I know how to make you happy
Take away all your bad habits
Take away all your bullshit
And chip away your porcelain
Your veneer is wearing thin
And your blue eyes are shamefully gotten
And your good news is shamefully gotten
Your confessions are shamefully gotten
Shed your skin
Let's get started
Let's get started
Catherine Wheel - Adam and Eve Album Lyrics
Catherine Wheel - Adam and Eve Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Future Boy
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
With you up there on the screen
I'd be your future boy
My big eyed bird in the movies
I'd be your future boy
'Cause if that is what you need
A cinematic boy like me
Who'll come along and set you free
Don't fear superboy is here
And it feels good to me
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
As the wisdom runs
A boy should know his limitations
But I've talked myself through less
Can I be your future pest
'Cause if that is what you need
A sycophantic boy like me
Who'll tell you things
You really don't need
Oh joy I'm your boy
And it feels good to me
Don't fear superboy is here
And it feels good to me
With you up there on the screen
I'd be your future boy
My big eyed bird in the movies
I'd be your future boy
'Cause if that is what you need
A cinematic boy like me
Who'll come along and set you free
Don't fear superboy is here
And it feels good to me
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
As the wisdom runs
A boy should know his limitations
But I've talked myself through less
Can I be your future pest
'Cause if that is what you need
A sycophantic boy like me
Who'll tell you things
You really don't need
Oh joy I'm your boy
And it feels good to me
Don't fear superboy is here
And it feels good to me
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Delicious
I must have been crazy
I think I was being brave
I think I was Bruce Lee
I might have been Michael Caine
So give me something to cover my eyes
Weakness and distress what am I
"A, be , see, D, you're in the belly of me"
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You peel, you strip, you bleed something delicious
Delicious
I must be confused
Oh, its so typical
Some fleshy temptation
And the sweetness only improves
So, give me something to cover my eyes
Weakness and distress, what am I
"tree to fruit, apple to seed, you are the A in adam and eve"
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You peel, you strip, you bleed something delicious
Delicious, something delicious
Give all your hope to me..
"tree to fruit, apple to seed".
Make all your love to me
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You say you think you are something delicious
Something delicious, something delicious
You say you think you hold something delicious
So, save some of your hope for me
"was it as good for you as it was for me?"
I'm in the belly, in the belly, in the belly
I think I was being brave
I think I was Bruce Lee
I might have been Michael Caine
So give me something to cover my eyes
Weakness and distress what am I
"A, be , see, D, you're in the belly of me"
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You peel, you strip, you bleed something delicious
Delicious
I must be confused
Oh, its so typical
Some fleshy temptation
And the sweetness only improves
So, give me something to cover my eyes
Weakness and distress, what am I
"tree to fruit, apple to seed, you are the A in adam and eve"
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You peel, you strip, you bleed something delicious
Delicious, something delicious
Give all your hope to me..
"tree to fruit, apple to seed".
Make all your love to me
You eat, you sleep, you breathe something delicious
You spill, you grip, you squeeze something delicious
You say you think you are something delicious
Something delicious, something delicious
You say you think you hold something delicious
So, save some of your hope for me
"was it as good for you as it was for me?"
I'm in the belly, in the belly, in the belly
Writer: STEVE SCHMOLL, MEGHAN HAAS, SUZANNE LYNCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Broken Nose
Hey you, you with the broken nose
You've been a fighter for too long
Hey you, stuck in the same old clothes
You've been in pumas for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the serpent smile
You've been a creature for too long
Hey you, stuck in that same old style
You've been in fashion for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the seasoned lips
They've been in service for too long
Hey you, you with the same old line and bullshit
You've been in business for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the broken chain
No one gives a crap for you
Hey you, you with your public displays of pain
You've been painful for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you
You've been a fighter for too long
Hey you, stuck in the same old clothes
You've been in pumas for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the serpent smile
You've been a creature for too long
Hey you, stuck in that same old style
You've been in fashion for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the seasoned lips
They've been in service for too long
Hey you, you with the same old line and bullshit
You've been in business for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey you, you with the broken chain
No one gives a crap for you
Hey you, you with your public displays of pain
You've been painful for too long
And all our friends have gone
And all our friends have gone
Gone somewhere, they don't know
Gone somewhere, they don't know where to
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Phantom of the American Mother
Watch this picture blow
It makes you wonder
Bless this broken low
It takes time to explain to you
That underneath your skin is mother dear
And if you paint your face again you'll disappear
How you gonna feel
If superman and sonic youth are fairy tales?
