inside you
No more Crack inside me
No more Crack to love
No more Crack to love

- (c) 1986
- Andrew Szava-Kovats\par

DISTANT EGO CHANNEL

Channel the music into you - channel the mind
Channel the music into you - channel the mind

Egos flirting - Egos dancing - Egos at the door
Egos form a line - Egos feeling fine - Egos say good-bye
Good-bye ... Good-bye ...

How many times must they go away?
How many times must i write these words?

How many times must i count the times
i sing aloud and i sing alone?

Run, little ego, run - before the channel changes you
- and you run from you... run from you... run from you...
run!

The distant disappearing - the -nearer not appearing
The distance disappearing - the nearer not revealing
The distant disappearing - the nearer not concealing
The distance disappearing - the nearer not reappearing
not reappearing
not reappearing

- (c) 1984
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

MAKE ME ...

Make me sing, when there are no words
Make me see, when there is no light
Say hello - then you say good-bye
Say hello - then you make me cry
Say good-bye to the life you lead
Say good-bye to the life you know
Say good-bye, but you cannot leave
Sav good-bye, but you cannot go
Say good-bye, it's time to leave
Say good-bye, it's time ...

Wish for something different from
the way they stack the cards
Wish for something different from
- the scraps we call our lives
Wish for something different
Cry for something different

Make me sing, when there are no words
Make me see - when there is no light
Make me sing - and make me see - and
Make me - Make me - Make me -

- (c) 1987
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

I've lived in the streets - and I've lived on the road
I've lived where it always seemed to be cold
I've lived in the Springtime
I've lived in the Pit - Fall
I've lived in a place where Avon don't call

I've lived in a mess - and
I've lived where -it's neat - and
I've lived With the people you don't want to meet

I've lived with the good times
I've lived with the bad times
I've lived with the times - when
There seemed to be no time at all

I've lived with the pain - and
I've lived with the strife - and
I've lived with the threats at the point of a knife

I've lived in a cesspool
I've lived in a grade-school
I've lived in the back yard - under the pool

- (c) 1988
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

This is for the rulers - thal- feed you with lies
This is for the buildings - that teat down your skies
This is for the fear - that look in vour eyes
This is for the feeling - you cannot disguise

There's a twist in your spine
There's a oai-n that's not mine
There's a headache coming on
- and it's making you die
There's a bill to be paid
There's a wife to be laid
There's a thing that you said
- and it's making her cry

That's the way they want it
That's the way they do it
That's the wav they give it
- so get down and beg
That's the way they show it
That's the way they know it
That's the way it works
so give 'em some head

She stands at the door - She kneels on the floor
She wants something more - but you float to the shore
She hopes that it's love - She fits like a glove
She sits up above - but- you're sinking Molotov

- (c) 1988
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

I thought She was a girl
when she showed me her pearls
almost ... almost ...
i thought she was a girl
when we went for a whirl
almost ... almost ...
I thought she was-a girl
when she made me curl
almost... almost ...

I thought she was a man
when she told me i can
almost... almost ..
I thought he was a man
when he got in the van
almost ... almost ...
I thought she was a man
when she took it in hand
almost ... almost ...

She was almost a girl
she was almost a man
almost ... almost ...
Same old dance
to the song that i sing
almost... almost...
Same old love
in the back of my car
almost ... almost ..
Same old sexes
I think know
almost ... almost ...

- (c) 1988
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

Run from all the men that chase you down... down
Hide-n-find that nothing saves you now
Run from all the time that keeps you down
Hide-n-find that nothing keeps it now... now
You want me ... (No, No, No) You want me... (No,No,No)

Why this mindless escape from my love?
Why this stop - and why this turning 'round?
Why this mindless escape from my love?
Why this stop - and why, this turning on?
Tension-n-fear you want them ...
Tension-n-fear you want them all...

Once more standing - once more falling down
One more fighting - one more finding out ... out
Wake me up and tell me I'm not here
Wake me up and tell me I'm alive

Don't wake up - there's only 1ife here
Don't wake up - there's only time here

Why with others - why all alone?
Why no feelings - why these fallings out ... out
Victims, Hunters - hiding, finding out ... out
Is this what you call a way to live?

This i.s what you wanted from me
This is what you wanted from them all

- (c) 1985
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

Words are coming up ... coming up backwards
Life is coming up ... coming up from nowhere
Lives are going... going back to nowhere again
All these thoughts keep coming up backwards

One step forward - and two steps backwards
One step forward - and two steps back again

Stripping down meaning from the words you say so well
Strinpi-ng down words from the meaning you I want so much
Never find out what makes it all work so well
- like hell
Never find out what makes it all fall apart

One step forward - and two steps backwards
One step forward - and two steps back
One step forward - and two steps back again...

- (c) 1986
- Andrew Szava-Kovats

Every crumb that hides from you
- he hides from me
Every crumb that works for you
- he works for me
Every crumb that loves like you
- he loves like me
Every crumb that hates like you
- he hates like me

Everyone looks for their dreams
- like you and me
Every one looks for that love
- like you and me
Every thing that looks alive
- is dead like you
Every thing that looks so dead's
- alive like me

Every time they knock you down
- you stand up again
Everv time you stand alone
- they knock you down
Every thing you worked to get
- they take away
Every thing you took from them
- they throw back in your face

- (c) 1986
- Andrew Szava-Kova.ts

This is where they take you
- when you don't know where you are
This is where they leave you
- when you don't know where you've been
This is where they put you
- when they've put you out to show

How do we get out of
- what we know we have to do?
How do they get done
- all the things they have to do?
How do we get to stop
- on a planet spinning 'round?
How do these things work
- on a planet breaking down?
- a planet breaking down

Why do they tell me things
- I didn't want to know?
Why do they tell you things
- you thought you could forget?
Why do they tell me things
I didn't want to know?
Why do they tell you things
- you thought you could forget?
Why do they tell me things
- I didn't want to know
- I didn't want to know

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