LYRICS TO FÀSHIÖN'S NEW ALBUM STAIRWAY TO NOWHERE (released February 2009)
SHINING SON
And as you listen to these boring pompous gits
You are young and strong and know you are the shit
You are the breath of air the music sorely needs
The boy to bring down all this boring corporate greed
Because
You are the one
You are the shining son
You are the loaded gun
And you have only just begun
Mistakes are things that only happen in the past
No one can shoot you down because you move too fast
You know the end can only come from your own hand
When you have had enough of no one understanding
Because
You are the one
You are the shining son
You are the loaded gun
And you have only just begun
Out beneath the steel skies of stinking Brum
You turn your back on friends and family and run
You face the future like an addict faces pain
Set your sights on final destination fame
Because
You are the one
You are the shining son
You are the loaded gun
And you have only just
Yeah you have only just
Yeah you have only just
Begun
TRUTH IS BEAUTY
Time is money
Money is time
Truth is beauty
Beauty is mine
Words are empty
Deeds undone
You might have to go
But I’ve got to come
And baby says “don’t worry,
No don’t frown”
Yeah baby says “don’t worry
It’s just lights going down
Lights going down
I used to dream of living in the sun
Now I miss the rain
I used to hate where I come from
But there is not to blame
Complications
Lick my lips
Acceleration
Breaking my grip
Time is dying
Dying is time
Truth is beauty
Beauty is mine
STRENGTH
Yeah I’ve got the strength
The strength to get out
To twist the strength out
Yeah I’ve got the strength
The strength to be strong
To never go wrong
Don’t you take a pleasing reason
Something to believe in
And use it instead of a human in your bed
The difference pours in and the difference pours out
Just what is this thing
Called the twist and the shout
Sh, sh, sh, shout
Shout, shout
TURNING LEFT AT GREENLAND
Be careful turning left at Greenland
And biting off more than you had planned
It’s a gigantic heavily-armed
Drive-thru barbecue
And all your dreams of fortune and fame
And somehow coming out ahead of the game
Can lead you to a rubber room
And a jacket that fastens up the back
I’m turning left, I’m turning left, I’m turning left
I’m turning left, I’m turning left, I’m turning left
At Greenland
For here in the land of excess
One of the definitions of success
Is how much food you can cram into your mouth
In a single day
And the only crime you have to worry about
And they will leave you in no doubt
Is being poor or old
Or a color other than white
I’m turning left, I’m turning left, I’m turning left
I’m turning left, I’m turning left, I’m turning left
At Greenland
SLOW RADIATION
Slow radiation
Turning your head
Every silver cloud has a
Lining of lead
Slow radiation
Eating your heart
Only come together when your
Falling apart
Slow radiation
Slow radiation
Slow radiation
Slow radiation
The medicine is false
Hands in your pockets boys
Your fingers on the pulse
Slow radiation
Your face becomes a trap
How do you pull your coat on with that
Knife stuck in my back?
Slow radiation
Slow radiation
Slow radiation
CALLING
Locked away from the light of day
And the world has disappeared
And nobody has got anything to say
About ever getting out of here
Chained down on the floor
Left lying in our filth
No food, no water, no light, no heat
No proof of any guilt
You can shop for your peace of mind
Living in the day to day
Oh you can all sleep safe in your beds
Now you’ve locked them all away
Can’t you hear me?
Do you see me?
Can’t you feel me?
Can’t you hear me?
Calling
Calling
Falling
Calling
Wrapped up in a foreign flag
Freedom lost without a trace
Do you really think the world is any safer
Just because you built this place
You can call this a war on terror
‘Cos you fight the fear every day
But I don’t think you’ll ever feel safe
Until everybody’s locked away
Can’t you hear me?
Do you see me?
Can’t you feel me?
Can’t you hear me?
