The Cult - Ceremony Lyrics
Ceremony
It's a ceremony
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's a ceremony
Oil and blood ceremony
Hold an eagle feather to my heart, yeah
On my heart
A time for magic driftin' in
Pushin' molten fire music in
Yeah, fire music in, oh
We are gathered here now in a sacred place
Yeah, yeah
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, now children
Ceremony
Rock n' roll music got you good, good baby
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, now children
Ceremony
Rock n' roll music got you good, oh
Ancient rhythm hit machine
Ritual music flowing strong and free
Flowing strong and free
A celebration that we need
To cleanse a world that is bleeding deep
Ooh, don't let her bleed, no
Oh, we are gathered here in a sacred place, yeah yeah
Ceremony
Rock n' roll music got you good, now children
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, baby
Ceremony
Rock n' roll music got you good, good, good, girl
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, ow
Baby, baby, baby
It's a ritual time
And we need to gather together
To embrace what we have forgotten
So we can live, yeah
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, good, girl
Ceremony
Rock n' roll music got you good, baby
Ceremony, ceremony
Got you good, yeah
Ceremony
Funky style music got you good, yeah
Ceremony
Ceremony got you good now, yeah
Ceremony got you good now, yeah
Ceremony got you good, good, good, good, good, yeah, yeah
Ceremony got you good now, yeah, yeah
Ceremony got you good now, yeah, yeah
Ceremony got you good now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Wild Hearted Son
Wild hearted son
Baby, the world didn't want me to run
To try and break me down to my knees, yeah
Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah
Well now
You know, I shoot from the hip now
My fist raised in the air
I'm a whirlwind dreamer, baby
With my head high in the clouds, yeah
Ow, don't take me too lightly
I got the blues power, baby
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free
Don't you try to lay no trip on me, yeah
I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone
Wild hearted son, yeah
I'm a wild hearted son
Hey mama, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son
Ow, I was born to the city
But I longed to roam free
Got a screaming horse in my belly
Scar on my heart
I live outside of convention
You know the people who stare
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and I'm stealin' free
Don't try to lay no trip on me, whoa
Cause I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run, yeah
Wild hearted son
Baby, baby, yeah-yeah
Wild hearted son, yeah
The world didn't want me to run
Try to break me down, down...
I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son, son, baby, yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Earth Mofo
Well alright
Earth mother for you
I see the world all drippin' red, ow, that's right
Earth mother for you
I see the world all drippin' red, whoa
State of confusion exists only in your head, whoa-whoa, yeah
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you, whoo
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you
Yeah, baby, baby
Now it's time for justice
In the scene of discontent, ow baby
A time for justice, that's justice
In the scene of discontent, yeah
State of confusion exists only in your head
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you, yeah
Earth mother for you, ow
Earth mother for you now
Earth mother for you now
Earth mother for
Earth mother for
Earth mother for you, whoo
Now listen
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you?
What do you want now?
Think about it
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you?
What do you want now?
Earth mother for you...
Funky earth mofo, mofo
Funky, funky mofo
Earth mother for you...
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
Pure crystal snow
White
Oh, virgin
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining bright
Snow is crystal, the fire is cold
I sit back, watch the sun turn gold
In the morning, love is healing
Warms the frost deep in my bones
And then your mother said
White
White
It's shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Shining brightly
The hunter sits on a pure white stallion
A hawk in flight, the bow in his hand
A deer approaches at the end of the forest
The arrow flies, blood on the snow
Said brother, said
White
Yeah, white
Shining
Shining brightly
White
White
Shining
Shining bright
Blood on the snow
Said brother, say
White
Shining
Shining bright
White
White
Shining
Snow is crystal
Love is pure
I look out and see a hawk in flight
The forest awaits me, the keel awaits me
I reel back, watch the sun turn to gold
Earth in the mother
Said white
Sure crystal clear, yeah, virgin white
Wilderness, lost to us
Wilderness, we reach out
Wilderness, we must embrace you once more
Yeah...
White
Shining brightly
Snow is pure now
When the barbarians approach on the frontiers of a civilization,
it is a sign of a crisis in that civilization.
When the barbarians come, not with weapons of war, but
with songs and icons of peace.
