by The Celibate Rifles on album Spaceman in a Satin Suit

Spaceman Spaceman in a satin suit Spaceman Spaceman in a satin suit See how he flies Why has he come to visit us? Spaceman Spaceman Spaceman Spaceman in a satin suit Spaceman Spaceman in a satin su

by The Celibate Rifles on album Spaceman in a Satin Suit

Shakin' it down Move a little faster Shakin' it down Don't get what she's after Well here she comes Juliet of the spirits With a discount smile And a wave enthousiasm Shakin' it down Move a little f

by The Celibate Rifles on album Yizgarnnoff

We're getting older but no more wise I'm looking but I don't believe my eyes Kids with machine guns selling crack I've never seen a hearse with a luggage rack One thing baby I know is true You make it

by The Celibate Rifles on album Yizgarnnoff

Here in my Happy House our lives are plasticine The world is this exciting place where No-one's ever been And we are individuals and everything's the same No point in asking questions, there's No-one

by The Celibate Rifles on album A Mid-Stream of Consciousness

Child of mine Come what may You're in my mind as I rise to greet each day Child of mine Sunlight eyes A single white cloud in the bluest summer sky Funny thing, when I see you The best and worst of m

by The Celibate Rifles on album A Mid-Stream of Consciousness

G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her While missin' her, I realise somethin' new We've had our last conversation Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you Walkin' through town All the bustle and the madness S

by The Celibate Rifles on album A Mid-Stream of Consciousness

I shoulda been a contender I shoulda followed the rules I shoulda married the girl next door I shoulda not been a fool I shoulda paid more attention I shoulda listened in school Got to re-prioritize,

by The Celibate Rifles on album Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

As I slip down into the night Down into the darkness As the sickness enters my blood Rebellion into madness In my netherworld Fire burns brightly Netherworld My soul on fire Whispers, murmurs in the

by The Celibate Rifles on album Sofa

As I slip down into the night Down into the darkness As the sickness enters my blood Rebellion into madness In my netherworld Fire burns brightly Netherworld My soul on fire Whispers, murmurs in the

by The Celibate Rifles on album Sofa

This week, same as the last one This Week. Like every other one My life is like a summer re run Im not an indervidual I don't think for myself My dreams are manufactured by the TV on the shelf Voic

by The Celibate Rifles on album Sofa

I'm waiting for Justice for all People to rise Empires to fall The way we're going on our last days we'll see Live via satellite Jesus on TV A time of change We understand An age of peace That we be

by The Celibate Rifles on album Sofa

Viking soldier stands by the ocean Lust for death his burning ambition Killing time a blood lust occasion Brand new form of socialization Live for the moment Live 'til there's nothing left Live indes

by The Celibate Rifles on album Blind Ear

We're getting older but no more wise I'm looking but I don't believe my eyes Kids with machine guns selling crack I've never seen a hearse with a luggage rack One thing baby I know is true You make it

by The Celibate Rifles on album Blind Ear

Electra mouths are moving Rows of perfect teeth Communication mantra Now shown on Death TV Planes that fall out of the sky With soundless bodies and sightless eyes What and when and where they died S

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

I don't play the fool 'cause I'm not acting Don't know the angles, I've stopped protracting The earth is flat unless you're an astronaut This tune is vibration, if your hearing is shot And all that I

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

I'm waiting for Justice for all People to rise Empires to fall The way we're going on our last days we'll see Live via satellite Jesus on TV A time of change We understand An age of peace That we be

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

Give me something to believe in, a reason to try Teach me how to live, 'cos I know to die Opalescent eyes on my kitchen floor Took too much now, she don't have to take anymore Was she going to or comi

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

I was down on the sand, watching the swell, Board in my hand I said what the hell, Wax up my stick and I zip on my skin, I find a good spot and I jump in, The sea is the place where you can live like

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

Sick of trying to find out who I am, Sick of seeing things I don't understand, Sick and tired of Dad's homosexual jokes, I just want to be like one of the blokes Let's get married, It's the thing to

by The Celibate Rifles on album Platters du Jour

Young girl out on the town got to prove she's been around Opens her bag pulls out her cigarettes Maybe she hasn't got cancer yet Doesn't listen to the doctors advising All she hears is the advertisin