I Feel Alive
I Kissed PILATO's Hands
and touched the Nails in JESUS' ones
Making the Favourite JEWELS
of my WIFE with His collapsed EYES
In the Pure Waters of BAPTISM,
I have baths of Iconoclast Youth
On the Humilated Cross of CHRIST,
I hang on the Ghosts of MORAL Slaveries
Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's foundations
Rise-up on Earth ENTRAILS
Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's columns
Are full of Reptiles drenched with WASTED prayers
My Flight is now NOCTURNE, Unsoiled by Celestial TRINITIES
Your Beloved GOD, my once UNREQUESTED Shelter
and touched the Nails in JESUS' ones
Making the Favourite JEWELS
of my WIFE with His collapsed EYES
In the Pure Waters of BAPTISM,
I have baths of Iconoclast Youth
On the Humilated Cross of CHRIST,
I hang on the Ghosts of MORAL Slaveries
Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's foundations
Rise-up on Earth ENTRAILS
Two Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN's columns
Are full of Reptiles drenched with WASTED prayers
My Flight is now NOCTURNE, Unsoiled by Celestial TRINITIES
Your Beloved GOD, my once UNREQUESTED Shelter
Three And Nine
(Ferry/Mackay)
You might remember
How it used to be
3 and 9 could show you
Any fantasy
Parti-coloured pictures
Now and then 3D
No cheap nostalgia
Conjured up by me
Back to the old days
Close to home
Show me some new ways
I´ll carry on
Whether making out or played out
Three and nine make twelve
I´ve a dozen reasons
Lying on the shelf
B feature back rows
Filed away
No point pretending
Change is here to stay
3 and 9 to 45
Decimal romance
If you´ve warmed to centigrade
You stand a sporting chance
I´m not so special
You´re a misfit too
Why must they interfere
In everything we do?
Should we play safe now
Or go all the way?
Six and two threes now
More I cannot say