1 DIG A HOLE
      2 MY LIFE
      3 HAMMER THE HALO
      4 BLESS MY BROTHER
      5 FIRE-FLY
      6 GHOST
      7 ROTTEN FODDER
      8 FORTY DAYS, THIRTY NIGHTS
      9 I AM THE CRIME

        DIG A HOLE

        Don't build up, I'm built strong
        Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
        Ssshimmy shimmy on the floor
        Someone grows on my fears, so what?

        Don't build up, I'm built strong
        Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
        Ssshimmy ssshimmy on the floor
        Someone grows on my fears, so what?

        Pooka Pooka
        Don't stop
        Blackheads Whitetongue
        Don't give into my submission

        I wash my feet, they're talking all day
        I wash my lies, they're squanking all day
        Some people fall in love, some people just get on my nerves

        Some days I dig a hole, some days I sit in it
        Water, water won't stop
        Fire, fire won't stop

        Don't build up, I'm built strong
        Don't turn around, I'm not that tough
        Ssshimmy shimmy on the floor
        Someone…

        And who said that I was to blame
        And who said that I had no shame
        And who said that we were hip now
        And who said that we were it now

        And who said that I had no shame
        And who said that I was to blame
        And who said that we were hip now
        And who said that we were it now


        MY LIFE

        You will never understand
        When I begin to look like me
        We can never be described
        You, you turn around again
        I spoke we can be the same
        But I have left my soul out there
        Why?
        Hey, what is it?
        My life just flew past here

        Speak, speak and be broken
        What, what is the reason?
        Mine, mine is the answer
        So what is it I've spoken?
        So what is it I've lost?

        The air is dirt, the ground is worse

        Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo

        You will never understand
        When I begin to look like me
        We will always be entwined
        It's true

        Hey, what is it?
        My life just flew past here
        I think I've been forgotten
        We should lift this tree now

        Take it down into my head, take it down into my soul
        Take it down into my birth, where it cannot be destroyed
        [x2]

        Take it down into my head, take it down into my soul
        Take it down into my birth, take it down into my head
        [x2]

        You and I, you and I, you and I


        HAMMER THE HALO

        Get that curse off my land
        Get that curse off my land
        Who said doctor's orders?
        Baptised I have no chirch
        Get that curse off my land

        Now, if I had a hammer I'd nail the halo back
        To your heart, to your heart
        Who's that man? Get him out of me
        Look back and stand
        With my head in the way
        It is somewhere, passing me by
        Curse on my head is surprising me
        Get that curse off my land
        What's the matter with me?

        Who's that man down there?
        Who's that man up there?

        If I could I'd nail the halo back to your heart
        To your heart, to your heart

        I'm in my house, singing forget me not
        Singing forget me not [x3]

        I keep my hands to myself
        I don't think you're a belly full
        You've been used too many times, I suppose
        I won't be sitting back right now

        Who's that man down there?
        Who's that man up there?

        Get that curse off my eyes
        Wash that curse off my hands
        And nail the halo back to your heart
        To your heart, to your heart


        BLESS MY BROTHER

        Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin
        I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze
        I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin

        All over the place I said murder
        I said how could you get talking discipline
        Because it don't mean, it don't mean a thing

        You think yourself so aware, so out of the ordinary
        But it don't, it don't, it don't mean a thing
        And the only thing you ever believe

        Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin
        ‘Cause everything I do I don't know spoken dreams
        I said you've got to be good, I said you've got to be good

        I've got to watch catch your step all over him
        A deadly poison I'm covered in the, in the right decisions
        Outrageous remarks I said fall into misery
        Because they don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing
        They don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing


        FIRE-FLY

        I may be a fire-fly

        Catch the first train flying by
        With my wits on fire
        Send my legs to work it out
        Send my feet to fall about

        With the first train flying by
        With my wits on fire
        Send my legs to work it out
        Send my feet to fall about

        I've got two heads in my pocket
        Send the flesh rushing in
        Send me my weeping grin
        I've lost my discipline

        No more needles, no more self-defence
        No more two heads, no more rushing in

        Who's got a pig's head
        Who's got big fat eyes
        Who's an only child
        Who's got a last goodbye

        Bye-bye [x6]


        GHOST

        Something hiding behind me
        Something hiding behind me
        I know what do you think of me
        Tripping the line stuck in the mud

        Somebody in my lane
        Who who who I said freak
        Somebody in this place
        Has been put out to grass
        I said it could be you
        The ghost in my life

        I WONT LIE I WONT HATE I WONT CRY I WONT SHAKE
        I'M THE GHOST IN THE WAY

        You sold me down the river, my friend
        You said you were my best friend, never again

        Where is England now?
        Is it America?
        Where is my home?
        It's not where it was
        Is that a stupid word
        I found another day?

