Invitation To The Feast

LYRICS FROM ‘INVITATION TO THE FEAST’ LP
Written by Duncan Fleming © War Against Sleep / Twist & Shout Music 2005

CHANGING OF THE SEASONS

The humming heart. The honeybee. The ancient monkey-puzzle tree. The birthing of the baby lamb. The breaking down of what I am. And the changing of the seasons they remind me of the reasons why I left you. The invitation to the feast. The inclination of the
beast. The padding sounds of little feet. The tearing out of baby meat. And the changing of the seasons they remind me of the reasons why I left you. You. The frigid bride. The winter’s groom. The waning and dilating moon. The bitter end. The frosting eye of everything that’s come to die. And the changing of the seasons they remind me of the reasons why I left you. You.

STAR / BORDERLINE PERSONALITY

I can turn you back into a star if you really wanna go that far. I’ll turn you back into a star if you really wanna go that far.

All the girls together going to the bathroom. I wonder what they’re doing – I hope they’re coming back soon. You know you’re gonna get exactly what you ask for. Rip out your soul and throw it on the dancefloor. You may be a borderline personality but that don’t make you part of my reality baby. You can scrape the stars of my electric guitars. Slander my name in the celebrity bars. You’re hanging with a deep down crowd – don’t you know I’d rather go to bingo than to the Groucho. You may be a borderline personality but that don’t make you part of my reality baby. I don’t like your pretty face and I don’t like your commonplace and I don’t like the way I feel in the morning. You may be a disco dolly after midnight but underneath the strip-light you ain’t very nice. Punishing your body you dirty little sinner. Watching your reflection getting thinner and thinner. You may be a borderline personality but that don’t make you part of my reality baby. I don’t like your pretty face and I don’t like your commonplace and I don’t like the way I feel in the morning.

DAMAGED WOMAN

I can tell from your make-up yeh I can tell from your make-up you are a damaged woman damaged woman. Smoking on your cigarette yeh smoking on your cigarette you are a damaged woman a damaged woman. Damaged woman damaged woman. Gonna get you in my bedroom. Gonna get you maybe real soon. Damaged woman damaged woman. Gonna get you in a make-up gonna get you in make up. Damaged Woman damaged woman. For every convoluted thinker, for every solitary drinker there is a damaged woman damaged woman. For every comfort eater, for every woman beater there is a damaged woman damaged woman.

PUPPIES AND KITTENS

Puppies and kittens and horses and flowers look good on my wall – so silent and small. But at night-time the animals fight and they eat up each other and brawl – they ain’t no good at all. Daddy say’s lately that I am a daydream. I stay in my room. I’m too old too soon. How do I know that you love me when you are a grown up and I am only a child? Puppies and kittens and horses and flowers look good on my wall, so silent and small. But at night-time the animals fight and they eat up each other and brawl – they ain’t no good at all. Daddy say’s lately that I am a daydream. I stay in my room. I’m too old too soon. And you say that it’s our little secret that there’ll be no regret or shame so kiss me again. Kiss me again. Kiss me again. Kiss me again.

I, SHADOW

They say that the plague kills the one’s who cannot see but the carriers don’t seem that blind to me. Some might say it signifies the end just like a broken bone that will not mend. You know I’ve seen those creatures on parade. You know I’ve seen those creatures have no shame. they run around they ride out in the night cos they all know it’s gonna be alright. And I shallow shadow fly out of my ego and into the morning sky. the innocent that drink their savior’s tears. Been swallowing his lies down through the years. The evil one weaves his tangled web. Their little lives are hanging by a thread. So run to him and let yourself be healed. Run to him and all will be revealed. I can see no future in this town. It’s not long now till the place comes tumbling down. And I shallow shadow fly out of my ego and into the morning sky. Out of my ego and into the morning sky.

TELETEXT NIGHTS

Wasting my life away. Teletext nights Teletext days. What do you want me to say? What d you want me to say? I’m giving up giving in. Living this life of sin. And dreaming my cares away for Teletext nights Teletext days. The secrets inside my soul. The video remote control. The staying up late at night. You know that it’s gonna be alright. Your secrets are safe with me. Whatever you want me to be. I’m wasting my life away for Teletext nights Teletext days. There’s lots of things I’m gonna do when I am well.

