And the lamb lies down on Broadway

Early morning Manhattan
Ocean winds blow on the land
The Movie-Palace is now undone
The all-night watchmen have had their fun
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show
It's the same old ending - time to go
Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream
There's something moving in the sidewalk steam
And the lamb lies down on Broadway

Nightime's flyers feel their pains
Drugstore takes down the chains
Metal motion comes in bursts
But the gas station can quench that thirst
Suspension cracked on unmade road
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'
And out of the subway
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Exits into daylight, spraygun hid
And the lamb lies down on Broadway

The lamb seems right out of place
Yet the Broadway street scene finds a focus in its face
Somehow it's lying there
Brings a stillness to the air
Though man-made light, at night is very bright
There's no whitewash victim
As the neons dim, to the coat of white
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Wipes his gun-he's forgotten what he did
And the lamb lies down on Broadway
Suzanne tired her work all done
Thinks money-honey-be on-neon
Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn
And the sawdust king spits out his scorn
Wonder women you can draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind
I'm Rael!
Something inside me has just begun
Lord knows what I have done
And the lamb lies down on Broadway
On Broadway ...
They say the lights are always bright on Broadway
They say there's always magic in the air
				

[Verse 1]
There's something solid forming in the air
And the wall of death is lowered in Times Square
No one seems to care
They carry on as if nothing was there
The wind is blowing harder now
Blowing dust into my eyes
The dust settles on my skin
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway

Echoes of The Broadway Everglades
With their mythical madonnas still walking in their shades:
Lenny Bruce declares a truce and plays his other hand
Marshall McLuhan, casual viewing, head buried in the sand
Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ships sailing
Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing

Ku Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays In the Mood
The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand
There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
Caryl Chessman sniffs the air, and leads the parade
He knows, in a scent, you can bottle what you made

There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes
Smiling at the Majorette, smoking Winston cigarettes
And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
With needles
Needles and pins
				

[Instrumental]

Echoes of the Broadway Everglades
With our mythical Madonnas still walking in their shades
Lenny Bruce declares a truce, and plays his other hand
Marshall McLuhan casual viewing, head buried in the sand
Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing
Groucho with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing

Ku Klux Klan serving hot soul food, and the band plays "In the Mood"
A cheerleader waves her cyanide wand, there's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade
He knows, in a scent, you can bottle all you made

There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes
Smiling at the majorettes and smoking Winston cigarettes
And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home
With needles, needles and pins
				

[Verse 1]
Wrapped up in some powdered wool
I guess I'm losing touch
Don't tell me this is dying
Cause I ain't changed that much
The only sound is water drops
I wonder where the hell I am
Some kind of jam?

Cuckoo cocoon, have I come to, too soon for you?

[Verse 2]
There's nothing I can recognize; this is nowhere that I've known
With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone
And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real
But I feel good

Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?

[Verse 3]
I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked in some Brooklyn jail
Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale
No I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave
What could've saved me?

Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?
				

I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep
Sleep, deep in the deep

Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquids turn sour within
Turn fast-turn sour
Turn sweat-turn sour
Must tell myself that I'm not here
I'm drowning in a liquid fear
Bottled in a strong compression
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave
Get me out of this cave

If I keep self-control
I'll be safe in my soul
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns
My spirit just never learns

Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight
Lips are dry, throat is dry
Feel like burning, stomach churning
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of this cage
In the glare of a light
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They are netted by their strings
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings

Outside the cage I see my brother John
He turns his head so slowly round
I cry out help! before he can be gone
And he looks at me without a sound
And I shout 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek
And I watch him turn again and leave the cage
My little runaway

(Raindrops keep falling on my head, they keep falling on my...)

In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still. Pinned for kill
Chances narrow that I'll make it
In the cushioned straight-jacket
Just like 22nd Street
When they got me by my neck and feet
Pressure's building, can't take any more
My headaches charge, my earaches roar
In this pain
Get me out of this pain
If I could change to liquid
I could fill the cracks up in the rock
But I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck
But outside John disappears and my cage dissolves
And without any reason my body revolves

Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Turning around
Just spinning around
				

"It's the last great adventure left to mankind"
Screams a drooping lady
Offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices
And as the notes and coins are taken out
I'm taken in, to the factory floor

For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
All ready to use
The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
I just need a fuse

