So your anger didn't carry you too far
What you expect anyway
There's no patience left in your shattered little self
You haven't got a f*cking thing to say
High on your own, gone
Mother f*cker, f*cking stoned
Rain on your back the wind in your face
You're spinnin 'round going nowhere
Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone
You wasted it this time my friend
High on your own, gone
Mother f*cker, f*cking stoned
My friends and I used to mess about
In the park, we were only fourteen, yeah
I later understood about my attitude
I never thought I'd get that gone
The Cult - The Cult Album Lyrics
The Cult - The Cult Lyrics
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Coming Down (Drug Tongue)
You dirty hippie girl, your soft lips make me swirl
I despise all of your lies
Your horses terrify me, I can't work out why
The things you say, are not okay
I'm not the prodigal son, I'm not the chosen one
Why can't you decide, when you chastise me
I'm coming down, coming down, you baptize me
I don't want to drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down I'm coming down
You baptize me I don't want to drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud
Your dying flowers stink they smell like rotten ink
From a poison pen so I wrote on your head
Well, just how deep you'll go
From whence you came, and don't you know?
Whoa, innocence your winter's so harsh in your heart
I'm coming down, coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken
Pushin' me harder
Pushin' me harder
Pushin' me harder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm coming down, I'm coming, coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down, whoa yeah coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down, I don't wanna drown
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I despise all of your lies
Your horses terrify me, I can't work out why
The things you say, are not okay
I'm not the prodigal son, I'm not the chosen one
Why can't you decide, when you chastise me
I'm coming down, coming down, you baptize me
I don't want to drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down I'm coming down
You baptize me I don't want to drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud
Your dying flowers stink they smell like rotten ink
From a poison pen so I wrote on your head
Well, just how deep you'll go
From whence you came, and don't you know?
Whoa, innocence your winter's so harsh in your heart
I'm coming down, coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken
Pushin' me harder
Pushin' me harder
Pushin' me harder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm coming down, I'm coming, coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down, whoa yeah coming down
You baptize me, I don't wanna drown yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
I'm coming down, I don't wanna drown
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Sentric Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Sentric Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Real Grrrl
Free baby
Free baby
Free baby
I shaved my head
Yeah, wiped the sheet clean
Hangman has packed up
I continue to dream
My words are broken
It's not easy to chew
So much unknown
So much is knowing, too
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
I explode in your belly
My skull in your hands
You drive me like honey
Across sour taste glands
Free baby
Free again baby
Yeah, semen is pure
It's divine on your vine
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
And I'm lost, yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
Yeah real girl, you cut through my blues
Yeah real girl, well you're golden to your shoes
You're really, really, really, really, really, really, real, yeah
Yeah real girl
Oh, femme fatal with fur
Na-na-na-na-na...
Let's flow together
Let's come together
Let's swim together
Hypnotize each other
Yeah real girl, you cut through my blues
Real girl, well you're golden to your shoes
Real girl, yeah
Femme fatal with fur
I explode in your belly
My skull in your hands
Drive me like sugar
Across sour taste glands
I shaved my head
Yeah, wiped the sheet clean
Hangman is packed up
I continued every day
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
Lost in your shadow
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
I'm lost in your shadow
Lost
Lost
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
I am lost
I am lost
I am lost
Free baby
Free baby
I shaved my head
Yeah, wiped the sheet clean
Hangman has packed up
I continue to dream
My words are broken
It's not easy to chew
So much unknown
So much is knowing, too
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
I explode in your belly
My skull in your hands
You drive me like honey
Across sour taste glands
Free baby
Free again baby
Yeah, semen is pure
It's divine on your vine
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
And I'm lost, yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
Yeah real girl, you cut through my blues
Yeah real girl, well you're golden to your shoes
You're really, really, really, really, really, really, real, yeah
Yeah real girl
Oh, femme fatal with fur
Na-na-na-na-na...