Its time to face the truth
You'll throw your life away
As a woman dressed as baby jane
Like a phantom of the American mother
And it's here again
And it's here like a phantom of the American mother
All that you're concealing are the things that are good in you
And you do
And you're still abandoning the news
Now there's a sinking look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
And every time you moved I realized
Everything in you was hypnotized
How you gonna feel
If superman and sonic youth are fairy tales?
Its time to face the truth
You walked the hall of fame
A woman dressed as baby jane
Like a phantom of the American mother
It's here again
And it's here again like a phantom of the American mother
So here it is, you needed proof
There's no rock n' roll parade for you
Its time to face the truth
Like a phantom of the American mother
It's here again
Like a phantom of the American mother
It makes you wonder
Bless this broken low
It takes time to explain to you
That underneath your skin is mother dear
And if you paint your face again you'll disappear
How you gonna feel
If superman and sonic youth are fairy tales?
Its time to face the truth
You'll throw your life away
As a woman dressed as baby jane
Like a phantom of the American mother
And it's here again
And it's here like a phantom of the American mother
All that you're concealing are the things that are good in you
And you do
And you're still abandoning the news
Now there's a sinking look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
And every time you moved I realized
Everything in you was hypnotized
How you gonna feel
If superman and sonic youth are fairy tales?
Its time to face the truth
You walked the hall of fame
A woman dressed as baby jane
Like a phantom of the American mother
It's here again
And it's here again like a phantom of the American mother
So here it is, you needed proof
There's no rock n' roll parade for you
Its time to face the truth
Like a phantom of the American mother
It's here again
Like a phantom of the American mother
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Ma Solituda
Sleep, don't weep
Throw your arms together
Slide, don't lie
We always stick together
Start the day
In a cold December way
Feel what's new
It's December through and through
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
Sleep, don't weep
Throw your arms together
Slide, don't lie
We always stick together
Start the day in a cold December way
End this day in a stream of celebration
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
I fell down
December never ends, December
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
I fell down
Throw your arms together
Slide, don't lie
We always stick together
Start the day
In a cold December way
Feel what's new
It's December through and through
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
Sleep, don't weep
Throw your arms together
Slide, don't lie
We always stick together
Start the day in a cold December way
End this day in a stream of celebration
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
I fell down
December never ends, December
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
Ma solituda sinks confusion
I fell down
I fell down
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Satellite
Feeling only left him bleeding
For a whole number of reasons
He never discovered
But soon he would be riding his wave
Coast to coast
All his life was rosy and pink
Fluffy in the middle a constant grin
Anyone would think so
But see that body shaking
See that body racing
Feel that body baking from inside
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
The spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young, young
Coast to coast
The scene was for gene
All his life was mostly blue
And far more dangerous than he ever knew
But I didn't see the need to say so
See that body shaking
See that body racing
Same old painful aching bones inside
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
The spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young
When you and I were young
He says he won't bore us anymore
It's the final straw a reason to rejoice
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight, tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
In spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young, young
For a whole number of reasons
He never discovered
But soon he would be riding his wave
Coast to coast
All his life was rosy and pink
Fluffy in the middle a constant grin
Anyone would think so
But see that body shaking
See that body racing
Feel that body baking from inside
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
The spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young, young
Coast to coast
The scene was for gene
All his life was mostly blue
And far more dangerous than he ever knew
But I didn't see the need to say so
See that body shaking
See that body racing
Same old painful aching bones inside
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
The spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young
When you and I were young
He says he won't bore us anymore
It's the final straw a reason to rejoice
The boy's a satellite
He won't be home tonight, tonight
And we crown ourselves again
There's been no change since you and I were young
When we burned ourselves again
In spaceship days when you and I were young
When you and I were young, young
Writer: IAN JOSEPH HARSHMAN, SHANTI ELLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Thunderbird
There's far too many ghosts
It makes us rely on three notes
That could make you weep, sad notes
That blister in your heart
I hope
And don't I know
Don't I realize what's changing in our brains
And how it soothes
Because its better than the truth
The truth is frayed at the edge and bruised
No use anymore
We could be crawling this time
We should be smiling this time
I see no spooks in you
Thunderbird, can you see yourself, big bird
Thunderbird, just speak it more discreetly
You're making it sound absurd
Now our dreams
They flower in our hearts it seems
