Teenage Jesus and the Jerks: Wake up dreaming: My eyes are gript, my fists are clenched My brain is open, my mouth rips I woke up dreaming, you are my vision I want to touch you, my fingers shiver Across the room, under the covers, open the blankets You're my wound... My wrists are split... My elbows twisted... My shoulders bent... My knees arthritic... I woke up bleeding... You are my razor... I want to touch you... My fingers shiver... Across the window... Under the curtain... Break the glass... Feel the pain... My guts in knots, I convulse I fall on the floor I search for pulse I woke up heaving, you are submission I want to touch you, my fingers shiver Across the street, under the pavement Open the concrete, you're the heat Lydia Lunch: Mechanical Flattery: My wrists made of satin Don't be afraid of what's gonna happen Elbows to ankles my fists out of place I turn around backwards and off slides my face Shattered Dissolving my skin My torso melts it flows out my shins Open so open a circular mark The cut on my forehead it glows in the dark Ran away, dark, dank, stank, moss creeps Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear For I'd run, I run from the night I say so sad, so dead and mad An angry die hard tears from mad My veins in pain They torch my mouth the saint Ran away dark dank stank moss it creeps Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear I run from the night... I run from the night... I run from the night... Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear I run from the dark... I run from the dark... I run from the dark... I run from the dark... I run from the dark... I run from the dark...
@@slang_king thanks , he has that Gill sound to perfection. The entire band sounds good ,is that Sara Lee on bass and Hugo on drums or new members as well?
Thanks for uploading. Remember listening to this in South Africa on John Peel's BBC World Service program in the early 90s. JP introduced it as "what they dig out of your wheatfields." I already liked the Clean and the Chills. But Iove Bailter Space. Fortunately, I picked up a lot of their stuff through Rough Trade in London.
