bird wood cage
      1 KING OF SOUL
      2 RAINTIME
      3 BOTTOM DRAWER
      4 KANSAS
      5 SWING LIKE A BABY
      6 SEE MY WIFE
      7 THE HOLEY MAN
      8 HANG ON ME (for papa)
      9 SHUT THAT DOOR

        1 KING OF SOUL

        If you don't listen up, you're asking to be told
        If you had a walk like mine, you'd crown it the king of soul
        Maybe I don't want it
        You take anybody
        I cant afford it
        Shake hardening like a fire

        Too many body swerves and loose control
        I wonder am I right or I'm getting old?
        My eyes have seen the glory but my bodies on hold
        I hope I get to heaven before the devil knows I'm cold Mr. Jack

        The hungry feed my only hole
        'Cause if you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soul
        Shake my bible
        Walk on my hands
        Rub out making your first mistake I've been told
        Maybe I won't like it
        If you won't listen up, you're asking to be told
        If you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soul

        Too many body swerves and find control
        I wonder am right or I'm getting old [?]
        'Til my eyes have seen the glory but my bodies still on hold
        I hope I get to heaven before the devil knows I'm cold Mr. Jack

        The hungry feed my only hole
        'Cause if you had a head like mine you'd crown it the king of soul...


        2 RAINTIME

        Disturbing the old times, the gift of science
        Lots of back washing and sticks of paper
        Sticks of paper lighting the way
        If you find you don't know where your going
        It's in the bush, it's in the trees
        I'm gonna run round there twice
        It's too quick, it's too late
        It's much too quick and it's far too late

        I'm rolling away
        And I'm rolling away, and I'm rolling away for the last time
        And I'm hauling away, and I'm hauling away
        Too many things left unsaid
        And I'm rolling away, and I'm rolling away
        Somebody here is talking
        And I'm hauling away, and I'm hauling away,
        Somebody here is sober

        Somebody here is older
        Macbeth times 2
        A lazy suit and bloody hands
        Come taste your faith in every street
        The sound of money just kissed me in the face
        My trousers aren't the right size
        I go straight to pocket
        Take one step up and back to business
        My mind is closed so my body speaks
        My mind is clothed, my body squeaks

        And I'm rolling away, and I'm rolling away
        And I'm facing my only true smile
        And I'm hauling away, and I'm hauling away
        Somebody there is calling
        So I'm rolling away, I'm rolling away
        A sound of time is talking
        And I'm hauling away, and I'm hauling away
        This party here is too loud

        Nobody knows what clothes they're wearing
        Nobody knows which road is the white one
        So here we go holding up the motion
        You raise your hopes, you raise your chin
        You raise your glass with nothing in it

        It's a momentary lapse, a common habit
        Support your faith with this party face, and party pieces,
        And with their party faces, and party people
        With their powdered faces

        Just rolling away, just rolling away, just rolling away,
        Just rolling...
        Raintime, raintime, raintime...


        3 BOTTOM DRAWER

        Stop wearing my shirts, stop wearing my socks
        I'm not your mother, I can't be bothered
        You say you don't think I'm funny anymore
        So you put my face in the bottom drawer
        You keep your eyes for the boy next door
        I don't call that funny anymore

        Just catch a mirror, find out who's lonesome
        My suit is fine, I'm not a DJ

        You say you found it, I say you lost it
        I say you know why I cant find it
        I know what you've been saying
        Yes, I know where the kitchen sink is
        You're making eyes for the boy next door
        I don't call that funny anymore

        Woman me and I hold my eyes
        And I keep it sane but I don't know why
        Keep going time, keep going questions
        My eyes have seen my own mess
        I know why the bedrooms stinking
        My house is full of strangers
        I'm not making for the boy next door
        So keep your pants in the bottom draw

        It's coming to you, it's coming to you, it's coming to you
        It's riding to you
        Here it comes on two brown legs
        I go by it [?][x7]


        4 KANSAS

        Who shot him in the back - peacetime
        Who took him by surprise - tippy toes
        You cant bury that door 3 times
        Hide my eyes 4 times
        I'm gonna sink my teeth into KANSAS [x8]

        I reach a higher plain
        When I speak so slow and hardly breath
        They're gonna run out of shapes
        When they fetch my family
        I I must confess I'm gonna see that man again
        I'm gonna turn back the clock and set the foot in KANSAS
        I'm gonna KANSAS [x8]

        I'm gonna shoot him by the clock - peace [time]
        I'm gonna shoot him in the legs - peace [time]
        You're gonna bury that door - meantime
        You're gonna pick him off the floor 3 times

        I I I'm a man and I I I'm alive
        I I must confess I'm gonna carry that man
        I'm gonna shake him by the hand
        I'm gonna sleep in foreign lands
        I'm gonna turn back the clock
        I'm gonna KANSAS in the spring
        You know I'm gonna KANSAS [x8]


        5 SWING LIKE A BABY

        I'm showing my hands and I'm showing my arms
        Keeping it all down here, so don't look round
        Yes, it matters - yes, there's truth
        Showing me failures - I know it's you
        Swinging like a baby, caught like a man
        Mary Jesus, they call me back

        Deposit insect hand me a king
        I'm going down here like a silly Joe Bag
        Fat baby and a fat little man
        soul body soul body soul body soul!
        I'm in me, I'm not in you
        somebody somebody somebody here don't don't fuck with me

        Swing like a baby and you sing it like a man
        I'm showing my hands [and I showing my arms
        Swing like a baby] and you catch it like a man
        Mary Jesus, they call me back
        And like a fool I think I am

        Said it don't bother me like a fat red dress
        And like a fool I'm burning
        Show me a little respect
        Singing like a baby, acting like a man
        And Mary Jesus, they call me back
        So like a fool I think I am
        I'm walking to you just to walk back...


