@ALBUM: Other Hawkwind Other Hawkwind Warrior at the End of Time Brainbox Pollution Transdimensional Man It's So Easy Urban Guerilla Nuclear Toy Motorhead Over the Top (Live) Shot Down in the Night The Awakening Lighthouse Ejection Social Alliance Back on the Streets [incomplete] Treadmill Back in the Box @SONG: WARRIOR AT THE END OF TIME ( - ? - ) We walk hand in hand with horror, we ride side by side with death, we are the warriors at the end of time Over poisoned crystal deserts, where the ruined towers shout We march towards our dying scarlet sun. Death Death to life! Death! Death to time! We bring sweet destruction now to everything. In our mirrored flashing armor, in our secret, hideous helms, we are the Angels of your ruin. And we climb obsidian mountains, on our final, dreadful quest, Crossing lakes which cry with pain as we pass by. Death to all things living! Holy death will cleanse the world! Death, our standard! Death, our only joy. We are the Warriors at the end of time. Death to air and fire and water Death to light and earth and sound Death to anger, love and sadness Death to death... and time... and apace. On the dead horses our dead riders, Seek the last retreats of life. Life betrayed us and we slew it Corpses locked in battle, dancing at the End of Time. @SONG: BRAINBOX POLLUTION ( - Brock - ) Well my body's running up And I'm felling so bad Think it might be something that I've just had Screaming sounds buzzing round my brain Am I mad or am I sane I can't control my body anymore It's reaching down to the very core I've gotta find a way of solving the solution Is this what they call brainbox pollution @SONG: TRANSDIMENSIONAL MAN ( - Brock - ) Where the speed of light breaks thro' Changing shapes distort the view Red rimmed stars teardrops of light I can vanish into the night Chorus: With lazer eyes I will awake Panic is the rule I make Trace my background identikit A source of light which shall emit I see what no one fortells I can travel down to hell I know what is often said Written in the book of the dead I can travel anyway With my energising ray And I'll visit in your room Appearing from within the gloom Watch me take you in your dreams Cascading irridescant light beams Fingers curling in the sun Reaching for what has begun Suddenly I hear all your lies See all the secrets of 1000 eyes But you may laugh or gasp a breath What is life and what is death @SONG: IT'S SO EASY ( - Brock - ) Try to understand it, though it's very hard to to see The reason that we are living, no longer seems to be Revolution's coming the chaos will soon end We've reached the age of learning You'll see it in the end. It's so easy, it's so easy, it's so easy, it's so easy To say what you say, do what you want It happened today no matter what They say this world's so mixed up anyway @SONG: URBAN GUERILLA ( - Brock - ) I'm an urban guerilla I make bombs in my cellar I'm a derelict dweller I'm a potential killer I'm a street fighting dancer I'm a revolutionary romancer My rising sun is cancer I'm a two-tone panther So let's not talk of love and flowers And things that don't explode We've used up all of our magic powers Time to do it in the road I'm a political bandit And you don't understand it You took my dream and canned it It is not the way I planned it I'm society's destructor I'm a petrol bomb constructor I'm the people's debt collector I'm a cosmic light conductor So watch out Mr. Business Man Your empire's about to blow I think you'd better listen, man In case you didn't know @SONG: NUCLEAR TOY ( - Brock - ) Nuclear facts are hard to take Harrisburg, windscale no use to fake Potassium iodine radiating drug Won't save you from being a mug It's a nuclear toy A generator pumping out active gas Polluting the atmosphere and killing en-masse Strontium-90 cancer in the blood Who's gonna pay for the radiating flood? M4 missile cruising in the sky Setting off catastrophe in a flickering of an eye Radiating fallout it's a setting sun Looking down the barrel and firing the gun @SONG: MOTORHEAD ( - Kilminster - ) Sunrise wrong side of another day Sky-high and six thousand miles away Don't know how long I've been awake Wound up in an amazing state Can't get enough and you know it's righteous stuff Goes up like prices at Christmas this Motorhead You can call me Motorhead alright Brained out total amnesia Get some mental anaesthesia Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights If I can be wrong, I must be right All good clean fun, have another stick of gum Man you look better already, Motorhead Remember me now, Motorhead, alright Fourth day, five day marathon We're moving like a parallelogram Don't move, the morning's not a pretty sight I guess I'll see you all on the ice I should be tired, and all I am is wired Ain't felt this good for an hour Motorhead, remember me now Motorhead, all night. @SONG: OVER THE TOP (LIVE) This is a very heavy microphone stand. Aha, no queen could brandish this I tell you that. This is a real man's microphone stand 'ere Dave. 