Let's flow together
Let's come together
Let's swim together
Hypnotize each other
Yeah real girl, you cut through my blues
Real girl, well you're golden to your shoes
Real girl, yeah
Femme fatal with fur
I explode in your belly
My skull in your hands
Drive me like sugar
Across sour taste glands
I shaved my head
Yeah, wiped the sheet clean
Hangman is packed up
I continued every day
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
Lost in your shadow
Lost, oh yeah-yeah
I'm lost in your shadow
I'm lost in your shadow
Lost
Lost
Lost
I'm lost in your shadow
I am lost
I am lost
I am lost
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Black Sun
Don't you hit that defenseless child
What gives you that empty right
Carry that for the rest of your life
Carry that for the rest of time
Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah
Burning in the black sun
Like a jackle on the run
Burning in the black sun
Burning up in the black sun oh yeah
Rotten apples every one
Look at them
Look at them run
Guilty now for what they have done
Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah
Burning in the black sun
Like a dog on the run
Burning in the black sun
Well the time has finally come oh yeah
Black sun
Like a jackel on the run oh yeah
Burning in the black, the black sun
Caught their vien,you've gone insane
You've lost your mind,you're not my kind
I hate your soul, you kill my fun
You did no good, you better run
Gonna get you down, gonna put you down
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna make you oh gonna make you whoa
Burning in the black sun black sun
Burning in the black sun
Don't you hit that defenseless child
What gives you that empty right
Burning in the black sun black sun
Like a dog on the run
Black sun
Yeah you were a bully
The universal bullies
Who's laughing at you now
Who's laughing at you now
You ain't got no hold on me
You ain't got no piece of me
You are lost in your own mind yes you are you're declining in
Oh yeah black sun
Black sun
What gives you that empty right
Carry that for the rest of your life
Carry that for the rest of time
Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah
Burning in the black sun
Like a jackle on the run
Burning in the black sun
Burning up in the black sun oh yeah
Rotten apples every one
Look at them
Look at them run
Guilty now for what they have done
Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah
Burning in the black sun
Like a dog on the run
Burning in the black sun
Well the time has finally come oh yeah
Black sun
Like a jackel on the run oh yeah
Burning in the black, the black sun
Caught their vien,you've gone insane
You've lost your mind,you're not my kind
I hate your soul, you kill my fun
You did no good, you better run
Gonna get you down, gonna put you down
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna make you oh gonna make you whoa
Burning in the black sun black sun
Burning in the black sun
Don't you hit that defenseless child
What gives you that empty right
Burning in the black sun black sun
Like a dog on the run
Black sun
Yeah you were a bully
The universal bullies
Who's laughing at you now
Who's laughing at you now
You ain't got no hold on me
You ain't got no piece of me
You are lost in your own mind yes you are you're declining in
Oh yeah black sun
Black sun
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Naturally High
You're a righteous child, got a tear tattooed on your face
Yeah, sometimes you drink too much, well hey, that's ok
Don't you know the truth is killing you?
Ain't it strange all the things in your life
Hey, that you're going through?
Some of my friends, they died real young
(Oh, yes they did)...
They never got to fly to the heart of the sun, no they didn't
There's one thing in my life that I love
Naturally high
Naturally high
Naturally high
In the kingdom of your love
A little bit of grease on my halo
Like some holy dharma bum, hey
I'm drunk on, I'm drunk on truth, and truth, and truth
This time it's not for fun, it's for real
Some of my friends, they died real young
(Yes they did)...
They never got to fly as high as the sun
(No they didn't)...
There's one thing in my life that I love
Naturally high
Naturally high
Naturally high
In the kingdom of your love
Yeah, sometimes you drink too much, well hey, that's ok
Don't you know the truth is killing you?
Ain't it strange all the things in your life
Hey, that you're going through?
Some of my friends, they died real young
(Oh, yes they did)...
They never got to fly to the heart of the sun, no they didn't
There's one thing in my life that I love
Naturally high
Naturally high
Naturally high
In the kingdom of your love
A little bit of grease on my halo
Like some holy dharma bum, hey
I'm drunk on, I'm drunk on truth, and truth, and truth
This time it's not for fun, it's for real
Some of my friends, they died real young
(Yes they did)...
They never got to fly as high as the sun
(No they didn't)...
There's one thing in my life that I love
Naturally high
Naturally high
Naturally high
In the kingdom of your love
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Joy
Yeah, I poisoned myself but I survived the thrill of life
I altered my state of mind so I could fly, mmm
Yeah, travelled beyond my pedestrian ties
My innocence, yeah, and those sweet lies
I rode in that car as far as it would take me, take me
I don't need no gun
I walk into the sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
Fun into the sun
Find what's going on
Your velvet tear rolled down my back
Your arms wrapped tight around me
I felt so good knowing that you could let go with me, yeah
I don't need no gun
I walk into your sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
I don't need the sun
To find what's going on
Crazy hippie girl
Soft lips make me swirl
More than I can feel
Mystery to me
Yeah-hey-yeah
Joy d'vivre, yeah
Mysterious life, what do you hold for us in your cloak?
