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Playin' With Fire

I could see a strange fire burning up in you
The first time I looked in your eyes
I could feel sparks fly dangerous and true
Straight through this heart of mine
Now, I ain't afraid to take the things I want
I don't believe the world is gonna change for me
So I'll take the love I need
We were riding high
Like flames against the sky
Innocent and wild, we were playin' with fire
Too hot to touch, you can't call it love
But it's close enough to be playin' with fire
We're playin' with fire
I could see a dark side scratchin' at your soul
The risk is sweet as the sin
I feel your lips as they swallow me whole
Strike like a match on my skin
And I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
I love the way I feel when you're in my mind
It ain't no crime
We were riding high
Like flames against the sky
Innocent and wild, we were playin' with fire
Too hot to touch, you can't call it love
But it's close enough to be playin' with fire
We're playin' with fire
In the long nights
We were burnin'
Caught in a wild fire
Out of control
We were riding high
Like flames against the sky
Innocent and wild, we were playin' with fire
Too hot to touch, you can't call it love
But it's close enough to be playin' with fire
We're playin' with fire
We were riding high
Like flames against the sky
Innocent and wild, we were playin' with fire
Too hot to touch, you can't call it love
But it's close enough to be playin' with fire
We're playin' with fire
 

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Crucible

Swim down into surging chaos, wrapped in deflecting orb,
Golden armour nailed from angel soul,
Safe in this crucible - surrounded by liars
Madden by the sights I see, aghast at my humanity,
Sick of my flesh, tired of my bones, safe in this crucible - haunted by mistakes
Angel dust, to keep me awake for months
Elixir of the dragon, keep me angry for years
Cauldron of lies, to keep me proud of myself
Fathoms deep I met myself in mirrors of black nothingness, pressure of all the suffering in the world, deflected by this crucible - forever paranoid
The movement of the peoples of the earth, pass me by lightning quick, all these years waste away,
My armour becomes a tomb - I make my own doom
 

Streets of gold

Now listen up
You've got a lot to learn
And if you don't learn you don't eat
But if you're tough
And always use your head
You'll feel right at home on the street
When you've got talent ev'rything is free
Watch how we do things, oooh, I guarantee

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

To live from week to week
You need technique
So you practice ev'ry day
The only rule is:
Thou shalt not get caught
Get what you can and then get away
Remember all the places you can hide
Remember we are always on your side

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

When you've got talent ev'rything is free
Watch how you do things, oooh, I guarantee

You're gonna see how the best survive
We make an art out of staying alive
If you do just as you're told
These are streets of gold
Ev'ry boulevard is a miracle mile
You'll take the town and you'll take it with style
If you play it brave and bold
These are streets of gold

My Absolution

I can't see things too clear now
I don't remember where we were
Our last stop in the shadows
I can't be too patient any longer
If it's in my will, I shall run my god down
 
What have I done, I can't remember
Waiting for the shipment, looking for the one
Wise guy who gives me wisdom
My absolution
No one can judge me
 
Why are you trying for?
Running through the wall
Always right or wrong
Why are you trying for?
Someone break the wall
Always right or wrong
 
Waiting while the life goes by
Hoping that tomorrow is just fine
But it ain't, it can't be, if you are not around
Little things that make you want
Make you want more and more
Another dream, another hell, another fall
 

02. Horsell Common and the Heat Ray

Instrumental (0:00 - 1:08)
[Narrator: Richard Burton('The Journalist')]
Next morning, a crowd gathered on the Common, hypnotised by the unscrewing of the cylinder. Two feet of shining screw projected when suddenly, the lid fell off. Two luminous disk-like eyes appeared above the rim. A huge rounded bulk, larger than a bear, rose up slowly, glistening like wet leather. Its lipless mouth quivered and slathered, and snakelike tentacles writhed as the clumsy body heaved and pulsated...
 
Instrumental (1:53 - 3:14)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
A few young men crept closer to the pit. A tall funnel rose and an invisible ray of heat leapt from man to man, and there was a bright glare as each was instantly turned to fire. Every tree and bush became a mass of flames at the touch of this savage, unearthly Heat Ray...
 
Instrumental (3:33 - 5:26)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
People clawed their way off the Common, and I ran too. I felt I was being toyed with, that when I was on the very verge of safety, this mysterious death would leap after me and strike me down. At last I reached Maybury Hill, and in the dim coolness of my home, I wrote an account for my newspaper before I sank into a restless, haunted sleep...
 
Instrumental (5:48 - 6:46)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
I awoke to alien sounds of hammering from the pit, and hurried to the railway station to buy the paper. Around me, the daily routine of life; working, eating, sleeping, was continuing serenely as it had for countless years. On Horsell Common, the Martians continued hammering and stirring, indefatigable, at work on the machines they were making. Now and again a light like the beam of a warship's searchlight swept the Common, and the Heat Ray was ready to follow...
 
Instrumental (7:36 - 9:51)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
In the afternoon, a company of soldiers came through and deployed along the edge of the Common, to form a cordon. That evening, there was a violent crash, and I realised with horror that my home was now in range of the Martian's Heat Ray. At dawn, a falling star with a trail of green mist, landed with a flash like summer lightning. This was the second cylinder...
 
Instrumental (10:40 - 11:35)