Flying North (T.Dolby)

Metal bird dip wing of fire
whose airlanes comb dark Earth
the poles are tethers we were born in
on the brink of a whole new deal
on the floor of a hotel bar
I'm staring right into the light
and I'm drawn in like a moth
and I'm flying North again...

Here come the men in suits
papers waving in the runway glare
Lincoln streaming in the chilly air of the morning
at the end of a double day
at the back of an airport lounge
I'm staring down into the cold
and I'm worn out like a cloth
and I'm flying North again tonight.

Down with the landing gear
up goes the useless prayer
the poles are tethers we were born in
now I'm back in the London night
on a bench in a launderette
I'm staring right into my face
and I'm drawn out like a plot
and I'm flying North again tonight.

Commercial Breakup (T.Dolby/T.Kerr)

Night so bright - transmission smooth
I take my head and stuff it in the tube
I find something that I can use
But there's no credit where no credit is due,
It cost me ten dollars
And in thirty seconds it's so clear
And I adhere - I'm only humanoid

Oh man - they're waving from the street again
"Hey Franzi!" they're calling up to me
"We're living, we're living through the breakup,
Commercial breakup, here it comes again."

Well just today you told me,
You told me 'bout the way it is
I walk on out and make me
A few small purchases.
What was that name you called me
What was that grin you grinned?
An expression so uncertain
That breaks a line so thin?

Now that 2-D beckons - the colour is high
It seems so ripe - don't touch the line hold

Something has dropped me in the heat again
"Hey Franzi!" they're calling up to me
"We're living, we're living through the breakup,
Commercial breakup, here it comes again.

Europa And The Pirate Twins (T.Dolby)

I was fourteen, she was twelve
Father travelled, hers as well, Europa
Down the beaches, hand in hand
Twelfth of never on the sand
Then war took her away
We swore a vow that day:

We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll stand beside you in the rain, Europa
Ta république, Europa

Nine years after, who'd I see on the cover of a magazine? Europa
Buy her singles and see all her films
Paste her pictures on my windowsill
But that's not quite the same, it isn't, is it?
Europa my old friend

We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll walk beside you in the rain, Europa
Ta république, Europa

Blew in from the hoverport, she was back in London
Pushed past the papermen, calling her name
She smiled for the cameras as a bodyguard grabbed me
Here eyes were gone forever as they drove her away

We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll walk beside you in the rain, Europa
Ta république, Europa
Down in some bar along the Seine, Europa
Oh my country, Europa
I'll walk beside you in the rain, Europa
Ta république, Europa

Weightless (T.Dolby)

Some nights he's weightless
He has to travel
His mouth is gravel
And there's an empty feeling within his heart...
Eye on the fuelguage
Westchester Thruway
That triple octane
Won't contain the empty feeling in Dolby's heart...
Same old insecurity strap him into his carseat
And a sump started leaking all over New Jersey
Gas stations everywhere -
Not one drop to fill me.

Big hunk of carrot cake
Blueberry milkshake
Fistful of coldrex
Won't fix the empty feeling in Lizzy's heart...
So she flick on the TV
Take in a movie
But all those memories
Won't erase the empty feeling from in her heart...
Then a dog woke inside her head to watch the explosion
And a pipe started leaking as she bent to the basin
Fruit juice everywhere -
Not one drop to fill me
'You could be the one' she whispered
'listen - love is all you've ever wanted
All you'll ever need.'

End of our summer
Your body weightless in condensation
My heart learned to swim
And the feeling was gone again

Windpower (T.Dolby)

Switch off the mind and let the heart decide
who you were meant to be
Flick to remote and let the body glide
there is no enemy
Etch out a future of your own design
well tailored to your needs
Then fan the flame and keep the dream alive
of a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a...

Windpower
There is no enemy
Switch of the mind and let the heart decide
We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a...

Shatter the lens and grind it into sand
one measured exposure
Scatter the seed and furrow in our land
the future is roses, roses
Switch off the mind and let the heart decide
there is no enemy
Lift up the hearts of this your only tribe
We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a...
We're a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a...