I begin to shake, your horses, they are frightening me, well
I don't need no gun
I walk into your sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
I don't need the sun
To find what's going on
Crazy hippie girl
Soft lips make me swirl
More than I can feel
A mystery to me
Had my child son
I'm a young king now
Hey mysterious life
Holy criticised
Yeah-hey-yeah
Yeah-hey-yeah
Joy d'vivre...
I altered my state of mind so I could fly, mmm
Yeah, travelled beyond my pedestrian ties
My innocence, yeah, and those sweet lies
I rode in that car as far as it would take me, take me
I don't need no gun
I walk into the sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
Fun into the sun
Find what's going on
Your velvet tear rolled down my back
Your arms wrapped tight around me
I felt so good knowing that you could let go with me, yeah
I don't need no gun
I walk into your sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
I don't need the sun
To find what's going on
Crazy hippie girl
Soft lips make me swirl
More than I can feel
Mystery to me
Yeah-hey-yeah
Joy d'vivre, yeah
Mysterious life, what do you hold for us in your cloak?
I begin to shake, your horses, they are frightening me, well
I don't need no gun
I walk into your sun
Find what's going on
Find what's going down
I don't need no gun
I walk into your fun
I don't need the sun
To find what's going on
Crazy hippie girl
Soft lips make me swirl
More than I can feel
A mystery to me
Had my child son
I'm a young king now
Hey mysterious life
Holy criticised
Yeah-hey-yeah
Yeah-hey-yeah
Joy d'vivre...
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Star
I believe in freedom
Freedom is a vision
Her found religion
I humble myself
Just to get some respect
Get some respect, yeah
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
I believe in liberation
Won't you liberate me
Come on and take me
I took no holy vow
Won't you hold this pagan soul
Hold my soul
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, riot girl show me your truth, yeah
I believe in freedom
Freedom is a vision
Freedom is a
Freedom is a
Freedom is a vision
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, riot girl show me the truth, yeah
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Show me, show me, show me
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah
Gimme truth yeah, gimme truth yeah, gimme truth, yeah
Freedom is a vision
Her found religion
I humble myself
Just to get some respect
Get some respect, yeah
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
I believe in liberation
Won't you liberate me
Come on and take me
I took no holy vow
Won't you hold this pagan soul
Hold my soul
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
I kiss her sandaled foot
She's my holy pearl
The Ghetto in your mind
Treating her unkind
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl show me your truth, yeah
Star I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, riot girl show me your truth, yeah
I believe in freedom
Freedom is a vision
Freedom is a
Freedom is a
Freedom is a vision
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, riot girl show me the truth, yeah
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Show me, show me, show me
Star, I'll reach you if I try
Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah
Gimme truth yeah, gimme truth yeah, gimme truth, yeah
Writer: I. ASTBURY, W. DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sacred Life
Abbie Hoffman was so young
Don't you know your king has gone?
Mmm, well well
River Phoenix was so young
Don't you know your prince has gone?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey brother
Sacred in your life?
Kurt Cobain was so young
Sad to see this poet's gone
Andrew Wood was so young
It's hard to feel this priest is gone
The heat is up
The heat is on
The heat is up
The heat is on
What you do is what you get
Don't be surprised by that effect, oh no
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey there brother
What is sacred in your life?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy?
Holy in your life
What is good?
What is pure?
Holy in your life
What is safe?
What is secure?
Holy in your time
Yeah, what is free?
What is me?
Holy in your mind
Sacred and secure
Do we need much more?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey there brother
Was is sacred in your life?
Hey, hey hey sister
What is holy, holy, holy in your life?
Hey there brother
What is safe?
What is secure and sacred in your life?
Well
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Don't you know your king has gone?
Mmm, well well
River Phoenix was so young
Don't you know your prince has gone?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey brother
Sacred in your life?
Kurt Cobain was so young
Sad to see this poet's gone
Andrew Wood was so young
It's hard to feel this priest is gone
The heat is up
The heat is on
The heat is up
The heat is on
What you do is what you get
Don't be surprised by that effect, oh no
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey there brother
What is sacred in your life?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy?
