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@ALBUM: the.crushed.velvet.apocalypse
ALBUM TITLE: THE CRUSHED VELVET APOCALYPSE
ARTIST: LEGENDARY PINK DOTS
RELEASE: 1989

MUSICIANS: Edward Ka-Spel: vocals
The Silver Man: keyboards, samples, devices,
percussion
Bob Pistoor: guitars, sitar, bass
Qa'Sepel: vocals, keyboards
Niels van Hoorn: flute, saxophones, bass clarinet
Hanz Myer: electronics, oboe, tympanis

All lyrics by Edward Ka-Spel


@SONG: I LOVE YOU IN YOUR TRAGIC BEAUTY

I watched you in your tragic beauty walk beneath my window. Eyes aimed
high, but unfocussed... Sure, you never noticed me.

You always wore the same dress; always bore the same expression: "It's a
loveless world so what's the point of looking? Let it be..."

I considered throwing roses - thought I'd maybe wave a flag. Had to try and
force some small connection - but, there's a snag.

It's my confession that I watch you in my tragic isolation. In my fear...
That's the way it's been for years.
That's the way it will always be....


@SONG: THE GREEN GANG

Drowning in dog stew and strangled in vine. Blister wine burns the
inside... (They flew in a line over poppy fields. They'd drop and they'd
blast their supply. On demand! They persist. They pervert. They command:
"RED alert".

And green burns to yellow, to orange, to dirt covered baby bones in powder
piles. Mile after mile. And a line cost a dime. A slaughter's a quarter.
Yes, the Green God's immortal, whispers "Peace in our time". RED alert!

Here come the Green Gang....


@SONG: HELLSVILLE

Fixing on a lonely star on 4 Avengers morning, on the blood stained steps
of Hope, forgotten, carrying our cross like guilty children waiting 'til our
father's home.

He'll crack our backs, he'll break our bones. His iron rod will comb the hair
that stiffens on our spines. We walk defeated in a line. Our one release is in
the fiery furnace... Take us swiftly, take us now to

Hellsville (Bells peal! Roll the barrel... Down the pills).

But still we'll never die because we cannot pay enough. Our sweet Lord may be
merciful but he likes to play things tough. And HELL is where the action is.
They came from lonely stars in search of wholesome entertainment. We're the
stars. We're the stars that line the stage -- the attraction of the ages.

Buy a ticket, feel our pain. God, it's outrageous, it's a scream in

Hellsville (Bells peal! Roll the barrel... Down the pills).


@SONG: HELLOWE'EN

(Instrumental)


@SONG: THE SAFE WAY

The right hand grips, the left hand slides. The pennies drop, the boxes glide.
It never stops. She worked the line blind. Folded, pushed... A pirhouette.

No thought, no joy, no regrets. A cigarette was hanging from a cord and every
thousand boxed she'd suck her reward and find her island.

But the siren howled. The whip cracked and a pre-packed mountain pressed her
neck. She'd switch to frantic, automatic.

Clear the decks. Turn on, tune in -- machine was humming ommm. Neon. Flashing
laser blade was scratching OBEY!

No rest, no play. No time.
No rest, no play. No time.

She worked the line. The pay was fine. She'd find her island in July and find
a rock to sit on quietly humming ommmm.

The pay was fine. She worked the line. She'd find her island in July and find
a rock to sit on quietly humming OBEY...


@SONG: JUST A LIFETIME

Weeping like the ghost of winter, we watch our tears kiss ash and turn to
steam. We walk on hot coals where a stream meandered. Tarred and tanned.
We flex and count the tumours on our hands -- spreading swiftly now. For this,
we've waited just a lifetime.

Sun blessed mirror shaded mad dogs. Blow a kiss we'll all fall over. Hunting
the oasis but there's only cola-sensurround. A technicolor thrill... It costs
a fortune, so it must be real. For just a little sip, we'll keep waiting
(just a lifetime).

And some of us went underground. We dug a hole and settled down. We waited for
the gentle sound of steady rain to soak the ground and rattle on our
ventilator.

Guess the time we sat there waiting. Yes, you guessed! We waited just a
lifetime.

And dragons walked the earth again; paraffin was free.
A fire-eater went insane and torched the final tree.
And one fine day the planet crumbled, just cos someone sneezed.
For this, we waited just a lifetime.


@SONG: THE DEATH OF JACK THE RIPPER

She could smell his fear like black piss river; like knotted balls of worms
rolling in the smouldering ruins of an abbatoir.

Like suicide in Menstrual Lake. Like the open graves of Hell. She could smell
it as she gripped the knife and held it to his neck.

She could smell his fear as cries for help grew wings and trickled neatly into
garbage cans. As 16 crippled hands fumbled with his zip. Twisted.

Ate him slowly... kissed him quick. The scarlet ghosts would flinch -- a
glimpse of stocking! Shock the Red Night blue and clean away the mess cos
Jack is dead.

JACK IS DEAD!!
(And nobody knew)


@SONG: NEW TOMORROW

Silent as the final hour heralding a quake, we cut the wire...
We slipped the guard, sprayed 'LOVE' across the barricades.
As searchlights swooped and froze and failed to isolate
a trace of life outside the gates of New Tomorrow.

The penalty for devation's clear for those with ears
and eyes. We stretch our claws behind closed doors.
We always have our alibis. Outside we smile with
lips zipped, eyes fixed forward. We never criticise the
pure and guiding light of New Tomorrow.

(...)

But though they burned the history books, they
cannot kill the ghost that cruises Blindman's
Boulevard and plants a rose... who flings his seeds
off Breakdown Bridge and sees a legend grow of life
beyond the throes of New Tomorrow.

And we have watched the sun roll down the
mountain to a frozen lake. We heared our laughs
go on forever deep inside a crystal cave. We
told them as they plunged the needle, pledging
our escape from the all-embracing arms of New Tomorrow.

New Tomorrow.
WE SHALL SEE OUR KINGDOM COME!



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