Got people stocked in every shade
They must be doing well with trade
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality
That evens out their personality
With profit potential marked by a sign
I can recognise some in the production line
No bite at all in labour bondage
Just wrinkled wrappers on human bandage

The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
I just need a fuse

The hall runs like clockwork
Their hands mark out the time
Empty in their fullness
Like a frozen pantomime
Everyone's a sales representative
Wearing slogans in their shrine
Dishing out failsafe superlatives
Brother John is No. 9
For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
I just need a fuse

And the decor on the ceiling
Has planned out their future day
I see no sign of free will
So I guess I'll have to pay
Pay my way
For the Grand Parade
For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
All ready to use
The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
I just need a fuse
				

I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City, you're home

So you think I'm a tough kid, is that what you heard?
Well, I like to see some action and it gets into my blood
They call me the trail blazer, Rael electric razor
I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain

'Cos we're only as strong
Yes we're only as strong
As the weakest link in the chain

Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me
If you know what I mean, what I mean

You say, I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit
But I know it's me that's hitting out, and I'm, I'm not full of shit
I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong
This is your mess, I'm stuck in, I really don't belong

When I take out my bottle filled up high with gasoline
You can tell by the night fires
Where Rael has been, has been

As I cuddled the porcupine
He said, I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
Off we go, off we go, off we go, off we go

You're sitting in your comfort, you don't believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash
But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash

And I've tasted all the strongest meats
And laid them down on colored sheets
Laid them down on colored sheets

Who needs illusion of love and affection
When you're out walking in the streets
With your mainline connection, connection

As I cuddle the porcupine
He said, I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape
No time
				

[Instrumental]
				

I'm counting out time
Got the whole thing down by numbers
All those numbers!
Give me guidance!
O Lord I need that now

The day of judgement's come
And you can bet that I've been resting
For this testing
Digesting every word the experts say
Erogenous zones I love you
Without you, what would a poor boy do?

Found a girl I wanted to date
Thought I'd better get it straight
Went to buy a book before it's too late
Don't leave nothing to fate
I studied every line, every page in the book
Now, I've got the real thing here, I'm gonna take a look, take a look

(This is it Rael)

I'm counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it
'cos I understand it. Look! I've found the hotspots, Figures 1-9
Still counting out time, got my finger on the button
Don't say nuttin - just lie there still
And I'll get you turned on just fine
Erogenous zones I love you
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Touch and go with 1-6
Bit of trouble in zone No. 7
Gotta remember all of my tricks
There's heaven ahead in No. 11
Getting crucial responses, dilation of the pupils
Honey get hip! It's time to unzip, to unzip, zip, zip-a-zip-a-zip
Whoopee!
(Take it away Mr. Guitar)
(Move over Casanova)

I'm counting out time, reaction none to happy
Please don't slap me
I'm a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail
I'm counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my mistress
I'll get my money back from the bookstore right away
Erogenous zones I question you
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, mankind handkinds through the blues
				

[Verse 1]
There is lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries
Into flame to be destroyed
Imaginary creatures
Are trapped in birth on celluloid

The fleas cling to the golden fleece
Hoping they'll find peace
Each thought and gesture
Are caught in celluloid
There's no hiding in my memory
There's no room to avoid

[Verse 2]
The crawlers cover the floor
In the red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people
They've more lifeblood than before
They're moving in time
To a heavy wooden door
Where the needle's eye is winking
Closing in on the poor
[Refrain]
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out"

[Verse 3]
There's only one direction in the faces that I see;
It's upward to the ceiling, where the chamber's said to be
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free

[Refrain]
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out"

[Verse 4]
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright
Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight

[Refrain]
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out"
[Verse 5]
The porcelain mannequin with shattered skin fears attack
The eager pack lift up their pitchers, they carry all they lack
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack
And the tickler takes his stickleback

[Refrain]
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out"

[Outro]
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out"

The carpet crawlers heed their callers
"We've got to get in to get out"
				

At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people
Running around to all the doors
They try to find, find themselves an audience
Their deductions need applause

The rich man stands in front of me
The poor man behind my back
They believe they can control the game
But the juggler holds another pack

I need someone to believe in, someone to trust
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust

I'd rather trust a countryman than a town man
You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can
He'll smile through his guard
Survival trains hard
I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands
He looks at you once, you know he understands
Don't need any shield
When you're out in the field

