THE PEEL SESSIONS - BBC archives The Lyrics



V2 (S. O`Néill)

I`ve got a june-bug crawlin` It dears to come It really dears to come She could say no No No Really tryin` tryin` to say no Yes some easy trouble It is a one way dream Maybe I Said no No No And I`ve need Plague for a partial Called Captain Fear to come As a rag-doll changed yours It doesn`t know Know Know

LETTUCE (S. O`Néill)

So who`s the kind of fool When he comes Makes your eyes Fill like glass All around on the table You open like Lettuce Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it I can`t get no sleep I can`t breath But it makes me feel Better I`m electric I`m charged I`m floored And now I`m getting higher Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it Gonna take some I`m gonna take some Gonna take some I`m gonna take some When I get it

BLINDSPOT (S. O`Néill / R. O`Gormain)

Light a candle In your heart Watch it burn down Silently Try to recollect Your thoughts and fears As the flame dies They`re all to clear The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will When there`s no strenght Left in you No more time now For hopeless dreams Bleary eyes raise And start to fall To the sound Of tomorrow The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will On a freefall From innocence Subliminal wispers Crowd your room Forever haunted by Your own despair Your hopes evaporate Into thin air The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will When the day comes Still no one`s here So what`s the easy way To carry on Always reaching out For something else But in the smokescreen You`re lost again and again and again and again The Cavalry Bells say you will Say you will

CAN`T STOP (S. O`Néill / R. O`Gormain)

I`ve had a masochistic kiss of death Of discontent wall to wall A hoodlum shrine for nothing more That went beyond the steel and call I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling But I was keen to do the perfect Not what Angels do discriminate Against black and white I`m alright And isn`t it time Your socks pulled up I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling It`s like some voyeuristic tradition Of naked hate More and more A feeble kind of subtlety That`s lost beneath veeners of shocks I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop falling I can`t stop