歌词
In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine.
Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a god who happened by.
And in the dawn, there came the song
Of some sweet lady singing in his ear.
Your god has gone, and from now on,
You'll have to learn to hate the things you fear.
We want to know, are we inside the womb?
Of passion plays, in thy righteousness consumed?
Or just in lush contentment of our souls?
And so began the age of man,
And they left his body in the sand.
Their glasses raised to a god on high,
Who smiled upon them from the sky.
So take the stage.
Spin down the ages.
Loose the passion.
Spill the rage upon your son
Who holds the gun up to your head.
The play's begun.
Then god, the director, smells a rat.
Pulls another rabbit from his hat.
Sniffs the air and he says ``well, that's that--i'm going.''
专辑信息
1.Animelee
2.First Post
3.Scenario
4.Left Right
5.Solitaire
6.Critique Oblique
7.Tiger Toon
8.Look At The Animals
9.Law Of The Bungle
10.Post Last
11.Law Of The Bungle (Part II)
12.No Rehearsal
13.Audition
14.Sealion II
15.Crew Nights
16.Silver River Turning
17.Rosa On The Factory Floor
18.A Small Cigar
19.Paradise Steakhouse
20.The Curse
21.Piece Of Cake
22.Quartet
23.Broadford Bazaar
24.Man Of Principle
25.Commons Brawl
26.I Don't Want To Be Me
27.Drive On The Young Side Of Life
28.No Step
29.Lights Out
30.Hard Liner
31.Truck Stop Runner