I Want Out
I've got to feel your heart beat next to my
Blackacidevil, all my own
Do you want to look inside my soul
Blackacidevil, all my own
I've got to feel your heart beat next to my
Blackacidevil, all my own
Do you want to look inside my soul
Inside my soul
Inside my soul
Inside my soul
Blackacidevil, darkness bound
Do you want to play with me
Your blood runs cold
You have no soul
Your veins will burn
Your hunger grows
Your brain shuts down, darkness crown
Do you want to look inside my
Blackacidevil, all my o
Fairweather Friend
Words and music: Garland Jeffreys
Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road Board boy, board boy, what have you been told
Do you wear your jeans of blue?
Oh that way is paved with gold
Board boy, board boy what have you been sold
Yes boy, no boy, you don't have to use your head
It's alright boy, you can use your feet instead
You don't have to worry about the French emissary
You don't have to dread
Board boy, board boy, just listen to what I have said
You can ask my poor old fairweather friend
If the hills are hard to find
If the misty mountain tops of May
That'll make us change their minds.
Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road
Board boy, board boy, what have you been told.
You can smell the means by which your secret signs do unfold
Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road.