FURNACEFACE--Miscellaneous Lyrics

All songs written and copyrighted by Furnaceface (SOCAN) except where noted.
Samples are indicated ["like this"]
File collated by Dave Watson/SHLF.
Corrected by Tom Stewart and Pat Banister (Furnaceface).

SONGS:
Nobody to Vote For [CD single]
Beg the Question [Cheez Wiz Mix] [B-side of above]
Get Myself Together [Plug! compilation CD version]
In Love With the Lie [Plug! compilation CD]
Bottled Up ["You Poison My Cup" 12"; Ottawa City Speedway compilation CD]
Sandpaper Blue (Unsafe at Any Speed) [Sandpaper Blues compilation CD]
Overcome [7" single]
The Most Beautiful Girl in the World [B-side of above]
But I'm Different Now [B-side of "Biff, Bang, Pow!" 7" single]
1984 [Inhale--Fig. 1 compilation CD]
Talk Around the World [I've Never Been to Ottawa compilation CD]
...and the Days are Short Again [I've Never Been to Ottawa compilation CD]

Nobody to Vote For

A-one, and a-two, and a-here we go again--E-L-E-C-T-I-O-N
and I'm thinking, "Great! Maybe now something will change."
but surprise, surprise, all the candidates are the same
Well, I've been holding my breath and I've been hoping for the best
but now I'll have to close my eyes when I make my X
'cause I don't see the point 'cause there's not one there to see
and if there is a difference could you point it out to me?
Will it always be a choice between the devil or his twin?
Anyway you slice it, it's never us that wins
and if there was a difference, it's long been sucked away
and the proof is in the ballot--a very sad display
A hand is shook, a promise sold, a smile in place, a story told
A day is named, a door is closed, a mask exchanged, no scam exposed

CHORUS:
and we've been screaming for years, but it falls on deaf ears
Why is it all we ever get is short-sighted power-hungry jerks?
I'm not totally against the system, I just want it to work

Slight of hand of the political practice
One turns the screws while the other distracts us
Try and spot the difference--no difference there
The doctor is sick and nobody cares
Promises, promises, rarely kept
Cream of the crap of the inept
Try and spot the difference--no difference there
The doctor is sick and nobody cares

CHORUS:
and we've been screaming for years, but it falls on deaf ears
Why is it all we ever get is narrow-minded egocentric jerks?
I'm not totally against the system, I just want it, I just want it, I just want it to work
["Government!"]
and there's still nobody to vote for
Nobody to vote for
Still nobody to vote for
and there's still nobody to vote for

We're paying for the sceptre like we paid for the crown
The price keeps going up while the qualities go down
You're talking like I'm crazy when I say the system's flawed
How can you say there's not a problem when you see who's at the top?
A hand is shook, a promise sold, a smile in place, a story told,
a day is named, a door is closed, a mask exchanged, no scam exposed

CHORUS:
And we've been screaming for years, but it falls on deaf ears
Why is it all we ever get is self-serving elitist jerks?
I'm not totally against the system, I just want it, I just want it, I just want it to work
["Government!"]
and there's still nobody to vote for
Nobody to vote for
Still nobody to vote for
and there's still nobody to vote for

Vote for
Nobody to vote for
Still nobody to vote for
and there's still nobody to vote for

Beg the Question [Cheez Wiz Mix]

[mistitled on label--actually "Beg Your Pardon"]

(Lyrics written by Crass, copyright/published/anarchy Existencil Music)

In the beginning, they said there was light, but there's not much left of it now. We're lost in the darkness, seeking sight and sound, and the answers to the what, to the where, or the how. We're talking about freedom while we're locked in a cell, dreaming of a world without war, forced to live on the boundaries of hell, just like nobody's ever thought of peace before.