It is a sign of the crisis in one of a spiritual nature.
That a spiritual nature.
We have forgotten our spiritual nature.
Cause we are wrapped up in too much shit all day, all night.
White
Shining bright
White, yeah
Kiss the earth, I said mother, said white
Earth motherf*cker, said white, ow
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah...
White
White, yeah
Yeah, white
Ooh, shining
Shining bright
Shining
Shining brightly
Earth mother
Pure cool crystal virgin
Said white
Mmm-hmm
White
Oh, white
Yeah, white
White
White
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Said white
Natural earth mother
White
The snow virgin crystal
White
City draggin' me down
That's grey
Life is grey
Gotta get the rhythm
Don't tell me what I'm feelin', ow
White
Uh, white
Uh, white
Ooh yeah, white
Funky white, ow
Ooh, white, yeah
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
If
If
If that's the way that it is, ooh
If
If that's the way that it is
If we put our hearts together
And overcome our hesitation
Maybe we could join our love as one
And storm the gates of heaven, yeah
If the winds of change
Would blow in the favour of man
Resolve our situation
Undo the work of idle temptation
Oh yeah
well, the test of time, the test of time
Oh yeah
You know, freedom will fly, yeah
If
If that's the way that it is
We gotta fight to live
If
If that's the way that it is, yeah
We gotta fight to live, yeah
If the tribes of Eden
Could find some common ground
Share in life and wisdom
And free our minds from prison, baby
If there came a prophet
Will he show us to the promised land?
Gotta start talkin'
Gotta start talkin'
Talkin', yeah
Ooh yeah
Whoa yeah-yeah
Oh, the test of time
Oh, freedom will fly
If
If that's the way that it is, yeah-yeah
We gotta fight to live, yeah
If
If that's the way that it is, well
We gotta fight to live, ooh yeah
Runnin' out of time, yeah
Coming like a holy war
We gotta fight to live
Gotta struggle now
Fight to live
If, yeah
If that's the way that it is, yeah
We gotta fight to live, ow
If
If that's the way that it is
If that's the way that it is
We gotta fight to live
Fight to live, yeah, ow
Ooh yeah-yeah
Ow...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fight to live...
Writer: John Winston Lennon, Paul James McCartney
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Full Tilt
Ooh yeah, yeah-yeah
Gunfire ricochet off my halo
My head is buzzin' like a hive of bees
The truth is certain, I gotta start livin'
I've been down for all to see, yeah
All my dreams creepin' up on me
The whole world is my destiny
Sweet lord, set us all free
Only one future I see, yeah
Full tilt
I'm finally hit, yeah-yeah
Full tilt
Ooh, I'm in love with that shit, baby
Oh, we've been down with our heads in the sand
Complaining that there's nothing to do
Now people listen, I'm sick of excuses
That dull confusion baby, finally through
All that time pushin' hard on me
Freak society, my destiny
Sweet lord, set us all free
Only one future I see, yeah
Full tilt
I'm finally hit, yeah
Full tilt,
Ooh, I'm in love with that shit, yeah
Full tilt, finally hit
Baby, that's how I feel
Full tilt, gonna make you sweat
That's the only deal
Full tilt, now I'm free
Baby ignite my soul
Full tilt, I'm in love with that shit
Baby that's rock n' roll, yeah
Super fat funky
Gunfire ricocheted off my halo
My head is buzzin' like a hive of bees, yeah
You gotta start livin'
We gotta start livin', livin'
Do it
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Heart Of Soul
Down and out in London
Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh
I drank a river in my time
To get on through, yeah
Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me
And the blues, they swirl around me
To the heart of soul
You got to bleed a little while you sing
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Get to the heart of soul
Gotta get to the heart of soul, yeah
Get to the hip, now baby
'Fore the hip get to you, lil' woman
Try to bend me out of shape
Can't tell me, can't tell me what to do, little honey
Well, the night, it rise above me, rise above me, yeah
And those blues, they swirl around me, ooh, ooh
To the heart of soul
You gotta bleed a little while you sing
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Ow, get to the heart of soul, yeah
Gotta get to the heart of soul
You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Get to the heart of soul, yeah
Baby, heart of soul, ow
From the delta
Down on the river
We need some heart of soul
In the world today now
A little bit of heart of soul now
In the world today
A little bit of soul now