DOLHPINLAND

The dolphins are all clicking and they’re squeaking their vibrations to the middle of your soul. The ocean blackens dark foundations. The dolphins are so beautiful so peaceful and so tender they almost let you slip away from all that you remember. You’re living in Dolphinland. You’re living in Dolphinland. They’re spinning in a circle and the circle drags you inward. You dive into the memories of all that you held sacred. The silver heart star sentinels they draw you to the centre. You’re screaming out your heartache from the pain of your surrender. You’re living in Dolphinland. You’re living in Dolphinland. You haven’t got a lover but that really doesn’t matter cos you’re going to the places where the dolphins are gonna scatter the things that you held sacred like your lifeline to your daughter. The firmament is spiraling you down into the water. You’re living in Dolphinland. You’re living in Dolphinland.

BEDMINSTER PARADE

Bedminster parade – the lights and the arcade are sparkling and new for me and for you. I stopped in a doorway to count up the money I kept in my coat – not a single note. And I started to feel the familiar sensation of my spirits undone – like father like son. Nobody watched when I picked up the cigarette dimps of the floor. I leaned against the door. On Bedminster Parade I waited for you in the rain. I rolled up a fat smoke with liquorice papers and set it alight. I breathed in the night. My head was all spinning and my ears were ringing as I walked down the road to my sweet abode. And I stumbled into a young maiden with pretty things tattooed on her arms. I meant her no harm. Now I don’t know where I am going but it is exciting and real – All this love I feel. On Bedminster Parade I waited for you in the rain.

SONG OF SONGS

Let me kiss you with kisses on the mouth for our love is more delightful than wine. Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfume. Your fragrance like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you and delight in the love that you bring. And harnessed to the chariot of the pharaoh I liken you to the Sphinx. I gather up your incense with spice. Eat your honeycomb and wine. I have come to be in your garden. My sister my wife. Come with me to the mountains of myrrh to the valleys of incense. Come blow north winds and blow south winds so the fragrance may be censed. You face is beautiful with angels. Your neck with a string of jewels. I will make you earrings of gold studded with silver. Oh your breasts are like clusters of the vine becoming perfect wine. Turn your eyes away from me. They overwhelm me with light. Overwhelm me with light.

MAY I HARM NONE

Many beauties must have died before my eyes were opened wide. May I harm none. Many centuries I roamed far away from hearth and home. May I harm none. All your milk of humankind to me was poisonous and I. May I harm none. Became an enemy of life with my silver bladed knife. May I harm none. I’ll be sad and I’ll be lonely for one more second only. If these feelings are true I’ll soon be loving you. I’ll be sad and I’ll be lonely for one more second only. If these feelings are true I’ll soon be loving you. There will be dancing and singing in the courtyards a celebration of life when the king of the very high places reunites with his beautiful wife. In the twinkling of an eye I heard a trumpet in the sky. May I harm none. And the night lit up your name in fiercing thunderbolts and flames. May I harm none. On my belly I confessed to every pinprick and caress. May I harm none. And the bodies I concealed were resurrected and revealed. May I harm none. I’ll be sad and I’ll be lonely for one more second only. If these feelings are true I’ll soon be loving you. I’ll be sad and I’ll be lonely for one more second only. If these feelings are true I’ll soon be reunited with you. There is nothing else that I can do. When the waters from the queen’s womb spill disorder. Then the king will hold her hand through the night. There’ll be rumours in the palace of a daughter. A rare and unforgettable sight. Can you see them in the mountains? Can you hear them in the valley? I can see them in the mountains! I can hear them in the valley!

SUFFERING

The taste of life disappears. The flavour of all the years. Breath is flying away. Life is ending today. No more suffering. No more suffering only love. Through lives you don’t understand. The mysteries of this land. The colours fade into grey. Life is ending today. No more suffering. No more suffering only love.

 

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