@ALBUM: drifting.towards.violence @ALBUM: drifting.towards.violence @SONG: Patrik Fitzgerald - Drifting Towards Violence 1984 Red Flame-Himalaya.All lyrics by Patrik. @SONG: SMILE Smile for me - smile for me - convincingly Smile for me - smile for me - convincingly. Don't lie - don't lie. Don't lie to me - don't lie. Tell me why - tell me why you grin - People offer you their hands They never offer anything Just the world - in a box - All signed - all sealed Waiting to open it's tiny secrets - Just about to be revealed - It was a box full of tears and pain. Don't lie - don't lie Don't lie to me - don't lie Don't lie - don't lie Don't lie to me - don't lie Just smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile for me. Smile! @SONG: IN THIS WORLD. I don't want to be here In this world. I don't want to be here In this world. But I don't know where I'd go I don't know where I'd go So I have to stay alive Nobody gives me a reason Nobody tells me why I'm still hung up In this exhibition To live up to standards To follow all traditions Abide by the rules Abide by the rules Abide by the rules Abide by the rules But I don't want to be here In this world I don't want to be here In this world But I don't know where I'd go I don't know where I'd go I don't know where I'd go I don't know where I'd go I don't want to be here In your world. @SONG: FAMILY OUTING You've been taken for the fools you are There's no more money at the bottom of the purse Black looks at the breakfast table Life goes on from bad to worse Saving up to take the kids to Whipsnade We'll have a whale of a time Get your ticket on the family cheap-rate Fate dictates you - travel by rail You got a card As compensation for your scars Now you can go anywhere, anytime Fate dictates you - stay right there There's somebody's body On the railway line The little hands That clawed at your arm They didn't mean to Do you any harm But they didn't want to listen When you tried to explain All they kept saying Was "where's the train?" Lose your temper in a fit of anger Lose your wife and your children too All the lies in the lines of postcards Trying to cover up What you've been going through Is that the meaning of 'love'? Is that the purpose of marriage? To keep you squabbling To keep you fighting Locked in gas bills Heating....lighting... You've been taken for the fools you are There's no more money at the bottom of the purse. No more money at the bottom of the purse No more money at the bottom of the purse (ad infinitum) @SONG: DOMESTICATION I tell you I'm happy But it isn't so Staring at the walls Of our new found home Where does the money come from To pay the rent? Equate the amount earned With the effort spent Taking the first step Wasn't so difficult I just seemed to drift Into the situation Taking the last step Isn't so easy In the final few footsteps Into domestication. Whatever happened To my rebellious nature? Wash it down the sink With the dirty water Mentally years ahead of my age A fictional father To a son and daughter Taking the first step Wasn't so difficult I just seemed to drift Into the situation Taking the last step Isn't so easy The final few footsteps Into domestication @SONG: WORKING HU-MAN'S CASINO I'm going to take myself a holiday The things I say no longer fit together I'm going to take myself a holiday The things I think No longer fit With people's ways of living Life - living LIfe - living I'm going to take myself a holiday At the working hu-man's casino Where the croupiers Are dressed as nurses And play games with your skin Throw down your chips But you will never win In.In.In. The working hu-man's casino The working hu-man's casino The working hu-man's casino The working hu-man's casino @SONG: WE SEEMED SO SUITED I was in love once It wasn't important We had our share of smiles And sunny days We seemed so suited We seemed so incredibly alike No one could touch us. I was in love once I vaguely remember It wasn't so long ago A few short moments Since we were alone In the dark of a room In the heat of the summer Making plans for today What shall we do? Making plans for today What shall we do? I was in love once I still can remember Your face on the pillow All covered with tears We seemed so suited We seemed so incredibly alike No one could touch us Making plans for today What shall we do? Making plans for tomorrow. @SONG: MY PERFECT WORLD Your perfect world Smiles at me Through the shining pages Of a thousand holiday brochures Inspired by lack of money I ignore your So called 'perfect worlds' I search for some other Perfect world I search for some other Perfect world I search for some other Perfect world My perfect world. My perfect world. My perfect world. Smiles for me. Through the shining pages Of a thousand holiday brochures @SONG: SCATTERED VILLAGES These are no cities These are no concrete spikes Which wait Only to impale or imprison These are only villages Pleasant country villages Scattered over The whole face the world People now support themselves alone Making just the things they need The sceners is pure As it once could be We have turned back time And everyone is happy We have turned back time And everyone is happy We have turned back time And everyone is happy now These are no cities These are no concrete spikes Which wait only To impale or imprison You.You.You.You.You. A spike Is a resort For homeless people @SONG: A LIFE SENTENCE Just first moment he knew There was something wrong Was when his radio set Started picking up interference The people that he had been speaking to Couldn't hear anymore Couldn't hear anymore Thoughts began to run around His head The sense of defeat That anybody had grown used to Started creeping up on him also now. Bit by bit by bit by bit. But he never stopped working On his brave invention He never stopped working On his brave invention A knock at his door Two men at his back A life sentence A life sentence A life sentence Waiting for him. @SONG: DOWN I created my own world In my head I thought that was a nice safe place to be With the things that I didn't like Thrown out of the window There's a knock on the door now It's always for me And you'll always Bring me down You'll always Bring me down Down I opened the door There it stands A world like a wound Like a great gaping gash Like the cuts On a crucified hand With the smile of a salesman A lopsided grin Knock as long as you like As long as you like I'm never going to let you in Because you'll always bring me down You'll always bring me down. Down. @SONG: DRIFTING TOWARDS VIOLENCE Dear mother. Dear father. Can you answer some questions They're stealing my friends Like they broke all my toys Taking my freedom. Crushing my hope. I asked for some string And they gave me some rope and now I'm drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence again Drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence Dear mother. Dear father Can you answer some questions I've tried to find freedom And I've tried to find truth But I cannot see reason I cannot see logic And I cannot break away From the turmoil of my youth And now I'm drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence again Drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence Dear mother. Dear father Many thanks for your present Though I couldn't but resent When I removed the wrapping It wasn't what I wanted Though he worked For a short time To take my mind away From the production line Dear mother. Dear father Can you answer some questions I've tried to find reason And I've tried to find truth But I cannot see reason I cannot see logic And I cannot break away From the turmoil of my youth And now I'm Drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence again Drifting towards violence Drifting towards violence @SONG: MYSTERY We're so presumptious Presuming that we all Exist at all. Marvelling at our own mystery. We're so presumptious Presuming that this all Means anything at all Marvelling at our own Marvelling at our own mystery. Mystery. Abusing our privilege Ruining the scenery Marvelling at our own Marvelling at our own Marvelling at our own Mystery Marvelling at our own Mystery.Mystery. Mystery.Mystery.