Virgin Prunes : ...If I Die, I Die

Gothic Rock / Ireland
(1982 - Rough Trade Records)
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1. BABY TURNS BLUE

Mary be so proud, things that are not allowed
To take your own life, stab it with a knife
They put you in a box, send you up to heaven

Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you
Give me money give me sex
Give me food and cigarette
What should we do if baby turns blue?

You broke my heart, it came in two
The faculties of a broken heart
I go out on Monday, looking for a Tuesday
Nothing ever makes much sense
You don't seem to make much sense
It was an accident, I didn't mean it

John had a bomb and he lit it in his head
Went to bed for seventeen weeks
Took too many drugs now he don't eat
They put you in a box and send you up to heaven


2. BALLAD OF THE MAN

Once I was rich but I'm better off with a satisfied mind
I go down to the river, see the boats go sailing down
I throw stones in the river, it keeps me satisfied, satisfied
I live day by day, take every day as it comes
Some are good and some are bad

Spanish Johnny came in from the underworld last night
Looking for a gang to rob a bank
Looking for some easy money
He said “Do you wanna join my gang”
I said “You must be joking”
Spanish Johnny got caught
And went to jail to be a nice fellow for a long time

I just live from day to day
Knowing I'm better off than a bank-robber
I believe, I believe in you

I'm better off as I am


3. WALLS OF JERICHO

Which the way, the way we are going?
Which the way will save us all?
For I have been here for so long
For I have seen all i can see
I see further to a day, to a day never to come
With eyes in the back of my head
I see all around me
I didn't know him for I didn't see
To live once again, to live in dreams
To live once again, to live once again
The walls of Jericho
To walk on water, speak with fire
To live once again
I watched a man, a man he died
Nailed to a cross, nailed to a cross
He believes he can see the walls of Jericho


4. CAUCASIAN WALK

I looked at my watch and I saw I had no time
Didn't notice all the clocks on television
Controlled violence on sale in new streets
Don't delay in boring studios
Whatever happened to Emancipation Act ‘73?
I think it's lost, yes it's lost
In a world of satisfaction, no delay!

Like a crazy singer in a band that's lost the words
Like a crazy singer in a band that's lost the words
Caucasian walk, Caucasian talk
Because I can't do nothing, can't do nothing

Seen is only truth in a shell of lies
Distributed feelings to a race that doesn't comprehend
I don't smoke, I just do it for the company
Political problems, sexual frustration won't end
It's the type of poison that doesn't count in life
I think not of the glasses but of the drink

Glitter stardust in dull camp void
Hero are you out there or is it just a shadow
I could give you words if the world gives me vibes
Tell me what's the position between the man and beast?
Impressions on a mirror for everyone of you to look at
It's the type of happening in a weird situation
And that's the reason for doing nothing

Like a crazy singer in a band that's lost the words

I have no words, no words


5. THEME FOR THOUGHT

Should I talk the way you want me to talk
Say the things the way you want to hear them
I know a lot of people like that
They talk in words but what do they mean
They think in words and words alone
When heart becomes a chain, painted like a whore
And sometimes, sometimes, words they betray me

She says to me with her questionnaire
“Answer this
Take this one”
I say one thing
I say
I say, I say…
One thing

And I see her, see whore
They cannot see what they don't have so deny that time
But there's one thing, one thing I have, one thing I see

Why should I be like you?
Nothing is ever the way you say it is
Nothing is ever the way you want it
So don't talk to me
Don't look at me
But please stay with me

“He didn't wear his scarlet robe, for blood and wine are red
And blood and wine were on his hands, when they found him with the dead
The poor dead woman, whom he loved and murdered in her bed
He walked amongst the trial men in a suit of shabby grey
A cricket cap stood on his head and his step seemed light and gay
Though I never saw a man look so wistfully at the day”

I see your heaven, you see my hell
Come see my heaven and I'll show you, show you hell…

Life is a cabaret, come to the cabaret
You are all invited, everone of you
You can see how you can be
You can talk
You can sing
While we pray
While we, while we…


6. ULAKANAKULOT/DECLINE AND FALL

See the children play by
Running try to touch the sky
When one falls you hear a cry
“You're dead, you're dead, you must die”
“Take a dream and fly away” she will call
They will wait for you not I, see me crawl

And sometimes I feel so old
I never smile nor do cry
Shadows flicker from above
“Seeker save your soul” she said

She will fly, she will fly
He will wait far away
A golden key to open the door
Behind which the answer lies
You sinned in dreams
Now awake in deeper, deeper dreams
“Take a dream and fly away” she will call
They won't wait for you not I,
they will wait for you not I
See me crawl, she will fly far away.

Decline and fall…
Never return…
Die…
Die…


7. SWEETHOME UNDER WHITE CLOUDS

Sweethome under white clouds
A picture on the wall, it says it all
I had a dream long time ago, imaginary
Like water, I had no colour
Running free, eternal beauty
And heaven, it was on earth
The promised land of milk and honey
And I see it now
The pain it lasts and all is wasted…

And we slept happily ever after

Sweethome under white clouds
Home is where the heart is


8. BAU-DACHONG

Of this men shall never know
Of this men shall never understand
I close my eyes so I cannot, cannot see
So afraid of the dark, there's nothing there
You're mad, you're mad, you're a weirdo
You've gone too far too soon
Breaking out from the inside
I'll wait for you, so hard to find
Take closer steps, three steps to nothing
The clothes I wear are burnt
There's only smoke in the field. If I die I die…

We will wait for, we will wake up
We will, we will be one
This black heart, this black heart is so cold.
Of this men…

Take the monkey from my back
Pointing out, pointing out my enemy
I'm looking for something I can see
Something I can touch
I look for the boy with…
The boy with the stars in his eyes

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