        6 SEE MY WIFE

        Come on in and see my a's, come on in and see my i's
        Come on in and see my rays, come on in and see my wife, my wife
        She's got a middle just like her mother
        She's got a middle certainly governed
        Don't look up - don't look up and don't look down

        Come on in and see my a's, come on in and see my i's
        Come on in and feel my weight, come on in and see my wife, my wife
        Who was it said, I don't know a thing
        Who was it said, I believe everything
        You check the facts, you check the facts
        You eat my shits and you read my back

        Come on in and see my a's, come on in and see my i's
        Come on in and feel my rays, come on in and see my wife, my wife
        She's got a middle sewn up like roses
        She's got a middle wrapped up in poses
        Don't look up - don't look up and don't look back
        Who was it said, I got a funny face
        Who was it said, her teeth are never straight
        You check the facts, you check the facts
        You taste my shits and you read my back

        Come on in and see my hate, come on in and see my i's
        Come on in and feel my rays, come on in and see my wife


        7 THE HOLEY MAN

        Tame my heart, take my fears away
        Tame my heart, I'll turn to pulp someday
        Saint in my home - shame on my shame of pace
        Hole in my bag - complacency
        Hole in my soul - deficiency
        Hole in my book - where someones been
        Say to me "come back" and sink in me
        Say to me "come back"
        Turn my night to day, save my home
        Shame on my big black sin

        Surround me with the King of Pause
        Don't say "the meek come back"
        We're gonna birn in the bowl of fools
        Don't say to me, don't say to me "birn a hole"
        I'm gonna kill one day, don't birn a hole
        Shave my belly, you gonna say to me
        "I'm gonna fake every hollow break"
        You gonna look like a bird wood cage
        Somebody's hands have reached inside of me

        Think to myself cross nothing left to say
        "Come with me like walking on the water"
        Walk on me, walk on me like walking on the water
        Walk on me, walk on me, walk on me like walking on the water
        Like swimming in the water
        Like sinking in the water
        Like walking on the water
        Sinking in the water, sinking in the water...
        [unrecognizable whispers]


        8 HANG ON ME (for papa)

        I say my hands have played, hold me and never sing
        All mine is still undone, hold me and I'll hold you
        My hungry dream, my only saviour
        I send it to you [with fly] and keep winds bad at bay
        I sing my heart, I sing my heart

        He thinks he injures, my kindness still unpaid
        My time is all in days, my day has yet to come
        I come with you IN MY HEART in my soul IN MY HEAD
        My time is spent in days and days are all know
        These days don't get to short
        My eyes have seen too long
        Maybe I say "hang on me, hang on you, hang on me, hang on you"

        Who said my hands are thin
        I say my hands have governed
        My eyes have seen too long
        I know it's been too long
        My mind have seen the days
        Soon this will be my day, my day in time...

        [in the back Mike sings:
        Someday
        My heart did over
        My son will say
        My son will say
        "My heart did over,
        I keep wings bad at bay"
        I'll say... I'll say... I'll say...]


        9 SHUT THAT DOOR

        He said to me "come body sing"
        I say to you "my body's singing"
        Whose body sings? My body's singing
        Whose body sings? My body's singing
        I've seen it all, I lived here too
        There's nothing wide across the street
        Grandmother born as I get in,
        Grandmother died, she lived here too, shut that door

        If there's a face then I will come today
        Hang on to your mother or she might go away
        Whose body sings? My body's singing
        Whose body sings? My body's singing
        I seen it all, they form a child
        From back to front it's not too good
        Divide it over, much more to do
        The city laughs much more then I do

        Fall asleep for years, been too much here
        Lets see why we are driving on the streets
        Reality is all grown up now
        I'm looking up my old friends now

        Shut that door right on my face
        Shut that door, you ain't going no place
        I seen it all from back to front
        Just pass it down and I won't need to get old

        I seen it all, I lived here too
        There's nothing wide across the road
        Grandmother born as I get in,
        Grandmother died, she lived here too

        Shut that door, gonna fall on my face
        Shut that door, you ain't going no place
        She said to me "come body sing"
        I say to you "my body's singing"
        He said to me "my body's singing"
        She said to me "come body sing"
        I say to you "my body's singing"

        Hit by the waist, my body's singing
        I got a wound, all up and away
        If there's a road, then there has to be a place
        If this is a time, then we've got some time to waste
        If there's a road, then there has to be a place
        If this is a time, then we've got some time to waste


      All songs written by Allen / Cox / Gray.
      Produced by Flood and The Wolfgang Press.
      All instruments, drums and percussion by The Wolfgang Press.
      Except: track 1 backing vocals: Ruby James / Lorna Wright.
      Track 4 backing vocals: Ruby James.
      Track 2 violin: Gini Ball / violin: Sonia Slany, viola Chris Pitsillides, cello Audrey Riley.
      Track 5 percussion: Peter Ulrich.
      Track 8 drum programme: Steven Young.
      Track 8 sample loop: Simon Rodgers.
      Tracks 1, 2, 3, 5, 9 engineered by Lincoln Fong.
      Tracks 4, 6, 7, 8 engineered by Hugo Nicholson assisted by Michael Butterworth.
      Tracks 2, 3, 7, 8, 9 engineered by Nigel K. Hine.
      Mastered at The Townhouse by Kevin Metcalfe.
      Sleeve design Chris Bigg and The Wolfgang Press.
      Photography: Andrew Gray.
      With thanks to Lasco Demolition Salvage Directors.

      Published by Beggars Banquet Music Ltd and Momentum Music Ltd.
      (P) & (C) 1988 4AD
      CAD 810 CD

The CD itself also includes the songs from Big Sex EP which were recorded on December 1986.