Wreck Of The Fairchild (T.Dolby)

Spanish:
WZ: Whiskey Zulu a torre, aparato en dificultades, pido permiso inmediato de aterrizaje, cambio.
WZ: Whiskey Zulu a torre, tratando de nivelar, imposible visibilidad, motor no responde, cambio!
WZ: Llamando a base, repito 15 minutos de combustible, inminente, inminente.
Tower: Base a whiskey zulu, permiso denegado, Permiso denegado, cambio y fuera...
WZ: Motor no funciona, Motor no funciona, motor 1 bajado, por favor...
Tower: Base a Whiskey Zulu, hay un aeropuerto militar, permiso denegado
WZ: Tren demasiado bajo, no creo que lo podamos soportar, no creo que lo podamos
soportar Tower: Control a Whiskey Zulu, calma, calma
WZ: Whiskey Zulu a torre ....$&%/...gk&$/&ls...radar no funciona
Repito uno, dos, tres... meg.. uno dos tres Fm megahertz, megahertz
- some fruits are sweet and some are poison -
en el nombre del padre, y del hijo y del espíritu santo, Amén...
English:
WZ: "Whiskey Zulu to Tower, aircraft in difficulty, request immediate permission to land, over!"
WZ: "Whiskey Zulu to Tower, trying to level up, zero visibility, engine not responding, over!"
WZ: "Calling Base, repeat, 15 minutes of fuel remaining, emergency, emergency!"
Tower: "Base Control to Whiskey Zulu, permission denied, permission denied, over and out."
WZ: "Engine failure, Engine failure, engine one down, please..."
Tower: "Base Control to Whiskey Zulu, the military airport... permission denied"
WZ: "Undercarriage (not altitude?!) too low, I don't think we can make it, I don't think we can make it!!"
Tower: "Control to Whiskey Zulu, slow down, slow down"
WZ: "Whiskey Zulu to Tower...$&%/...gk&$/&ls... radar not working"
Tower: "I repeat., one, two, three... meg.. 123 FM MegaHertz, MegaHertz"
Some fruit are sweet, and some are poison.
In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit...'

Airwaves (T.Dolby)

Strange how the scale forms
In tiny patterns
On my antenna
And The Five O'Clock Show, hello hello ...
Brooklyn is crawling with famous people
I turn my vehicle beneath the river, west from south

Through the airwaves-
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
I really should have seen through the airwaves

Electric fences line our new freeway
Here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave
Knee-deep in water under a pylon
How slow my heartbeat
How thin the air I'm breathing in

Through the airwaves -
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
The airwaves - the tension of the skin
The airwaves

Control has enabled the abandoned wires again
But the copper cables all rust in the acid rain
That flood the subway with elements of our corrosion
Cadled in to me, cable them to me
Cable them to me.

Be in my broadcast when this is over
Give me your shoulder
I need a place to wait for morning
No it was nothing - some car backfiring -
Please don't ask questions
I itch all over
Let me sleep.

Through the airwaves -
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
The airwaves - the tension of the skin
The airwaves I really should have seen through ...

Radio Silence (T.Dolby)

Caroline
Makes the final adjustments
In her rear-view mirror
She's nervous and tense
But she's thinking it over
With logic and sense
She'll overcome her phobia...
Oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
Carve her legend on the bow - Caroline four-five-two
When they come to call for her I will be there too...
Observe Radio Silence observe
Radio Silence observe Radio Silence
Maintain Radio Silence thoughout

...Now where can he be?
What's wrong with the parking meter? What's happening to me?
She'll burst a blood vessel if he doesn't show
She's caught up in traffic
And I am on her radio...
Oh to paint her eyes so red and her lips so blue
Raise her likeness on the mast - Caroline four-five-two
When they come to call for her, I will be there too...

She tune in till the tune suits her right
She tune in till the dial come alight
She turn the dial till the needle is in the white
Tune in tonight
Tune in tonight
Tune in tonight...
Try to think of nothing

Cloudburst At Shingle Street (T.Dolby)

We climb the cliffs
And hang from trees
Wrap the rocks and pave the beach
State of shock at flick of switch

(mindless) into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
It's been buried in the sand for years
(headlong) into the cloudburst naked
There's really no escaping it
There's gonna be a cloudburst here.

Come out of your shell
And look at the sea
It may be just as well
You stayed here with me
Private hell at turn of a key

(blindly) into the cloudburst overhead
I wanna get my face wet
It's been buried in these hands for years
(mindless) into the cloudburst naked
There's really no escaping it
There's gonna be a cloudburst here

And it's dawning on me
I've been a cork in the ocean, been bobbing in the North Sea
Then take this vest of plaster, these boots of concrete
And make them down as surplus, return to Mulberry...
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
Cloudburst at Shingle Street
When I was small I was in love in love with everything
Now there's only you

BONUS TRACKS:

One Of Our Submarines (T.Dolby)

One of our submarines is missing tonight
Seems she ran aground on manoeuvres
One of our submarines

A hungry heart to regulate their breathing
One more night, the Winter Boys are freezing in their spam tin
A Baltic moon, along the northern seaboard
And down below, the Winter Boys are waiting for the storm
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Shallow water, channel and tide
And I can trace my history down a generation to my home in one of our submarines

The red light flicker, sonar weak, air valves hissing open
Half her pressure blown away, flounder in the ocean
See the Winter Boys drinking heavy water from a stone
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Shallow water, channel and tide
Bye-bye empire, empire bye-bye
Tired illusion drown in the night
And I can trace my history down one generation to my home
in one of our submarines

One of our submarines is missing tonight, seems she ran aground on manoeuvres
One of our submarines.

