Peter Murphy - Seesaw Sway

I failed to see into your eyes

As I plundered the sky

I’m a winder of words

And you free to pry

She’s luning at the moon

I’ve been looking her way

For twenty-three summers now

In a seesaw sway

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

As I plunder the sky

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there

The luna the better

(The luna the better)

I’m a crater uplifter

(I’m a crater uplifter)

I talk from a dream

(I talk from a dream)

It’s our seesaw sway

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

As I plunder the sky

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there

Oh, what’s the matter with this?

It all rests with you

I’m not a linger for the bitter

Pills, coin, or gold

No killdrill river

Nor young or fey

I’m a seer of goodness things

In our seesaw sway

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

As I plunder the sky

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Seesaw

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

As I plunder the sky

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there it’s a seesaw

(In a seesaw sway)

Out there

In our seesaw sway

Peter Murphy - I Spit Roses

The captain is sea
In the moonlight the same
The ship all himself
Rose Spitter, the name
A high mutiny
Submerged down and under
Shake-shack left you in shock
Shed poison with a lover's lock
All hands wound and fraught
Blow the dark that we thought

Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit

Shake-shack, ring the bell
Pretty, petty, they shall swell
Swell kid-like, kid-like squeak
Was it a trick or was it treat?

Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit

The captain is sea
In the moonlight the same
Reflex us and him
He blurts karma, no sin
The tall one astute
The ginger all things
To all men he's kind
A split heart from mind
I spit roses and thank
Oh, the boat we thought sank

Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit roses
Oo-oh I spit roses
Roses
I spit roses
I spit roses (Wall to wall, pillar to post)
(I'm back at the task, the task, that I love most)
Roses (Wall to wall, pillar to post)
(I'm back at the task, the task, that I love most)
Roses (I'm back at the task, the task that I love most)
Roses

Peter Murphy - The Prince & Old Lady Shade

The prince was a bird
Not guilty or the like
A true friend sip and soft
No suffering cry

All names and some cranks
He'd powdered all off
Their sycophantic gifts
Were never enough

Old lady shade turns
A Vespertilian thing
A motion event
A friend of the jinn

The prince and old lady shade
The prince and old lady shade

She has a fair eye
She takes her fair share
Of the city's mid day
That lunch lady's glare

The prince and old lady shade
The prince and old lady shade

General Woo very nearly smiled
Saw the light in the little child

The prince and old lady shade
The prince and old lady shade
Oh
Oh

Peter Murphy - Crème de la Crème

We joined this land, where they paint the ice
To find the new we thrown saturn dice
We dream in gold and simurg blue
Créme de la créme it's to death adieu

Now we're laying on new waves
Our guns have lost their victims' names
Our concrete minds have turned to dust
Angelic police have killed our lust

Now we're laying on new waves
Our guns have lost their victims' names
Our concrete minds have turned to dust
Angelic police have killed our lust

Tidal overflow reads the sign
The secret soul is all that shines
We sing our praise in model tones
And dorians mirror we do not own

We're being lit by the shining one
Out of ourselves to ourselves we've gone
We click the heels of our glitter red shoes
Créme de la créme it's to death adieu

Now we're laying...
On new waves...
Our guns have lost
Their victims names...

Out of ourselves
Out of ourselves
Out of ourselves
Out of ourselves

The secret soul
The secret soul