Calling
Calling
Falling
Calling
CUTE STUPID
Cute Stupid lying in the sun
Playing with a loaded glamour gun
Shoots himself just to feel how it feels
Guesses that the pain might be real
Cute Stupid in illusion's grip
Kiss like rubber suction lips
Cute Stupid spend your money fast
You don't know love and your looks won't last
When there is no one else
At least you know there's always you
When you have no one close
Then you
You can always look at yourself
You can always talk to yourself
You can always love yourself
Cute Stupid is as Cute Stupid seems
A heart full of hard and hollow dreams
Cute Stupid appetites ablaze
Slicked back, hopped up, a little crazy
Cute Stupid not of woman born
Sprang to mind fully formed
Cute Stupid he's your darkest fear,
Your own dumb voice whispering in your ear
DANCE DANCE DANCE
She was too young
She was too sweet
You could say
You could say that
We were doomed
Not to meet
So we just
So we just
Dance dance dance
I was too young
I was so sweet
You could say
You could say that
We were doomed
Not to meet
So we just
So we just
Dance dance dance
Nobody knows your face
And don’t you know that
Nobody
Knows your name
EUROPEAN CURE
Now she’s cured of Europeans
She’s not so sure they’re human beings
Thinks they belong in a museum
Baby took that European cure
Now she’s cured of Europeans
She doesn’t even want to see ‘em
They’re just a bunch of refugeums
Baby took that European cure
Now she’s had her fill of Eurotrash
She took that European cure
And no don’t think that you can do her
No matter how Euro you are
Baby took that European cure
Now she’s had her fill of Europeans
Now she’s cured of Europeans
And mausoleum coliseums
All those cathedrals and Te Deums
Baby took that European cure
She took that European cure
And got her heart up out the sewer
And now she says she feels so pure
Baby took that European cure
BAD DAY IN HEAVEN
In this garden of earthly delight
I find that I don't sleep well most nights
In this vehicle, my second skin
I have to lock the door to keep myself in
Yeah but here I am, yeah I am here
When I close my eyes it's not the darkness that I fear
When I shut my eyes, when my eyes are closed
Sometimes I'm so full of light gets so hard to know
Gets so hard to know, gets so hard to tell
If it's a bad day in heaven or a good day in hell...
And the way that you live won't forget or forgive
The things you do today
And you will always remain the only one held up to blame
No matter what you say
And the devil who's an angel in your mirror in the morning Doesn't know his name
Use every trick in the book
To try and change the way you look
You still look the same
You still feel the same
You still be the same
Here in this land where nightmare reigns
We feed off each other and shift the blame
Here in Walt’s kingdom the dream has died
We just sit back and yeah enjoy the ride
STAIRWAY TO NOWHERE
First foot on the first step baby
Second foot on the second step baby
Take a step up on the third step baby
You’re on a stairway to nowhere baby
Keep your eyes on the top step baby
No time to breathe and don’t stop baby
No time for love and no regrets baby
You’re on a stairway to nowhere baby
You’re right here on a stairway to nowhere
Always knew that you would make it baby
Never known you to fake it baby
Take a deep breath and hold it baby
You’re on a stairway to nowhere baby
This is your time so just grab it baby
Nothing to say, you can blag it baby
Need it to go, you can bag it baby
Here on this stairway to nowhere baby
PRODUCT PERFECT
I am pretty, I am tricky
I will fit into your pocket
I am sticky, I have pity
I will slide into your wallet
I am here now, it is clear now
Your attention’s all I crave
You will want more, I am quite sure
That I know how you’ll behave
You will buy it, you will like it
It will make your life complete
It’s divine, I’m not lying
It will sweep you off your feet
Only his product can satisfy your craving
Product perfect for your perfect occasion
DIE IN THE WEST
Don’t tell me that you are not impressed
With the miracle we’ve got right here in the West
All you do is scream about the mess we make
Whenever we are happy you have to assume it’s fake
Yeah we always dream of a bigger slice
And we don’t need any of your backwards advice
Whoever eats the dog eats what the dog has eat
Maybe it’s rabies but maybe baby that’s all you can get
Die in the west and you’re halfway
Die in the west and you’re halfway
Die in the west and you’re halfway
To heaven
RED GREEN & GOLD
Why must I rock against a profit
And so bite the hand that feeds me
I only do this because I hungry
For someone to reach out and touch me
Why must I rock against me brother
And so lock meself in me lonely self
I only do his because I have to
Get me through this living hell
Rock we against the fat man
And so get us out of this mess
Have to do it pretty quick though
And so and so destroy his fortress
Rock we against the hatemonger
It’s easy, easy just to vanish him
With this great power of our loving
He knows, he knows that we will banish him
Red, green and gold
Let this be the color for all
No more black and white game
Together let us overcome all
BURNING DOWN
Can I borrow your lighter
‘Cos my forehead’s getting tighter
