La Costa Rasa
Like a Machine
Burning Idols
Autopilot
A Kind of Life
Madeline
Close Enough
Come On
Jet
Headband
Silence
A Kind of Life
See me, feel me; I am inside you I am here
Some things so bad can feel so good
Put your hand around my throat
Touch me, slowly, naked innocent and dumb
I am waiting with my mouth closed I am always waiting
For something…
Struck down with confusion I can offer no solution
Only the will to try and understand a kind of life
I am sleeping with your face inside my head
My eyes are closed so I can feel the warmth that crawls inside my bed
Hold me slowly and let the picture rise
Our fists have opened up as hands before this and they will again
For something…
Struck down with confusion I can offer no solution
Only the will to try and understand a kind of life
Struck down with confusion I can offer no solution
Only the will to try and understand a kind of life
Middle eight (noisy chorus) as chorus but double time
Cos I don’t intend to grow old - in this world
Cos there’s more than what goes on between these doors
I don’t intend to see the day, when all these madmen just sit down
Talk about “my world”
See me, feel me; I am inside you I am here
Some things so bad can feel so good
Put your hand around my throat
Touch me, slowly, naked innocent and dumb
I am waiting with my mouth closed I am always waiting
For something…
Struck down with confusion I can offer no solution
Only the will to try and understand a kind of life