Alien

by Paul Smith

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A collection of 8 songs recorded in 1995. The multi-track masters were lost a long, long time ago so these are all re-mastered from the stereo masters. Everything is left in, mistakes, mixing errors the lot. This is warts and all and reflects very well where I was in 1995.

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released October 3, 2013

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Track Name: Alien
I’d like to start by saying that I’m real,
I’d like to tell you that I’m just like you.
But I’m not, you see.
I’m an alien.
I don’t know where I come from
‘Cause I don’t know where I’ve been.
I don’t know where I’m looking
‘Cause I don’t know what I’ve seen.
Because you see,
I’m an alien.

I’ve been and gone and found out that I’m an alien,
I didn’t want to know the secret isolation.
Dreams haunt me now that I know that I’m an alien,
You can’t escape from who you are.

You can’t escape from who you are.
With masks, or fashion, or television.
Just voices, bad voices.
Weird voices in my head.

Just voices, bad voices.
Weird voices in my head.

I’ve been and gone and found out that I’m an alien,
I didn’t want to know the secret isolation.
Dreams haunt me now that I know that I’m an alien,
You can’t escape from who you are.

My head spins around and around.
Everything is alien, everything is false.
What I took for my home
Is just a catacomb of my own humanity.
You can’t escape from who you are,
I can’t escape from where I am.
‘Cause you see, I’m an alien.
Don’t you see, I’m an alien.
Can’t you see? That I’m an alien.
Don’t you see, that I’m an alien.
Can’t you see? That I’m an alien.
Track Name: Dumb Blonde
So I’m a dumb blonde.
So what have I done wrong?
You need to excuse me,
My appearance precedes me.
So I got long hair
And you can’t decide where,
My market lies.
You got the money so you decide.

You say what’s signed and what is not.
You tell me what I have
And what I haven’t got,
Because I’m a dumb blonde.
You talk down to me ‘cause you think you can
You feed me lies to keep me where you want me
To remain, to remain, to remain, to remain.

You want to mould me.
You have great plans.
‘Cause I’m a dumb blonde not paid to think
Sales and product are all that counts.
Making it easier for you to screw
Every artist that comes to you.
Yeah.

You say what’s ‘in’ and what will sell,
You want money and control.
The mastermind, the missing link.
The fucked up way you deal with people.
All you say and all you do
Is spewed out with your point of view.
That we’re all dumb and you’re the one
That holds my future in your palm.
In your palm, in your palm, in your palm, in your palm.

I can see you.
I’m coming for you.
I will get you.
‘Cause you don’t see me.

Dumb blonde, no threat, no brains.
My market, my skill, my choice.
Your image, my words, your voice.
This dumb blonde just said no.
Track Name: Blood
I know that you
Have doubts in me.
This heart of stone
It just won’t bleed.
I sincerely,
Really believe
I’m touched by God,
That makes me want it...

Blood, blood
Give it to me, give it to me.
Blood, blood
Give it to me, give it to me.

Why don’t you see
You’re killing me
Suffocating in a life stained blanket,
I don’t wanna shout about it.
I, I, I, I,
I want your life
Your blood soaked mortality
I just can’t,
I just can’t continue without your...

Give it to me. Give it to me.
Blood, blood
Give it to me, give it to me.
Blood, blood
Give it to me, give it to me.
Track Name: New Years Day
You can make it, I can break it,
I create it, you can fake it.
Something to believe when you’re tired.
Something to fight for
In a divorce pen.

Bible in one hand, cock in the other,
You want a sweet wife to replace your mother.
She can tuck you in at night
It's more than a dream.
With all the extras in between.

It’s New Years Day,
You vow to make it pay.
I constantly attract attention on a whim of intervention.
I know your game, you’re all the same.
Don’t you think its got a little bit insane.

It's New Years Day,
You resolve to make it pay.
The old has past,
You could make the future last and last and last.
If you really want to.
If you really want it.
You can make something of it.

Do you remember how to live your life?
Don’t wanna cause you no pain, Just.
Why don’t you just use your brain.

There’s a future for you,
There’s a future for me,
There’s a future for us all
On New Years Day.

You can make it, I can break it,
I create it, you can fake it.
Something to believe when you’re tired.
Something to fight for
In a divorce pen.

There’s a future for you,
There’s a future for me,
There’s a future for us all
On New Years Day.
Track Name: Tonight
Do you want me when you’re sober?
Will you stay with me tonight?
Are you frightened by the prospect
Of doing what the fuck you like.

So,
Strip me and whip me
Dress me up and beat me,
And bite me and cut me,
Be nice and be Satan.
Talk to me, stalk with me,
Eat with me bath with me.
Tie me up, and read poetry,
Tonight.

I won’t lie I want you baby,
I could die for you tonight.

I won’t let myself, you kiss me so fine.
Like this, like now, like...
Time is leaking, no control, retreating
And I got to have you,
Let me have you
Tonight.

You just can’t see it.
Don’t be so blind.
Its not about tripping.
That's all in your mind.

You’re body’s so cute,
To kiss is to trip,

So,
Strip me and whip me
Dress me up and beat me,
And bite me and cut me,
Be nice and be Satan.
Talk to me, stalk with me,
Eat with me bath with me.
Tie me up, and read poetry,
Tonight.
Track Name: God
I believe in God.
Like I believe in doGs.
He’s coming for me,
He’s gonna save me.
But he’s just an image
In some story.
Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Catholicism
Buddhism, Sadism, Extremism, Hypnotism.
It’s all the same to me.
It’s all a story to me.
God, hit it.

God is a joke.
God is a fraud.
God is a story.
To stop us getting so bored.
I believe in redemption
If you just answer one simple question.
Why?
The killing.
The wars, the threats, intimidation.
Limitations, suffocation, alienation.

Liar, fraud,
Story, of an afterthought.

There’s no fucking chorus of angels,
No virgin baring no son.
Of truth...
There’s none.