'Ere, where d'you get these stands from? They're really heavy. So are you. Well we're gonna do something really heavy in a minute. Like, err.., fall off the stage on top of you, With about two hundredweight of iron in my hand. You're a very tiny person, aren't you? Eh? You're all very tiny down there. You know, when I'm up here, I feel so big and mighty, I feel like I'm the Master Of the Universe. You made me feel like that, And now, It's almost true. Just wait and see, What we do. Alright, cut the gypsy music. A band of gypsys... All in a day's work, all in, all in. All in a day's work, all in, all in. All in a day's work, all in all. I would rather the firestorms of atmospheres Than this cruel descent from a thousand years of dream. Into the starkness of this capsule, That two of our crew still lie suspended, Cool in their tubes of sleep. The nagging choirs of memory, The tubes and wires swirming from their flesh to machinery I would have to cut. Such midwifery is but one function Of the leader here. He's floating in a sac of fluid, dark, a clear Century of space away from earth. One man stares from the trauma of his birth. Attending to the hypno-tapes, assuring him, This was reality, however grim. Oh our journey's end The landing itself was nothing; We touched upon a shelf of rock selected by the automind. And left the galaxy of dreams behind. And it's all a fable for fountains now. It's all a fable for fountains now. It's all a fable for fountains now. All your childhood dreams, all are fable, For fountains now, For fountains now, Now now, Now now now, Fountains, fountains, All going up in fountains, fountains. [[2 indistinguishable lines]] And just a minute now. When you look into my eyes, You're looking at your own reflection. And all you see is your disguise You wear for your own protection. So don't go telling me that you know just when to stop, When to stop. You know you go over the top. Over the top. It's over the top. Over the top. Hey he's going, over the top. Over the top, oh. Over the top, alright here it goes... In 1916, They dug the trenches. We don't need them; We have our own defences. We don't need no officers to blow no whistle and scream "Come on you guys wake up out of your dream And follow me Cos I'm going, Over the top. Over the top. Follow me over the top. Here goes now, Your country needs you." (Hey Kitchener, don't you know that moustaches went out with the Beatles?) Get the white feather! Get the white feather! Get the white feather! Hung upon the wire. Get the white feather! Get the white feather! Get the white feather! Hung upon the wire. Hung upon the wire. Strung on barbed wire. Huh, strung on barbed wire. Goodbye genocide..... @SONG: Shot down in the Night Numbers called as they're waiting in a line Camouflaged like a jungle snake Acting tough, just enough 'til they start to break Then they're off with a rush of adrenalin Holding on to a world unseen the only sound is the thumping of the great machine [chorus:] The secret's only for a few Superpower looks down on you Someone's watching every move You can break the lock and turn on the light ? You know your danger feelings are right Try to run or put up a fight You'll be shot down in the night Shot down like an animal See them run like rats from the factory Push them out to the twilight zone Let them feed on their needs 'til they're overthrown Take them up to a place in the gallery Show them God with an angel face Curtain call for the fall Of the Human race When it's plain and it seems like a mystery Tell the truth and it sounds like lies Looking down at the ground With your angry eyes Play the game and you'll see there's a difference Join the ranks and you'll get your kicks See the world, and the girls, and the dirty tricks @SONG: The Awakening I would rather the fire storms of atmospheres Than this cruel descent from a thousand years of dreams, into the starkness of this capsule. Two of our crew still lay suspended cool in their tombs of sleep. Those nagging choirs of memory the tubes and wires running from their flesh to machinery I would have to cut Such midwifery is but one function of the leader here Floating in a sac of fluid dark A clear century of space Away from Earth Turner stared from the trauma of his birth Attentive to the hypno-tapes Assuring him that this was reality however grim Our journey's end Landing itself was nothing We touched upon a shelf of rock selected by the automind And left a galaxy of dreams behind..... @SONG: Lighthouse Far Away in outer space A Lighthouse guiding star It's there to help the human race and tell them where they are So take a fix on Lighthouse And home into its beam And light the lasers in your heart For all the world to see A voice comes in on radio waves