She Blinded Me With Science(T.Dolby/J.Kerr)

It's poetry in motion
She turned her tender eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
But she blinded me with science
And failed me in biology

When I'm dancing close to her
I can smell the chemicals

But it's poetry in motion
And when she turned her eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
But she blinded me with science
And failed me in geometry

When she's dancing next to me
I can hear machinery

It's poetry in motion
And now she's making love to me
The spheres are in commotion
The elements in harmony
She blinded me with science
And hit me with technology

I don't believe it!
There she goes again!
She's tidied up, and I can't find anything!
All my tubes and wires
And careful notes
And antiquated notions

But it's poetry in motion
And when she turned her eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
But she blinded me with science
She blinded me with -

Urges (T.Dolby)

Early evening he get these urges
Skin tension under leatherette
A back bar somewhere in clubland
Cigarillo and the scene is set
See the bodies - now things are moving
Little twitches people can't explain
Young bodies, listen to them talking
New languagism in their veins

Same face in a new situation
The mirrorball holds mesmerised -
He look around, he's the new Clark Gable...

Urges, urges - he get these urges
He don't wanna talk about -
Heartfelt urges - he get these urges
He's not supposed to talk about
Urges, urges - these restless urges
He don't wanna talk about -
Urges, urges - can't stop the urges
Lock them out.

She's here, the heat is rising
He move slowly she's a china doll
By degrees, he'll loosen her composure -
She knows he knows she knows he knows.
One word to the man in the pulpit
She start twitching and she can't sit still
Seven inches of a black star liner ...

Try to contain the stuff that's in your body
Bit silly when your head's no good
When you're ashamed of things about your body
You keep drinking like you knew you would
In the footlight the ape in motion
Spins circles all across the floor -
Mouth the words, assume the positions
For a second we can fool them all
Girl this time it's a new sensation
It's never been this way before.
I look at you and I feel half human ...

Leipzig (T.Dolby)

Thirty-nine and you need some leeway
Soon you're eyeing the overseas page
The trains are running late as you close the garden gate
Step through your steel front doorframe
"Dinner's in the microwave, sweetie"
Leipzig is calling you Henry (on the cardboard thoroughfare)
Leipzig is calling you Jane
Leipzig is calling you Leonard (and the clouds run parallel)
Leipzig is calling you names
Cars were burning on yellow lines
Wheels turning, traffic lights change

Another misty bus-queue morning
Faces smile down from a hoarding
Stoop to the bin, drop something in
Well you'll soon feel yourself again
And every place is just the same, isn't it?
Leipzig is calling you, Benny (from the mouth of the megaphone)
Leipzig is calling you, James
Leipzig is calling you, Leonard (and other cartoon characters)
Leipzig is calling you names
Like the sound of taxi brakes
The sound of a dentist's drill
The colour of skates on ice under clingfilm
It's calling:
Leipzig is calling you names
Hear it calling
And every place is just the same isn't it?
Leipzig is calling you, Benny (from the mouth of the megaphone)
Leipzig is calling you, James
Leipzig is calling you, Leonard (and other cartoon characters)
Leipzig is calling you names

Urban Tribal (T.Dolby)

She talked to boys from the far side of town
And in a while one chose her
They paint her face, bringing gifts for her father
And shower her with roses
In the early days they used to laugh a lot
Now they don't even smile very often
And their eyes seldom meet
If they can help it...
Urban tribal
The girl don't have an answer to your call
Urban tribal
She won't feed your babies anymore
She was the last in line
ready to be taken for motherhood
Hand on Bible, distil the urban tribal
From her blood

She'll tell it all at confession tonight
One prayer for hope, one for pardon
The early moon and the glow from the power plant
Will light her way back to Harlesden

Therapy/Growth (T.Dolby)

I was dreaming
Of a life on the farm
Wife and Rover
And a pipe in my hand
I was dreaming
Of a life somewhere else
Then my girlfriend
Was waylaid at her acupuncturist's
(Do something about it.
Soon put a stop to that!)