Holy in your life
What is good?
What is pure?
Holy in your life
What is safe?
What is secure?
Holy in your time
Yeah, what is free?
What is me?
Holy in your mind
Sacred and secure
Do we need much more?
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey there brother
Was is sacred in your life?
Hey, hey hey sister
What is holy, holy, holy in your life?
Hey there brother
What is safe?
What is secure and sacred in your life?
Well
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Be Free
To be free
Like the birds and the bees, yeah
To be free, sister free, sister free
Like the wind in the trees
You gotta fly if you want to survive
Don't eat shit if you want to stay fit
Free yeah
Like the birds and the bees, well
Free
You gotta stay free, free, free
You gotta burn, ooh, sister you gotta learn, yeah
You gotta lie, cheat and lie
Cheat and lie if you want to survive, who
Don't get high if you don't want to fry
Yeah free, who, like Dusty and me
I gotta tell you what it's all about
Free yeah
Like the birds and the bees, well
Free yeah
You gotta stay free, free, freedom
Yeah, freedom
Well, free, freedom
Free
Like the birds and the bees
You gotta fly sister, you gotta fly sister
If you want to survive
Gotta be free like sweet H and me
Free, yeah
Free
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Get ya
Come on
Come on
Come on
Get it
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Be free
Like the birds and the bees, yeah
To be free, sister free, sister free
Like the wind in the trees
You gotta fly if you want to survive
Don't eat shit if you want to stay fit
Free yeah
Like the birds and the bees, well
Free
You gotta stay free, free, free
You gotta burn, ooh, sister you gotta learn, yeah
You gotta lie, cheat and lie
Cheat and lie if you want to survive, who
Don't get high if you don't want to fry
Yeah free, who, like Dusty and me
I gotta tell you what it's all about
Free yeah
Like the birds and the bees, well
Free yeah
You gotta stay free, free, freedom
Yeah, freedom
Well, free, freedom
Free
Like the birds and the bees
You gotta fly sister, you gotta fly sister
If you want to survive
Gotta be free like sweet H and me
Free, yeah
Free
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Get ya
Come on
Come on
Come on
Get it
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Be free
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Universal You
All
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got truth
Ah-ha-ha
Yeah, all
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got youth
Ah-ha-ha
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there honey, glad to meet you, who, hey
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there brother, glad to meet you
All
All God's daughters
They got ass
They got class
They've got youth
Ah-ha-ha
And all
All God's sons
They got muscle
They got swagger
They got truth
They got truth
You listening?
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm ain't no preacher
Hey there sister, glad to see you
Yeah, don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there brother, glad to see you
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
I want you to notice
You sexy human being
Hope you notice
Right before we die
We die, who
All
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got youth
All God's children
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's daughters
They got ass
They got class
They got youth
All God's children
Ah-ha-ha
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's babies
They got life
In their eyes
They got truth
All God's children, who
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's sons
They got muscle
They got swagger
They got truth
All God's children
Ah-ha-ha-ha
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's babies
They got heart
They got life
They've got youth
All God's children
They've got youth
They've got heart
They've got truth
Oh, all, all, hey-hey-hey, hey-yeah
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got truth
Ah-ha-ha
Yeah, all
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got youth
Ah-ha-ha
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there honey, glad to meet you, who, hey
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there brother, glad to meet you
All
All God's daughters
They got ass
They got class
They've got youth
Ah-ha-ha
And all
All God's sons
They got muscle
They got swagger
They got truth
They got truth
You listening?
Don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm ain't no preacher
Hey there sister, glad to see you
Yeah, don't you know I've got a pagan heart?
I love the earth
I'm not a preacher
Hey there brother, glad to see you
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
I want you to notice
You sexy human being
Hope you notice
Right before we die
We die, who
All
All God's children
They got heart
They got swagger
They got youth
All God's children
Yeah, yeah, yeah
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's daughters
They got ass
They got class
They got youth
All God's children
Ah-ha-ha
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's babies
They got life
In their eyes
They got truth
All God's children, who
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's sons
They got muscle
They got swagger
They got truth
All God's children
Ah-ha-ha-ha
They've got heart
They've got truth
And all
All God's babies
They got heart
They got life
They've got youth
All God's children
They've got youth
They've got heart
They've got truth
Oh, all, all, hey-hey-hey, hey-yeah
Writer: CRAIG ADAMS, CRAIG DAVID ADAMS, IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Emperors New Horse
Emperor's new horse, take five
You're the Emperor's new horse
You don't smell like a rose
So you take more drugs than me
Specialize in being unhappy
Like a moth into the flame
Yeah, I've been burnt before
Lets rub his ashes on my skin
And someday we will win, who
In this time
There are those who rob us blind, well
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new
I'm guilty, too
Someday, maybe I'll learn
What's your f*cking name?