Transmitted out in space It's helping us and tuning in To realign our race So take a fix on Lighthouse And home into its beam And light the lasers in your heart For all the world to see Cosmic sound and laser light Tools Lighthouse uses well It signals out across galaxies Where crystal people dwell So take a fix on Lighthouse And home into its beam And light the lasers in your heart For all the world to see @SONG: Ejection There's only one course of action Left for me to take I've tried every switch selection That might control this state I think for my protection I better make it straight Into Ejection Better tell Base Ejection That I think it's a case For Ejection Explode into Space Ejection The radar screen's projection Tells me I'm too late To make a course correction I'm about to meet my fate No time for reflection I'd better make it straight Into Ejection Bust through the sky Ejection The air rushing by Ejection It's a case of goodbye Ejection I'm too fast to die Ejection When a ship meets with destruction The Captain stays to drown But no tin contraption Is going to drag me down My reference intersection Tells me that I'm bound For Ejection Eight times my weight Ejection Abandon this crate Ejection Only one move to make Ejection I've got to escape Ejection @SONG: Social Alliance A social alliance, are you in distress? Just contact me and I'll do my best She said "I'm a person, so don't abuse me" You know I am a doctor of the third degree Don't miss the sensation It's never too late If you think you're ready There's no need to wait Can your mind take it? Do you really care? We're part of a structure That needs no consent You think you're the same Now we're all different Jeanie lives for fashion And I live to fight Before life was easy Now we're creatures of the night We're creatures of the night We're creatures of the night We're creatures of the night Creatures of the night @SONG: Back on the Streets [incomplete] I took a ride in an elevator, I was heading for the 99th floor And less than just a split-second later, I was standing right outside of her door She looked kinda mean on her video screen And she said "Come in and please take a seat" That's when I was Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Again Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Again A businessman had said sign his contract to make you a supernova exploding star The galaxies will shake with your impact Your way everything ?? [?? - all for a song, you've ever saw, OR under the sun] Just sign on this line And drink up your wine The Universe is in for a treat That's when I'm Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Again Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Back on the Streets Again Feel the concrete under my feet I'm freer than a ???? ?????? Back on the Streets Again @SONG: Treadmill I'm so distant and I'm so cold I've lived too long and I'm too old I've tried so many different ways I've watched each one of them decay I can't expound before the ages While we are leafing through the pages The office blocks from which we march The mirrored shades shades of the patriarch Caught by streams of constant motion Most of the workers had no notion Sitting glued to computer screens Fingers raised - " must finish the scene" Lounge lizards in penthouse flats May soon find out where it's at They gnaw away our hard earned pay We walk the treadmill every day I'm so distant and I'm so cold I've lived too long and I'm too old I've tried so many different ways I've watched each one of them decay I can't expound before the ages While we are leafing through the pages The office block from which we march The mirrored shades of the Patriarch ________________________________________________________________________ @SONG: Back in the Box Back in the box, shut in the dark Falling apart Taking the dirt Hiding the hurt Locked in a dream What does it mean? Shut in the box Too many locks Back in the box, back in the box Back in the box, back in the box Counting down Twisting round See behind your back Counting down Twisting round See behind your back ....behind your back [ x 7 ] Locked in dreams What does it mean? Shut in a box There's too many locks Shut in a box There's too many locks Round and round Round and round and round I see you Hanging there Switch on the TV, look at the screen Money for a Rolls or a washing machine You pay your money and you pay your rent Every day it's always spent Maybe it starts to be the same You look out your window and it starts to rain Someone is saying it's time to die Send us some money and I'll tell you why I pay my stamps and I pay my tax But it's not working and that's a fact But all I see on the TV screen Is starving kids and war machines Is this what i've been taught in school? Is education the golden rule? the golden rule the golden rule....... Back in the box Back in the box Back in the box