And don't I know
Don't I realize what's changing in our brains
And how it soothes
Because it's better than the truth
The truth is frayed at the edge and bruised
We could be crawling this time
We should be smiling this time
I see no spooks in you, you, you
Thunderbird, can you see yourself, big bird
Thunderbird, just speak it more discreetly
You're making it sound absurd
You're making it sound absurd
You're making it sound absurd
It makes us rely on three notes
That could make you weep, sad notes
That blister in your heart
I hope
And don't I know
Don't I realize what's changing in our brains
And how it soothes
Because its better than the truth
The truth is frayed at the edge and bruised
No use anymore
We could be crawling this time
We should be smiling this time
I see no spooks in you
Thunderbird, can you see yourself, big bird
Thunderbird, just speak it more discreetly
You're making it sound absurd
Now our dreams
They flower in our hearts it seems
And don't I know
Don't I realize what's changing in our brains
And how it soothes
Because it's better than the truth
The truth is frayed at the edge and bruised
We could be crawling this time
We should be smiling this time
I see no spooks in you, you, you
Thunderbird, can you see yourself, big bird
Thunderbird, just speak it more discreetly
You're making it sound absurd
You're making it sound absurd
You're making it sound absurd
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Here Comes The Fat Controller
Don't you think that it's about now
That you cooled your operations
And be generous somehow
Don't you think the sarcasm's a little hard to stomach
The cynicism's boring
And how do you feel
How do you feel
How do you feel
Here comes the fat controller with his boots off getting colder
I've got no confidence of where he's been
We can make him sing, sing, sing
Don't you wish the hounds would all agree
The animals are restless
And there's still no guarantee
Feeding time is over now the zoo will soon be closing
And the temperature is freezing
How do you feel
How do you feel
Here comes the fat controller with his boots off getting colder
I've got no confidence of where he's been
We can make him sing, sing, sing
Step outside your crazy tree
It's shaking canopy because you're alive
Drag your bad news home
Slip inside your soul
You know, you know you're alive
Sooner than later all will be revealed
You'll be feeling okay
And how do you feel
Oh, you know
How do you feel
How do you feel
How do you feel
That you cooled your operations
And be generous somehow
Don't you think the sarcasm's a little hard to stomach
The cynicism's boring
And how do you feel
How do you feel
How do you feel
Here comes the fat controller with his boots off getting colder
I've got no confidence of where he's been
We can make him sing, sing, sing
Don't you wish the hounds would all agree
The animals are restless
And there's still no guarantee
Feeding time is over now the zoo will soon be closing
And the temperature is freezing
How do you feel
How do you feel
Here comes the fat controller with his boots off getting colder
I've got no confidence of where he's been
We can make him sing, sing, sing
Step outside your crazy tree
It's shaking canopy because you're alive
Drag your bad news home
Slip inside your soul
You know, you know you're alive
Sooner than later all will be revealed
You'll be feeling okay
And how do you feel
Oh, you know
How do you feel
How do you feel
How do you feel
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Goodbye
Someone said it's easy
And as I sit here with my cup
Staring at it as if I'm some crazy poet
When I'm not (I'm just a rock n' roll joe)
(With tales of woe) and tears and fears
It's only love that stops you from walking out the door
Tears fly somewhere close to remorse
And sometimes its easy
To all my friends I love
I still don't find it easy
To all my friends I love
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I've arrived
Sally likes it sideways
Sally, oh, sally don't ever change
And please don't think me scary
Because I'm not, I'm just a rock n' roll joe
With tales of woe and tears and fears
Its only love that stops you from walking out the door
And tears fly somewhere
Close to remorse
But sometimes it's easy
To all my friends I love
Now I find this easy
To all my friends I love, I love, I love
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I finally arrived
And somewhere close to here
Goodbye, goodbye
And as I sit here with my cup
Staring at it as if I'm some crazy poet
When I'm not (I'm just a rock n' roll joe)
(With tales of woe) and tears and fears
It's only love that stops you from walking out the door
Tears fly somewhere close to remorse
And sometimes its easy
To all my friends I love
I still don't find it easy
To all my friends I love
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I've arrived
Sally likes it sideways
Sally, oh, sally don't ever change
And please don't think me scary
Because I'm not, I'm just a rock n' roll joe
With tales of woe and tears and fears
Its only love that stops you from walking out the door
And tears fly somewhere
Close to remorse
But sometimes it's easy
To all my friends I love
Now I find this easy
To all my friends I love, I love, I love
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I finally arrived
And somewhere close to here
Goodbye, goodbye
Writer: ED SHEERAN, JAKE GOSLING, JOSEPH ELLIS, BRADY THORNTON JR. ELLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
For Dreaming
Here come the good times,
I have some good times you know
Bring on the good times,
I have some good times you know
All we knew was happiness,
All we knew and all we witnessed
It's only there for dreaming,
It's only there for dreaming
I won't sentimentalize the bonus loss
Of appetite and skinniness that followed
The new taste of open lips,
The last hope in trembling hips and we swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the ceiling
With the feeling that we swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the screaming heights,
I'm pleading, can I follow you home?