And I gotta go burn something down
Right down
How I do it is no mystery,
It’s easy, easy
Spontaneous combustion
Oh you please me, please me
Now I feel the heat begin to rise
And I know that there’s nothing
There’s nothing, there’s nothing
There’s nothing that feels quite the same
It’s no game
Spontaneous combustion
Oh you please me, please me
A burning building is like ecstasy
It please me, please me
Now I feel the heat begin to rise
And I know that there’s nothing
There’s nothing, there’s nothing
There’s nothing that feels quite the same
It’s no game
Cry fire and destruction
It’s easy, easy
Spontaneous combustion
Oh you please me, please me
Now I feel the heat begin to rise
And I know that there’s nothing
There’s nothing, there’s nothing
There’s nothing that feels quite the same
It’s no game
A burning building is like ecstasy
It please me, please me
BIG JOHN
Big John’s living in the Big Apple
Raising cows
Keith’s at the clinic
He’s gotta keep clean, oh so clean
Sidney couldn’t cope
He always had too much rope
Now we all know
We all know now
Self-destruction’s not very easy
Self-destruction’s not very easy
HANOI ANNOYS ME
Hanoi annoys me
I’m not keen on Rome
New York burns me
I’d rather be at home
What about Palestine,
And what about Israel
Hanoi annoys me
What about the Catholics,
The Commies and the Jews
What about the fascists
The Muslins and Hindus
What about the Irish,
The Poles and the blacks
What about the Russians
The Aussies and the Japs
Listen to this
Tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Tell it to the navy ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Tell it to the fly boys ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Tell it to the junta ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Tell it to the generals ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know
Oh no
Tell it to the people ‘cos I just don’t want to know
And tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know
No, no.
THE INNOCENT
We are innocent, it is not our fault
If we don’t stop moving we won’t ever come to a halt
We are innocent, we are not to blame
If things don’t change they’ll stay the same
We are innocent puppets of the state
If we don’t change it soon it’s going to be too late
Too late to be innocent, often we will find
The things we do with our dirty bodies
Are the things we do with our dirty minds
A different sameness
Is your only defence
Why do you look for
Why do you look for
Why do you look for
A similar difference
Be yourself.
CITINITE
He’s a small man
Inside a tall one
Girl of the street
Bought at twilight
Flat on the windscreen
Faces reflecting
Flat on the windscreen
Faces reflecting
Tongue through her lip gloss
Turns me inside out
Leaves me in no doubt
Turns me inside out
She’s got concrete looks
Windows are closed eyes
See her shimmer
In her dress of a thousand lights
Bought in shop windows
If the price is right
Bought in shop windows
If the price is right
Smile so enticing
Turns me inside out
Leaves me in no doubt
Turns me inside out
Laser lover, video friend
Monotone romance
Hologram
Data readout, digital display
Data readout, digital display
She’s a sheet of glass
But she’s real to me
Oh so real to me
Turns me inside out
Citinite – hologram
Citinite – rear light
Citinite – calculate
Citinite – terminate
DON’T TOUCH ME
Don’t brush me with your limosine
Don’t touch me with your leg
For God’s sake, how much can I take
Before I have to beg
Please don’t touch me, touch me
With your lie
Don’t breathe your dinner in my face
I don’t have to stand for that
If you take a chance on clean romance
You’re gonna find my battery’s flat
And you can’t touch me, touch me
With your lie
Don’t bury me ‘neath neon flowers
Don’t want your lobotomy
If I hang real loose and tell the truth
You really haven’t gotten at me
And you can’t touch me, touch me
With your lie
BIKE BOYS
Bike boys, bike boys they know no fear
Highway gangsters in leather top gear
Two up ton up, Two up ton up
Bike boys, bike boys they don’t give a sod
Police left standing, a road riot squad
Bike boys, bike boys the road is their home
White line space boys with hearts of chrome
Bike boys, bike boys want jukebox bliss
Vinyl suicide and it goes like this
He slide the coin in, it go in real smooth
He start to feel better now, now push button white boy
If you wanna make it move
It go 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
They all say, they all say
She didn’t look like much
But she was someone, someone I could always punch
They all say, they all say
She didn’t look good bruised
But only I and I would buy her food and give her shoes
They all say, they all say
She ought to leave me flat
I lock her in the bathroom
I soon put a stop to all that
Bike boys, bike bike boys
TECHNOFASCIST
Technofascist you must show us the way
An electric stick that knows no sway
Sleep tight, the technocrat loves us
Sleep tight, no bureaucrat shoves us
Sleep tight, tomorrow dogma will be chanted
Sleep tight, all our desires are implanted
Your mother was the past, now she’s obsolete
She landed on her head, you landed on your feet
You’ve got us all covered, there’s no room for error
Your final programme is the ultimate terror