What's the point of preaching peace? It's something you don't feel
What's the point of talking love? You don't think love is real
Where's the hope in hopelessness? Where's the truth in lies?
Don't hold my hand if you can't look me in the eyes
'Cause in the beginning they said there was light but someone's burnt out the fuse
and now we're all lost in the eternal night, looking for another little candle to use
Lots of little candles, isolated hope
Frail little flames in the gale
Lost little people who just can't cope just knocking, knocking their heads on the nail
What's the point of talking freedom (if you protect yourself)?
What's the point of preaching sharing (as you accumulate your wealth)?
It's so easy to be giving if the things you give ain't real
(It's so easy to lie if you ignore the things you feel)

CHORUS:
(You) Beg the question, (you) bend the truth
(You're) Bailing out the basement when there's holes in the roof

In the beginning, they said there was light but we never had the eyes to see
We didn't bitch or put up a fight
We ran just like lemmings into the sea
No one really wants to get it together
It's much easier to grab what you can
Everybody's going in hell-for-leather
building little castles in the sand
Hypocrisy, delusion, lies, pretense, deceit
Think only of yourself (and the world's at your feet)
I don't believe the things you say (You make bullshit out of truth)
The game you play's offensive (and your life's a living proof)--CHORUS

["Do people have the governments that they deserve?"]
["The temptation to tilt with the wind has been great, but I cannot do that. I will not do that."
"Having said that, however, she tilted."]

In the beginning, they said there was light but I'm tired of hearing their lies
I'm tired with deceit, gonna put up a fight
Gonna try to use my very own eyes
Gonna make my own decisions, gonna live my own life
They can keep their darkness and gloom
Hypocrisy, trickery, I've had enough
They can keep their restrictions and laws
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say ["Say what?"]
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say ["Say what?"]
and if they think different, I've got one thing to say ["Say what?"]:
Fuck off, cause I've heard it before.

Get Myself Together [Plug Version]

I got a room, I got a key
I live a life that's driving me crazy
and I got a great big hole where you used to be
and it's sad, but it's true
You don't understand me and I don't understand you
and I've been drinking but I still don't feel too good

CHORUS:
I gotta get myself together
I gotta get myself together

I wear a uniform just like you
We all wear 'em, no matter what we do
We just find slightly different gods to salute
I got a room, four walls, a single bed and I don't care at all
At least that's what I try to tell myself--CHORUS...Together, together, together

In Love With the Lie

Everybody's wanting but nobody's willing to pay the price (Who wants the truth?)
Everybody's expecting everything to just work out right (Who wants the truth?)
Everybody's believing pre-packaged lies as advertised (Who wants the truth?)
Everybody's believing 'cause everyone's in love with the lie
'Cause who wants the...?

CHORUS:
(Who wants the truth?) Can't give it away
(Who wants the truth?) Nobody
(Who wants the truth?) We're a nation of blind eyes in love with the lie

Gonna steep myself in the tabloid news (Who wants the truth?)
Gonna sit two inches from the tube (Who wants the truth?)
Gonna numb my mind, shut down my soul (Who wants the truth?)
'Cause I don't really want to know, 'cause who wants the...CHORUS

Come on in, my old friend, let's play the game, let's pretend,
Let's close our eyes and fit right in
First to turn off their mind wins--CHORUS

In love with the lie

Bottled Up

I made myself believe that I could walk a middle line
Paid for my ticket and waited patiently in line
It didn't take too long to know I didn't like the ride
But here I am still fighting on the inside

CHORUS:
Don't want to hear about your new religion
Don't want to hear the sales pitch anymore
Don't want to hear about the deal I'm missing
Shove it in someone else's door
I'm getting tired of hanging on the rack
I'm getting tired of being strung along
Gonna break out of the bubble pack
Bottled up for too long
For too long

I watched the others in front and in the back
I watched the process
Saw the product and the ad
It didn't take too long to know that I couldn't live like that
but here I am, still off track

CHORUS:
Don't want to hear about your new religion
I'm not buying it at any price
Don't want to hear about the deal I'm missing
Shove it in someone else's face
I'm getting tired...

(1st VERSE)

Bottled up for too long
For too long

Sandpaper Blue (Unsafe at Any Speed)

Straight out of the factory
Out of the lot and into the street
Deaf with delight and dumb as cane
You make mistakes, I did the same
Like driving fast? Well, I do, too
Don't think I can? Well, watch me go now

Eyes wide with wonder and blind with chrome
The firing cycle's drummed into me
I follow lines you'll never see
I'd rather sit in the driver's seat than a passenger for eternity

Unsafe, unsafe at any speed
Unsafe, unsafe at any speed...