Don't look too concerned
Don't abandon truth, wow
In this time
There are those who rob us blind, who
In this time
They sing through, they sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new
Being angry is your game
Overdosing's part of fame
So you read all this French symbolist poetry
You don't even get it on the f*cking BBC
I don't really care no more
Boring out the door
I don't know what's true
It don't affect you
That's right damn lies above
In this time
There are those who rob us blind
Bring on the new
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring it on, baby
Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby
You're the Emperor's new horse
You don't smell like a rose
So you take more drugs than me
Specialize in being unhappy
Like a moth into the flame
Yeah, I've been burnt before
Lets rub his ashes on my skin
And someday we will win, who
In this time
There are those who rob us blind, well
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new
I'm guilty, too
Someday, maybe I'll learn
What's your f*cking name?
Don't look too concerned
Don't abandon truth, wow
In this time
There are those who rob us blind, who
In this time
They sing through, they sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new
Being angry is your game
Overdosing's part of fame
So you read all this French symbolist poetry
You don't even get it on the f*cking BBC
I don't really care no more
Boring out the door
I don't know what's true
It don't affect you
That's right damn lies above
In this time
There are those who rob us blind
Bring on the new
In this time
They sing through, sing through golden teeth
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring on the new meat
Bring it on, baby
Bring, bring, bring on the new meat, baby
Writer: Ian Astbury, William Duffy
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Saints Are Down
I'm so blind, I cannot see
You're so warm to me
I'm not there and you are here
Please take me
Yeah, the saints are down
Oh, the saints are down
The saints are down
The saints are down
Life's so long, or short should I say?
I am here to get it on with you today
Girl, you should know that I love you more than I can say
Sometimes I fear all those things that come down on us anyway
But I gotta tell ya that my
My saints are down
That my saints are down
Let me tell you why
Saints are down
The saints are down
Hey, pretty good, what do you got to say?
Whose f*cking life is it anyway?
Don't you know anything about anybody else?
You're so wrapped up in your tiny self
Oh, let me tell ya
Saints are down, yes they are
Your saints are down
Your saints are down
The saints are down
They're down
And they're not coming round
Yeah, they're not easily found
Buried
And they're buried in the ground
Yeah, they're buried upside down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
The saints are down
Yes they are
Yes they are, well
You'll never see them again, no
Your saints are down...
You're so warm to me
I'm not there and you are here
Please take me
Yeah, the saints are down
Oh, the saints are down
The saints are down
The saints are down
Life's so long, or short should I say?
I am here to get it on with you today
Girl, you should know that I love you more than I can say
Sometimes I fear all those things that come down on us anyway
But I gotta tell ya that my
My saints are down
That my saints are down
Let me tell you why
Saints are down
The saints are down
Hey, pretty good, what do you got to say?
Whose f*cking life is it anyway?
Don't you know anything about anybody else?
You're so wrapped up in your tiny self
Oh, let me tell ya
Saints are down, yes they are
Your saints are down
Your saints are down
The saints are down
They're down
And they're not coming round
Yeah, they're not easily found
Buried
And they're buried in the ground
Yeah, they're buried upside down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
Saints are down
The saints are down
Yes they are
Yes they are, well
You'll never see them again, no
Your saints are down...
Writer: IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Cult is the sixth studio album from English rock band The Cult. It was released in October 1994 on Beggars Banquet Records and it is also the band's last album on Sire Records in the US. It is also commonly referred to as the "Black Sheep" record, due to the image of a Manx Loaghtan black sheep on the front cover. The record also features one of the very rare times when Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy have shared songwriting credit with anyone: bassist Craig Adams is credited as co-author of "Universal You".
Performed By:
The CultGenre(s): Alternative rock, hard rockgrunge
Producer(s): Bob Rock
Length: 61:39
Released: October 10th, 1994
Year: 1994