Bring on the good times,
Bring on the good times once more
'Cause we love the good times,
Other side of your green door
It's only there for dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
I knew you'd find your way home
But you know I loved you
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the ceiling
With the feeling that we swallowed, swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the screaming heights,
I'm pleading, can I follow you home?
I have some good times you know
Bring on the good times,
I have some good times you know
All we knew was happiness,
All we knew and all we witnessed
It's only there for dreaming,
It's only there for dreaming
I won't sentimentalize the bonus loss
Of appetite and skinniness that followed
The new taste of open lips,
The last hope in trembling hips and we swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the ceiling
With the feeling that we swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the screaming heights,
I'm pleading, can I follow you home?
Bring on the good times,
Bring on the good times once more
'Cause we love the good times,
Other side of your green door
It's only there for dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
I knew you'd find your way home
But you know I loved you
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the ceiling
With the feeling that we swallowed, swallowed
For dreaming, for dreaming
I still can touch the screaming heights,
I'm pleading, can I follow you home?
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Outro
There's a song about a boy who phones this girl
She left town years before and he's pissed off that he didn't know
'Cause he wanted to say goodbye, tell her how he missed her
Wish her good luck
Put it to rest, all that unfinished business
So I'm gonna phone everyone that I've known through the downs and the ups
And who I suspect have written me off as an insensitive f*ck
And say good luck and goodbye
They'd feel good and I'd feel good
We'd all feel good, that would be so good
She left town years before and he's pissed off that he didn't know
'Cause he wanted to say goodbye, tell her how he missed her
Wish her good luck
Put it to rest, all that unfinished business
So I'm gonna phone everyone that I've known through the downs and the ups
And who I suspect have written me off as an insensitive f*ck
And say good luck and goodbye
They'd feel good and I'd feel good
We'd all feel good, that would be so good
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Adam and Eve is the fourth studio album by English alternative rock band Catherine Wheel. It was released on 29 July 1997 by Mercury Records. This was the band's last album to feature original bassist Dave Hawes.
Bassist Dave Hawes said of the album "Adam And Eve is my personal favourite album. I think we were at our musical peak and Rob and Brian were writing amazing tunes. Add in Bob Ezrin as an executive producer and hey, presto! He produced Lou Reed's Berlin album (a top 5 album of mine), and I think he added some of that magic dust to A and E."
The album cover, designed by Hipgnosis artist Storm Thorgerson, features naked people in rows of boxes. The A.V. Club named the cover one of the hardest to look at, while Gigwise named it one of the 50 sexiest album covers.
The album peaked at No. 11 on the Billboard Top Heatseekers and No. 178 on the Billboard 200.
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Catherine WheelBassist Dave Hawes said of the album "Adam And Eve is my personal favourite album. I think we were at our musical peak and Rob and Brian were writing amazing tunes. Add in Bob Ezrin as an executive producer and hey, presto! He produced Lou Reed's Berlin album (a top 5 album of mine), and I think he added some of that magic dust to A and E."
The album cover, designed by Hipgnosis artist Storm Thorgerson, features naked people in rows of boxes. The A.V. Club named the cover one of the hardest to look at, while Gigwise named it one of the 50 sexiest album covers.
The album peaked at No. 11 on the Billboard Top Heatseekers and No. 178 on the Billboard 200.
Genre(s): Alternative rock, Shoegaze
Producer(s): Bob Ezrin, Garth Richardson, Rob Dickinson
Length: 62:44
Released: July 29th, 1997
Year: 1997