Overcome

I start with something, yet I end up with this
Another victim of his own invention
I start with something--vinegar and piss
The road to hell is paved with best intentions
You draw lines
Create sides that divide and confine

How do you do it?
It's so easy for you to paint the world in black and white
It's not that digital
It's every colour, every shade
How can you break it down to wrong and right?
You draw lines
A slightly different symptom of the same disease

CHORUS:
I've got to rid my mind of the hate instilled in me
I've got to purge the prejudice I've been taught at home, at school and on TV
Pumped into me from birth, my mind's polluted and become
numb to all the pain and suffering that I have yet to overcome
Overcome...

GUITAR SOLOW

You draw lines
A slightly different symptom of the same disease
You start with something and you end up with this
and no one wins the stupid game you're playing
You start with something and there's a point you've missed
More concerned with how you sound than what you're saying
You draw lines
A slightly different symptom of the same disease--CHORUS

The Most Beautiful Girl in the World

(N. Wilson/B. Sherrill/R. Bourke)

R.I.P. CHARLIE RICH--THE SILVER FOX

CHORUS:
Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world?
And if you did, was she crying, crying?
Hey, did you happen to see
the most beautiful girl who walked out on me
Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I need my baby
Oh, won't you tell her that I love her?

I woke up this morning and realized what I'd done
I stood alone in the cold grey dawn and I knew I'd lost my morning sun
I lost my head and I said some things
Now comes the heartache that the morning brings
I knew I'm wrong, but I couldn't see
I let my world slip away from me

WORLD'S CHEESIEST GUITAR SOLO, CHORUS

Hey, did you happen to see
the most beautiful girl who walked out on me
Tell her I'm sorry
Tell her I need my baby
Oh, won't you tell her that I love her?

But I'm Different Now

(Paul Weller; deconstructed by Furnaceface)

Picked you up and put you down and
I never said a word--
But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl

Mess you 'round and upset you
The woman that I love--
But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl

REPEAT ABOVE VERSE

Because I know I done some things
That I should never have done
But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl

[Pat Banister summarizes the Quadrophenia movie in about five seconds.]

Picked you up and put you down and
I never said a word--
But I'm different now and I'm glad that you're my girl

1984

My friend, you're gonna lose
I don't understand the paths you choose
It's your life, but you know as well as I
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice

My friend, take a look inside
Look at the person who resides
How long before you get your fill?
Before you realize you can't medicate away all all your ills?
Before you realize you can't medicate away all all your ills?

CHORUS:
I could bring you flowers, but you--you'd only laugh
I could do all those things, but you--you don't go for that
I could say those words, but you--you'd think they're lies
That's why I don't even--

My friend, look at those things you do
The only one you fool is you
It's your life and you can toss the dice
but you can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice

CHORUS:
I could bring you flowers, but you--you'd only laugh
I could do all those things, but you--you don't go for that
I could say those words, but you--you'd think they're lies
That's why I don't even try
That's why I don't even try

Talk Around the World

Bored as hell and time to fill
Gonna make up brand new thrills
Newsflash, youth crime
Make a modern-day Frankenstein
When you're weaned on the cathode ray
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Goin' out to kill some time
Gonna write tomorrow's headline

CHORUS:
You can talk around the world by satellite
but you can't go leave home
You gotta stay inside

GUITAR SNOT SOLO

Mom and dad, they watch the news
All the stories of the men in blue
Wouldn't show it if it wasn't true
They're shakin' in their shoes

CHORUS, PIMP ROLL GUITAR, CHORUS

...and the Days are Short Again

Are you tired of feeling nothing?
Won't you step out on a limb?
Are there times when you need to fill
every second to the brim?

CHORUS:
It's a short sharp shock--shock of recognition
It's a short sharp shock--when you realize
that the life that your living in has has no conditions
and the world you're growing into isn't gonna compromise
CHORUS 2:
(Where's my peace of mind?) And you'll never make up lost sleep
(Where's my guarantee?) and you'll always need more time
(Who can I complain to?) and suddenly you're older
(Where's my warranty?) and the days are short again
(Where's my satisfaction?) and you're trying to make it better
(When do I get my say?) but nothing seems to change
(To get my peace of mind,) and suddenly you're older
(how much will I have to pay?) and the days are short again

You give up trying to get better
and live only for yourself
and you claw your way to the top of the heap
and piss on those you left

CHORUS, CHORUS 2, NERVOUS DOWNBREAK, CHORUS, CHORUS 2, CHORUS 2...
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