The Boy Who Lied The boy who lied will paint such scenes. The setting’s lit his sins redeemed The boy who lied is wreathed in gold. He’s broken still, and growing old. The boy who really should not be, offends the land, affronts the sea. These facts that cannot be suppressed, the consequences - never blessed And on those flat-land-windswept-shores, a boy was born into the fall The Earth on fire, the thunder’s cracked. The giants cry, “God, take him back!” Never wished for, never planned, the boy a scar upon the land And through the giants of the plane, the boy he runs to hide his shame The boy who lied The boy who lied In aching fields and empty skies, we see him now , the boy who lies The tales he told, embellished still, with eyes shut tight he holds his will The worlds he spins, the words, the power. You lose yourself across the hours And in this place his hand is strong. There’s nowhere else he can belong And in this place he sings his song, the boy who always must be wrong The hollow places lined and filled. The mayflies buzz, the wires trill And in such prisons made divine, the boy will while away the time And in such dreams he may belong. And in this place the boy is one The boy is one The boy is one The boy is one The boy is one

Freaks! We’ll I’ve always been a freak Awkward Never fitting in with the crowd. Just, different. Different, somehow Well the freaks are here together And they’re here right now And we all stand together And we’ll make it somehow Yeah the freaks are here already And we’re feeling so proud And we’re ready for business And we’l never bow down You’re loosing it You’re loosing it You’re loosing it You’re loosing it Well the strange ones are coming And they’re with us right now And we all walk together And we’re taking this town. And the Freaks are here already And we’re feeling so proud And we’re ready for business So bow down, bow down Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet? (Break) Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet? Have you got the message yet?

Better Well, it’s better, it’s better than you think, It’s got style, it’s got something to move your feet Yeah, It’s better, it’s better than you know It’s got heat it’s got sweat baby It’s got that soul I don’t care where you’re going I don’t care where you been. I don’t care what you’re knowing I don’t care what you seen (pronounced sin) You gotta dance, dance. Gotta Dance. You gotta dance, dance. Gotta Dance. We’ll it’s b better than you though possible You can sing it to the rafters, it’s got that flow Yeah, it’s as fly. It’s as fly as it can be It’s got everything the need baby you and me Yi. Yi yi. Yi yi eee yi yi yi Yi. Yi yi. Yi yi eee yi yi yi I don’t care where you’re going I don’t care where you been. I don’t care what you’re knowing I don’t care what you seen (pronounced sin) You gotta dance, dance. Gotta Dance. You gotta dance, dance. Gotta Dance. Gotta feed your soul Gotta feed your soul Gotta feed your soul Gotta feed your soul

Slowly So naive, who would think it falls to me Hold it up, let it go and then we’ll see There you go. Falling through the days once more And I would give most everything if you could just let gp Slowly Rising Slowly Rising Here we are, and everything it falls on me And I would give most anything if we could just relent Falling Slowly Falling Slowly

Persuasion Well, do you like it like that? Are you open to persuasion? Well, do you like it like that? Are you open to persuasion? And we could fly so high just cos we’re right. And we could fly so high if we close to, tonight Well do you feel it like me, are you open to description And are you groovin’ like me loving’ every second And we could fly so high, if you’d only let it happen And we could be soo wild, if you’d only let it be Ride along, ride along, ride along, ride along Well are you feeling so fly, Sliding past description And Oh my and Oh my, I’m burning my prescription And do you feel like that, when the groove comes in your body And are you feeling like that, feeling like nobody else but you ride along, ride along, ride along, ride along

Hello Mommy Set up (A little girl finds herself in the singularity having been uploaded without first being informed. She is in awe, but something niggles in her mind. Her Mommy who uploaded before her is there. Girl Hello Mommy Where are we? Is this heaven? Is this heaven? Voice of Meta (male - soft - false) Welcome to the singularity We made this for you Hope you like it Chorus of Meta Hope you like it Larger Chorus Hope you like it (getting a little distorted) Girl Hello Mommy Is this heaven? \Is this Heaven? Chorus Oops! Chorus Ooooooo Number Station Robot voice recites random numbers to 10 exactly on 8th notes as instrumentation rises (Lots of stadium guitars) The Numbers Surround us Infinite and infinitesimal Beyond us and out of our control The real, the ideal coalesce Curling off into endless interactions Until Until The wave it rises, it holds, it holds, And then it falls And here we are We Live. We Love (x4) And this is who we are Numbers codes, symbols words One thing standing for another Complexity drawn on the walls of caves In the dazzle of awakening This light This heat This sweat The sound of the sun The softness of a lover’s breath The loss of fear And time tool back from salty tears We Live we love (repeat) And in the end We are amazed And stunned Wide awake And lucky to be alive Lucky to be alive And if God exists Then This is God.