A little heart of so-so-so-so, soul
You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no they don't, no
Get to the heart of soul, yeah
Ow, baby, heart of soul
What I want
Is a heart of soul
What I want
What I need
Is a heart of soul now
What I want
Heart of soul yeah
What I want baby is a heart of soul
You got the heart, you got the soul
You got the heart of soul
You got the power, you got the heart
You got the soul
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Bangkok Rain
Black night baby
Past the midnight hour, yeah
All around me, all around me, all around me
Butterfly women singing
No time for trouble
A time of joy
I'm far from home
Don't care no more
Fallin' down
The Bangkok rain keeps fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
I love that sound
Sittin' in a bar in Bangkok
Waitin' for the rain to stop
All around me, the butterfly women talkin'
Just talkin' and singing
No time for trouble
A time for joy now
I don't care no more
I don't care no more
Fallin' down
The Bangkok rain keeps fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Down on the ground, yeah, ow
No time for trouble
It's a time for joy
I don't care no more
I'm too far from home
Fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down
Down on the ground, yeah
I'm a free spirit
A travelling man
Round the world I like to lurk
The rain comes down
In a Bangkok town
My heart is in my mouth
Baby, won't you please take me home?
I ain't got nowhere to go
No trouble
Freaky city
Freaky city
Freak city
Freak city
Freak city
Freak city
Freaky city
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Indian
Indian woman let down your hair
Indian woman let down your hair
Blood red wine layered in time
Blood red wine layered in time
Standing at the edge of the world
Please help me girl please help me girl
Standing at the forest awaiting your penance
Standing at the forest awaiting your penance
Indian woman let down your hair
Indian woman let down your hair
Standing at the edge of the world
Please help me girl please help me girl
All the temples stand in ruin
Reaching out to the gods in the sky
While the Earth beats to the rhythm
My Indian lover's high high
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sweet Salvation
Oh, ask the dust
No harm will come between us
Oh beautiful, radiant child
Eyes azure, vow to me
Your golden heart
Ooh, she moves in silence
Then whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Seduced by your glance
Overwhelmed and enchanted by you, baby
Well, when the loving is good
Do you feel strong now?
You know past lives, they don't matter anyhow
Oh, she moves in silence
Then she whispers to me
Sets my soul harp on fire
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on, yeah
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me on
Sweet salvation is
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul
Oh...
Yeah...
Oh...
Sweet salvation, baby
Melts my heart made of stone
Please guide me and carry me
Sweet salvation
You make me feel strong now, baby, yeah
You make me feel like the king of the world
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wonderland
Divine intervention in this decaying world
While a hip young dude stood passionately
Succumbing to the he-dog sound
Of the mystifying beat combo that
Breaks down your door
Gonna take you high now, take you real high
Kickin' down the devil's door
Cheap thrills baby, I need some more
City on fire becoming me
Let's hurry lover and fly together
Majestic high and soaring now
Babylon bares her breast again
Time's like quicksand
Soon again, I'm standing naked in
Wonderland
I feel mistreated, yeah, ow
Wonderland
I feel defeated but not for long
Oh, tear the petals from this sweet narcissus
Crumbles gently in the palm of my hand
What once was inviting is dull and blinding
Once magnificent has slipped away
Serpent in my belly stomach crawlin' now
Wipe the sweat from my furrowed brow
Time's like quicksand
Soon again, I'm standing naked in
Wonderland
I feel mistreated, yeah
Wonderland
I feel defeated, yeah, but not for long
Wonderland
Bound and branded, yeah, on my back
Wonderland
Tired and cheated, yeah-yeah
Ooh yeah
Divine intervention in this decaying world
While the hip young dude stood passionately
Succumbing to the he-dog sound
You know the sound that breaks down your doors?
Are listening to me, now?
The sound of a mystifying beat combo
That's gonna take you higher, baby
Wonderland
Bound and branded, look out
Wonderland
Tired, tired and cheated, yeah
Earth's your mother...
Heed your brother...
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.