Small town guru
There's one thing that I know
You're growing inwards.
It's a religion.

And I ain't gonna fall in line with you,
Sip the holy water
And I ain't gonna spend my time with you
If time is so important
And I ain't gonna worry over you
Lend any resistance
To the game you play
You won't find me bending over
To justify existence
By working on a weakness
And I don't want to know the secrets of the universe.

Sale Of The Century (demo) (T.Dolby)

My economist's been in touch
My commodities don't mean much
Take a look at those unit trusts
Everybody here's going bust
It's the sale of the century-get back in line
The sale of the century-these things take time
The sale of the century-you place or mine?

Take a lesson on easy terms
Take the money but don't get burned
False economy pave the way
Now we're turning a whole new page
In the sale of the century-get back in line
The sale of the century-these things take time
The sale of the century-you place or mine?

Palm grove on horizon.
Some fruit are sweet and some are poison....

The Sale of the Century!

Pedestrian Walkway (demo) (T.Dolby)

Ralf and Judy, Dawn and Jules
With the new hairdos in the latest styles
Over parks in gabardines
We pass the shops and magasins
Our scent is in the air, we move as one
on our Pedestrian Walkway.

DVD:

New Toy (T.Dolby)

Did I ask you for your love?
Did I ask you for your dedication?
I don't want, I don't want your love.
I don't want, I don't want your affection
But I've got to have the car
I need it for the weekend.
I've got to have the stereo,
And a couple of deletions
I've got to have the freezer
Put some fun back in my eating
I've got to have it all until I'm complete!

I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), to keep my head expanding
I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), nothing too demanding
Then when everything isn't roses, when everything is static
Me and my New Toy (oh ay oh), you'll find us in the attic.

You.. Sometimes you make me feel... I feel so insecure.
Sometimes you make me feel... nothing at all
And I'm sick of the TV
Well look at the news
I'm sick of the radio
But what can you do?
I'm sick of the Hoover
My mind's a vaccuum
I'm sick of it all, so what can I do?

I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), to keep my head expanding
I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), nothing too demanding
Then when everything isn't roses, you don't get any headroom.
Me and my New Toy (oh ay oh), you'll find us in the bedroom.

Jungle Line (J.Mitchell)

Rousseau walks on trumpet paths
Safaris to the heart of all that jazz
Through I-bars and girders, through wires and pipes
The mathematic circuits of the modern nights
Through huts, through Harlem, through jails and gospel pews
Through the class on Park and the trash on Vine
Through Europe and the deep deep heart of Dixie blue
Through savage progress cuts the jungle line

*In a low-cut blouse she brings the beer
Rousseau paints a jungle flower behind her ear
Those cannibals-of shuck and jive
They'll eat a working girl like her alive
With his hard-edged eye and his steady hand
He paints the cellar full of ferns and orchid vines
And he hangs a moon above a five-piece band
He hangs it up above the jungle line*

The jungle line, the jungle line
Screaming in a ritual of sound and time
Floating, drifting on the air-conditioned wind
And drooling for a taste of something smuggled in
Pretty women funneled through valves and smoke
Coy and bitchy, wild and fine
And charging elephants and chanting slaving boats
Charging, chanting down the jungle line

There's a poppy wreath on a soldier's tomb
There's a poppy snake in a dressing room
Poppy poison, poppy tourniquet
It slithers away on brass like mouthpiece spit
And metal skin and ivory birds
Go steaming up to Rousseau's vines
They go steaming up to Brooklyn Bridge
Steaming, steaming, steaming up the jungle line

[*2nd verse omitted in T.Dolby/Low Noise versions]

Samson And Delilah (K.Armstrong)

Samson was as strong as iron
And a mighty man just like a lion.
And though I try to copy him
My muscles are a waste of time.

(Hercules
Hercules
Muscles are a waste of time )

Delilah was as beautiful
As any woman in the world.
And while you make-up everyday
You're just an ordinary girl

(Salome
Salome
Just an ordinary girl.)

Samson was a strong man
You will never be like him.
Though muscle bound,
Remember this,
You're still a man without them.

New Games for ancient bodies
Trapped in their centuries
There's no time, no time, no time,
To play them.

Pain the strongest heart must bear,
Delilah had the lion's share
She took the scissors in her hand
And wound up with a better man.

O Iron Man, where's your beauty tonight then,
O Iron Man, where's your beauty tonight then.

So I don't know, why I complain,
Normality's my claim to fame,
I am so strong and beautiful,
It just depends on who I fool.

(Hercules
Hercules
Oh it just depends on who I fool.)

(c) 1980-2009 Lost Toy People, Inc.