Goodbye and Good Luck And when it comes down to it I am not afraid \I am not afraid of death It’s nothing There’s nothing there Nothing to be done Nothing to be afraid of It’s just dumb And we return to the place we existed before we were born So what is there to fear? So what is there to fear And I am not afraid of life either This heat This sweat This sentience This opulence I am surrounded by love The touch The breath And time flows through me Time flows through me I feel … OK

Modular I’m just standing in the woods at the top of the hill And I’m staring through the branches - let my head become still And I go tripping g off the edge of metaphysical space And I go tripping though the hedges to a different place And I’m moving like a river, and I’m playing with the trees As the birds sing in their branches and I’m dancing with the breeze And I’m grooving like the waves falling over the reef I got style … and I’m moving with the Chi. In the right way (x4) Gotta a find myself some Gotta find some relief Let the moment take me over, let me find me some peace And I’m just standing in the woods at the top of the hill I’m alone and I’m drinking in my fill. And I’m moving like a river, and I’m playing with the trees As the birds sing in their branches and I’m dancing with the breeze And I’m grooving like the waves falling over the reef I got style … and I’m moving with the Chi In the right way (x8) We made this for you Hope you like it

Shadows (unity) (NB: from a poem my friend Tony Fowler wrote back in the 80’s) There were colours, colours everywhere Confetti and ribbons fall through thew air Sunlight on faces in a bright blue sky Voices uplifted - the ticker tape flies. A unity (x8) Movements in shadow and promises made A new day is dawning, mustn’t be late Whispers in corners, a word in your ear Smiles in the papers - the future is near Shadows are swaying where grass once grew (x4) They’re pointing the finger and taking your names A change in your status, just part of the game A light on your faces in a black dark sky Promises promised, we’re all getting high Shadows are swaying where grass once grew (x8) Tear down your structures. Abandon all care Follow your leader, and nobody cares A unity (x8)

My Angel Watches My Angel watches over me night and day because she cares She checks my purchases and stuff, vets my friends And let’s me know if my records can stay She sees right through mer to the bone And not a beat or breath escapes her gaze She hears my thoughts and then compares them to the standard norms Just to see that I’m OK And I’m OK, I’m OK, I’m OK I’m OK, I’m OK, I’m OK

Gather And the angels sing And the beat begins There’s just too many things we’re not supposed to talk about Too many thinks we’re supposed to swallow whole Never ask the questions Just fall down those rabbit holes New dig down to awkward truth, ask for evidence, cry lack of proof So I remain aloof Cost it’’s just too political It’s just too political Shall I keep it all rhetorical, keep it abstract, feed the disconnect Just be polite, turn off the light Try not to spark against the dark Man, that’s pretty stark But it’s just too political I might offend some people, maybe lose a Facebook friend, spoil the party But in the end Silence is the masters friend, not yours Cos it’s scare out there if you dare to look It’ll make you shiver till your soul is shook But it’s an axiom in my very own book You turn away your face and your goose is cooked Man you been took Take another look Cos we’re in trouble We’re in trouble Cos we’re living in a bubble Cos we’re living in the rubble of reality Or at least something that used to be, or used to seam real And now that everything is falling apart Too many people carry broken hearts And in the emptiness we witness so much distress So many futures that are growing less Well, did we fail the test? All the business that’s been going down The broken promises, the empty towns The cruelty, the theft, the power the wealth The hurt that grows with every breath Damage rains from gleaming towers As my taste for the system …sours And there’s a pressure in my chest And there’s a pressure in my chest And it’s time to go And don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow The broken sleep, the broken dreams The broken lives, the get rich schemes The beat of truth is buried deep Beneath the weight of empty memes Or so it seems It Tesla’s dreams The planet screams So how do I talk about The monstering of people who just try to make it better By shouting out a warning, or maybe writing us a letter When standing up in protest is now become a crime And speaking out too loudly will see you doing time Politicians doing lines? Hell, that’s no crime Party fines? These are strange, strange times These are strange, strange times (x2) And it’s timer to go And don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow Don’t you be too slow So Mr Hyek says to Ayn Rand, “This isn’t going the way we planned, And it’s time to go”.

Hello Back Again Good to see you How ya been It's been a while Come on in Take a seat Let's begin ... And stretch yourself out (x8) Cos this time it's different Yeah, this time we're strong And we all stand together And do what ever must be done And we hold each other warm Out there on the sands And we built this pace together With our hearts and with out hands So, stretch yourself ou (x4) Cos this time we're fearless (oh, yeah) This time we're fearless (oh Yeah) RPT And we know of our value And we will not be tamed So walk away with your judgement \For we will not be ashamed Cos this time we're fearless (oh yeah) RPT x 4 Vocal ad lip Stretch yourself out (x 8)