The Cult - A Flower In The Desert

Wait a minute, my friend
Don't pass me up for dead
As Babylon crumbles to sand
A sweet flower blossoms in my hand
Another day is ending for you
Another day

While I'm alive, you see my rivers flowing
Don't wanna be like you
There are no wild beasts in here, I know
There are no wild beasts in here, we know

And a voice of the people cries
As it drones on in monotone
Here is the news, it's all so sad, sad
Ooh, and those black and whites
But thy knew it
Took a few and those panties in acquainted ways
Come on
Come on
Come on away, yeah

Wait a minute, my friend
Don't pass me up for dead
As Babylon crumbles to sand
A sweet flower blossoms in my hand
Another day is ending for you
Another day, another day

I'm alive
You see my body burning
Burning up in here
There are no others in here, I know
There are no others in here, oh no
Burning up in here
You know, you know

Step a little closer
I wonder if you can
Remember me in this way

The Cult - 83rd Dream

Four crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field
An old way that I don't understand
It kinda touched me for a day

Four crows nailed to a wooden post
Bleed upon a barren field
An old way that I don't understand
You know, it kinda touched me for a day

There are no bright skies
Where the eagle flies
Suddenly, inside me, inside me
I don't need
I am alive
I am alive
Hey, hey

So psychedelic, driving over the sun
Past the still sky trees and fields
To the place the great relics have kissed you know
It kinda touched me for a day

There are no bright skies
Where the eagle flies
Suddenly, inside me, inside me
I don't need
I am alive
I am alive

Hey, hey...

Death Cult - A Flower in the Desert

Wait a minute my friend

Don't pass me up for dead

As Babylon crumbles to sand

A flower blossoms in my hand

The people drifting by

Another day ends

Another day ends

An eventful day ends

Why am I alive?

See my ribbons flowing

I don't wanna be like you

Don't wannt be like you!

There's no others

There's no others

We're burning up in here

My body's burning

We're burning up in here

There's no others

The voice of the people cry

Drone on in monotone

Here is the news

It's all so sad

On the black and white

The diluted truth

Pennies will make it pure again

Pennies make it pure

Don't ask me why

People are drifiting by

Indifferent to stormy skies

Another day ends

The last others fall down

Another day ends

Why am I alive?

Why am I alive?

See my ribbons flowing

I don't wanna be like you

Don't wanna be like you!

There's no others

There's no others

There's no others

There are no others in here

There are no others in here

Bleed me dry, well bleed me dry

Bleed me dry, bleed us all dry

The Cult - Go West

Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands
And my life is over
While your's just beginning

Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands
And my life is over
While your's just beginning

We can offer you everything...

The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
Around and round
Around and round

Go west young man
Are your dreams in the new lands?
And my life is over
While your's just beginning

Say hey
Go west young man
Go west young man
And spread your wings in the new, new, new, new, new lands
And my life is over while your's just beginning
Say hey

We can offer you everything...

Go west young man
And break those heads in the new lands
And my life is over
While your's just beginning

Say hey
We can offer you everything...

The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
The crazy spinning circle's going round and round
Around and round
Around and round

Crazy...
The world is crazy...
Around and round...
Crazy

The Cult - Horse Nation

And they come
And they come

See them prancing
They come neighing, they come
A horse nation
See them prancin', they neighing come
See them prancin'
They come neighing and they neighing come

The whole world is coming
From the four directions
Scream and shout

See them prancing
They come neighing and they come
A horse nation
See them prancing, they neighing came
See them prancing
Proudly they came

The whole world is coming
From the four directions
And I scream and shout

The whole world is coming
From the four directions
Scream and shout

The Cult - Bad Medicine Waltz

It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall
It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall

I reach my hand
I reach my hand
For that bad medicine

The crowds are full of heroes
Propping up the mark with their empty goals
It's starting and it's raining
And the porno burns my eyes
Wipe away the tear
With the skin from my hide

Don't you give into that bad medicine
Keep on smiling

It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall
Oh, it's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall

I've heard about this new world you're building
But will there be room for me?
It's starting and it's raining
And the porno burns my eyes
Wipe away the tear
With the skin from my hide

Reach out for that bad medicine
Ooh, feel your skin burn
Feel your soul turn

Don't you give into
Don't you give into that bad medicine
Bad medicine

Smile, it may take a while
But it's better than being nailed to the floor
Spit in their face if they stare while you're down
Don't reach out for that bad medicine
Don't reach out for that bad medicine

Try smiling or smile or smile
Bad medicine get hold of
Bad medicine get hold of you
Wipe away the tears
With the skin from my hide
Wipe away the tears
With the skin from my hide

It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall
It's funny how people stare
When your back's against the wall

I reach out my hand
I reach out my hand for that bad medicine
Don't you give into
Don't you give into that bad medicine
That bad medicine
Mmm, bad medicine
Mmm, bad medicine

The Cult - Gimmick

There's a whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love
From the heart of the desert, no love
And the rhythms of my hometown

My eyes are open, no love
Watching for the train, no love, no love
Just a breath across the ocean
Feel no love
If it flies, it dies

Flags into a pocket, no love
We're standing on a platform
Feel no love
In everyone a hook line, no love, no love
Against me making time
Feel no love

Whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love, no love
From the heart of the desert, no love
And the rhythms of my hometown
And the rhythms of my hometown
Feel no love
And the rhythms of my hometown