But down here
I'm so alone with my fear
With everything that I hear
And every single door, that I've walked through
Brings me back, back here again
I've got to find my own way
The priest and the magician
Singing all the chants that they have ever heard
And they're all calling out my name
Even academics, searching printed word

My father to the left of me
My mother to the right
Like everyone else they're pointing
But nowhere feels quite right

And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust

I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found
There's no need to sell if you're homeward bound
If I choose a side
He won't take me for a ride

Back inside
This chamber of so many doors;
I've nowhere, nowhere to hide
I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me
Find a door
That doesn't lead me back again
Take me away
				

The chamber was in confusion
All the voices shouting loud
I could only just hear a voice quite near say
"Please help me through the crowd"

Said if I helped her through she could help me too
But I could see that she was wholly blind
From her pale face and her pale skin
A moonlight shined

Lilywhite Lilith
She gonna take you through the tunnel of night
Lilywhite Lilith
She gonna lead you right

When I'd led her through the people
The angry noise began to grow
She said, "Let me feel the way the breezes blow
And I'll show you where to go"

So I followed her into a big round cave
She said, "They're coming for you, now don't be afraid"
Then she sat me down on a cold stone throne
Carved in jade

Lilywhite Lilith
She gonna take you through the tunnel of night
Lilywhite Lilith
She gonna lead you right
She leaves me in my darkness
I have to face, face my fear
And the darkness closes in on me
I can hear a whirring sound growing near

I can see the corner of the tunnel
Lit up by whatever's coming here
Two golden globes float into the room
And a blaze of white light fills the air
				

[Instrumental]
				

All the pumping's nearly over for my sweet heart
This is the one for me
Time to meet the chef
Oh boy, the running man is out of death
Feel cold and old, it's getting hard to catch my breath

It's back to ash
Now, you've had your flash boy
The rocks, in time compress
Your blood to oil
Your flesh to coal
Enrich the soil
Not everybody's goal

Anyway, they say she comes on a pale horse
But I'm sure I hear a train
Oh boy, I don't even feel no pain
I guess I must be driving myself insane
Damn it all

Does earth plug a hole in heaven
Or heaven plug a hole in earth
How wonderful to be so profound
When everything you are is dying underground

I feel the pull on the rope, let me off at the rainbow
I could have been exploding in space
Different orbits for my bones
Not me, just quietly buried in stones
Keep the deadline open with my maker
See me stretch; for God's elastic acre
The doorbell rings and it's
"Good morning Rael
So sorry you had to wait
It won't be long, yeah
She's very rarely late"
				

Here comes the supernatural anaesthetist
If he wants you to snuff it
All he has to do is puff it
He's such a fine dancer
				

[A1]
The scent grows richer; he knows he must be near
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier
Each step he takes, the perfumes change
From familiar fragrance to flavours strange
A magnificent chamber meets his eye

[A2]
Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist
Stepping in the moist silence
With a warm breeze he's gently kissed
Thinking he is quite alone
He enters the room as if it were his own
But ripples on the sweet pink water reveal some company unthought of

[B1]
Rael stands astonished doubting his sight
Struck by beauty, gripped in fright
Three vermilion snakes of female face
The smallest motion, filled with grace

[C1]
Muted melodies fill the echoing hall
But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call
"Rael, welcome! We are the Lamia of the pool
We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool”
[Synthesizer interlude]

[A3]
Putting fear beside him
He trusts in beauty blind
He slips into the nectar
Leaving his shredded clothes behind

With their tongues, they test-taste and judge
All that is mine
They move in a series of caresses that glide up and down my spine

[A4]
As they nibble the fruit of my flesh
I feel no pain
Only a magic that a name would stain

With the first drop of my blood in their veins
Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains
The fairest cries, “We all have loved you, Rael"

[B2]
Each empty snake-like body floats
Silent sorrow in empty boats
A sickly sourness fills the room
The bitter harvest of a dying bloom
[C2]
Looking for motion I know I will not find
I stroke the curls now turning pale in which I'd lain entwined

Oh lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food
It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my chocolate fingers

[Longer synthesizer interlude]

[Outro]
Looking behind me
The water turns icy-blue
The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you

[Guitar solo]
				

[Instrumental]
				

[1 - The Arrival]
Bubbity-bup

I wandered lonely as a cloud
Till I came upon this dirty street
I've never seen a stranger crowd
Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet

Continually pacing
With nonchalant embracing
Each orifice disgracing
One facing me moves to say "Hellay"

