The Cure - Plastic Passion

Plastic passion is a hard to handle

Plastic passion is a sold out scandal

Oh! it’s a plastic passion

Plastic passion is the ladies lover

Plastic passion is the marble mother

Oh! it’s a plastic passion

Plastic passion is a diamond delight

Plastic passion is the nadir of night

Oh! it’s a plastic passion

Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart

Plastic passion is a transparent tart

Oh! it’s a plastic passion

Plastic passion is a gold guarantee

This plastic passion is murdering me

Oh! it’s a plastic passion

The Cure - Accuracy

We sit in the same room

Side by side

I give you the wrong lines

Feed you

Look into my eyes

We both smile

I could kill you

Without trying

Accuracy

That’s accuracy

That’s accuracy

Practice all day for accuracy

Mirror mirror on the wall

The Cure - Fire In Cairo

Slowly fading blue

The eastern hollows catch

The dying sun

Night-time follows

Silence and black

Mirror pool mirrors

The lonely place

Where I meet you

See your head

In the fading light

And through the dark

Your eyes shine bright

And burn

Like fire

Burn like fire in Cairo

Burn like fire

Burn like fire in Cairo

Shifting crimson veil

Silken hips slide

Under my hand

Swollen lips whisper

My name

And I yearn

You take me in your arms

And start to burn

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

Then the heat disappears

And the mirage

Fades away

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

FIREINCAIRO

Burn like a fire in Cairo

Burn like a

Fire

Blaze like a fire in Cairo

Blaze like a

Fire

Flare

Burn like fire

Burn like

Fire in Cairo

The Cure - 10:15 Saturday Night

10.15
Saturday night
And the tap drips
Under the strip light
And I'm sitting
In the kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip

Waiting
For the telephone to ring
And I'm wondering
Where she's been
And I'm crying
For yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip

It's always the same

The Cure - Another Day

The sun rises slowly

On another day

The eastern sky grows

Cold

Winter in water colours

Shades of grey

Something

Something holds me

Holds me hypnotized

I stare at the window

Stare at the window

Waiting for the day

To go

Winter in water colours

Shades of grey

The Cure - Grinding Halt

No light
No people
No speak
No people
No cars
No people
No food
No people
Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt

No sound
No people
No clocks
No people
No fine
No people
No me
No people

Stopped
Short
Grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt
Everything's coming to a grinding halt

Slow down
Slow down
No people
Slow down
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a
Everything's coming to a

The Cure - Jumping Someone Else's Train

Don't say what you mean
You might spoil your face
If you walk in the crowd
You won't leave any trace
It's always the same
You're jumping someone else's train

It won't take you long
To learn the new smile
You have to adapt
Or you'll be out of style
It's always the same
You're jumping someone else's train

If you pick up on it quick
You can say you were there
Again and again and again
You're jumping someone else's train

It's the latest wave
That you've been craving for
The old ideal was getting such a bore
Now you're back in line
Going not quite as far
But in half the time
Everyone's happy
They're finally all the same
Because everyone's jumping
Everybody else's train

Jumping someone else's train
Jumping someone else's train
Jumping someone else's train

The Cure - Three Imaginary Boys

Walk across the garden
In the footsteps of my shadow
See the lights out
No-one's home
In amongst the statues
Stare at nothing in
The garden moves...
Can you help me?

Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys

Slipping through the door
Hear my heart beat in the hallway
Echoes
Round and round
Inside my head
Drifting up the stairs
I see the steps behind me
Disappearing...
Can you help me?

Close my eyes
And hold so tightly
Scared of what the morning brings
Waiting for tomorrow
Never comes
Deep inside
The empty feeling
All the night time leaves me
Three imaginary boys sing in my
Sleep sweet child
The moon will change your mind...

See the cracked reflection
Standing still
Before the bedroom mirror
Over my shoulder
But no one's there
Whispers in the silence
Pressing close behind me
Pressing close behind
Can you help me?

Can you help me?

The Cure - Boys Don't Cry

I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind

I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that it's too late
And now there's nothing I can do

So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry

I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away

Misjudged your limit
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

The Cure - Killing An Arab

Standing on a beach
With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the Arab on the ground
See his open mouth
But hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

I can turn and walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I choose
It amounts to the same

Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab

Feel the steel butt jump
Smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring at myself
Reflected in the eyes of
The dead man on the beach

The dead man
On the beach

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an Arab