His skin's all covered in slimy lumps
With lips that slide across each chin
His twisted limbs like rubber stumps
Are waved in welcome, say "Please join in"

My grip must be flipping
'Cos his handshake keeps slipping
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on smiling all the time

'We, like you, have tasted love
Don't be alarmed at what you see
You yourself are just the same
As what you see in me'
'Me? Like you? Like that?'
'You better watch it, son
Your sentence has only just begun
You better run and join your brother John'

[2 - A Visit to the Doktor]
'You're in the colony of Slippermen
There's no who? Why? What? Or when?
You get out if you've got the gripe
To see Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper
He'll whip off your windscreen wiper'

John and I are able
To face the Doktor and his marble table
He said, "Understand Rael, that's the end of your tail"
'Don't delay, dock the dick'
I watch his countdown timer tick

[3 - The Raven]
He places the number into a tube
It's a yellow plastic 'Shoobedoobe'
It says, "Though your fingers may tickle
You'll be safe in our pickle"
Suddenly, black cloud come down from the sky
It's a super sized black bird that sure can fly
The raven brings on darkness and night
He flies right down, gives me one hell of a fright
He take the tube right out of my hands
Man, I got to find out where that black bird lands

'Look here John, I got to run
I need you now, you going to come?'
He says to me, "Now can't you see
Where the raven flies there's jeopardy

"We've been cured on the couch
Now you're sick with your grouch
I'll not risk my honey pouch
Which my slouch will wear slung very low"

He walks away and leaves me once again
Even though I never learn
I'd hoped he'd show just some concern

Some concern, oh-oh
Some concern

I'm in the agony of slipper pain
I pray my undercarriage will sustain
The chase is on, the pace is hot
But I'm running so very hard with everything that I've got
He leads me down an underpass
Though it narrows, he still flies very fast
When the tunnel stops
Catch sight of the tube, just as it drops

I'm on top of a bank too steep to climb
I see it hit the water just in time

To watch it float away
Watch it float away
Watch it float away
Ache
Make
Lake
Slake
Wake
Snake
				

[Instrumental]
				

As he walks along the gorge's edge
He meets a sense of yesteryear
A window in the bank above his head
Reveals his home amidst the streets

Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint
The smell of acid on his gun of paint
As it carves out anger in a blood-red band
Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand
My home

Is this the way out from the endless scene?
Or just an entrance to another dream?
And the light dies down on Broadway

But as the skylight beckons him to leave
He hears a scream from far below
Within the raging water, writhes the form
Of brother John, he cries for help

The gate is fading now, but open wide
But John is drowning, I must decide
Between the freedom I had in the rat-race
Or to stay forever in this forsaken place
Hey John!!
He makes for the river and the gate is gone
Back to the void where it came from
And the light dies down on Broadway
				

Struggling down the slope
There's not much hope
I begin to try to ride the scree
But the rocks are tumbling all around me

If I want John alive
I've got to ditch my fear, take a dive
While I've still got my drive to survive

(Evel Knievel you got nothing on me)

Here I go!
				

Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight
It's only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight

In the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound

Striking out to reach you
I can't get through to the other side
When you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride

Taken down, taken down by the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed, my fire is burning low
Catching hold of a rock that's firm, I'm waiting for John to be carried past
We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast

And when the waters slow down, the dark and the deep
Have no one, no one, no one, no one, no one left to keep
Hang on John, we're out of this at last
Something's changed, that's not your face, it's mine
It's mine!
				

When it's cold, it come slow
It is warm, just watch it grow
All around me
It is here, it is now

Just a little bit of it, can bring you up or down
Like the supper, it is cooking in your hometown
It is chicken, it is eggs
It is in between your legs
It is walking on the moon
Leaving your cocoon

It is the jigsaw, it is purple haze
It never stays in one place, but it's not a passing phase
It is in the single's bar, in the distance of the face
It is in between the cages, it is always in a space
It is here, it is now

Any rock can be made to roll
If you've enough of it to pay the toll
It has no home in words or goal
Not even in your favourite hole
It is the hope for the dope
When you ride the horse without a hoof
It is shaken, not stirred;
Cocktails on the roof
When you eat right fruit you see everything alive
It is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive
If you think that it's pretentious, you've been taken for a ride
Look across the mirror sonny, before you choose decide
It is here, it is now

It is real
It is Rael

'Cos it's only knock and know all, but I like it