        I WONT SHY I WONT SAY I WILL FALL IN THE WAY
        SO SAY WHY I'M THE GHOST IN THE WAY?

        What do I do and what do I say?
        What do I know and what should I save?
        I'm still playing at being a prayer
        What do I know and what should I say?
        Give me your smile to show me your faith

        Prose in my head, I am the bird
        And this obsession is turning back, turning back

        Take me to the ladder and force me into place
        Take me to the ladder and put me in my place

        What do I do and what do I say?
        What do I know and what should I save?
        I am still playing at being a prayer
        What do I know and what do I care?
        What do I know and why should I share?
        I'm still playing at being a prayer
        At this unholy hour
        At this unholy place
        At this unholy hour

        I AM THE GHOST IN THE WAY I AM THE GHOST IN THE WAY


        ROTTEN FODDER

        Rotten fodder
        Crop, failure

        Your mother supressed you when you were a baby

        Hitler's rotten fodder

        Keep your head off of my door
        Fill your head with my thoughts

        Rotten fodder
        Crop, failure
        Second class…

        Rotten fodder
        Test-tube failure
        Second class specimen
        Rotten fodder

        What do you call it when you go down
        What do you call it when you fall down

        Rotten fodder
        Second class pestilence

        Kick your head off of my door

        Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh God

        Keep your tongue out of my mouth
        Keep your tongue out of my mouth
        Keep your head out of my mouth
        Keep your hands out of my mouth
        Keep your toes out of my mouth
        Keep your head out of my mouth
        Keep your head out of my mouth
        Keep your tongue out of my mouth
        Keep your tongue out of my mouth

        Keep that tongue to its owner
        Keep it attached to yourself

        Yourself [x11]


        FORTY DAYS, THIRTY NIGHTS

        Get out of my way and leave my house
        Sugar & salt
        Believe in myself, I wait 40 days 30 nights

        I am amazed

        Get out of my way, deface this sound
        Get out of my way, I'm in love with myself
        Assume my shape and find my sense

        I am amazed, I am amazed

        Into my waiting I will smile
        Assume my shape, I'm in love with myself, myself

        My waiting arms surely must be standing here
        I'm in love with myself

        I am a man

        Believe in myself
        Which way safely must be standing here
        I'm in love with myself

        Get out of my way and leave my house

        I am a man I heard
        I am a man
        I am a man
        Spent 40 days 30 nights
        40 days 30 nights

        Something's wrong: I hear myself


        I AM THE CRIME

        When the first dog cocked a leg, I had him shot
        When the first dog cracked, I broke his back
        I'm running through the river saying

        Life's a lie
        Life's a lie

        People make such a mess
        And as for me, I found the Crime inside of me [saying]

        Life's a lie
        Life's a lie

        And with my blessing burn this down
        And with my blessing burn them down
        As for me it's more than this, it's restlessly.
        I found the crime inside of me saying

        Life's a lie
        Life's a lie

        Singing come to me, come to me, oh come to me
        With my eyes wide open
        Singing come to me, come to me, oh come to me
        With my father's eyes
        I am the Crime

        There's nobody else, nobody else
        I am the Crime
        With this song in the air
        My intentions were clear

        She came down on a bad train
        She came down on the back of me
        She came down on the back of me

        So my life's wrapped up in time,
        Oh my life is restlessly
        Oh my life is not the same
        Life's a lie, life's a lie
        Singing come to me, oh come to me...

        I am the crime
        There's nobody else, nobody else…
        I am the crime


      The Wolfgang Press are Michael Allen, Mark Cox and Andrew Gray.
      Drum programming by The Wolfgang Press and John Fryer.
      All instruments, percussion and vocals by The Wolfgang Press.
      Except violin: Gini Ball (Dig A Hole, I am the Crime),
      viola: Gini Ball (I am the Crime),
      cello: Martin McCarrick (I am the Crime),
      Elizabeth Fraser: additional vocals (I am the Crime),
      John Fryer: percussion (Rotten Fodder), marimba (Ghost)
      Recorded at Blackwing Studios, London during January and March, 1986.
      Engineered by John Fryer.
      Produced by The Wolfgang Press and John Fryer.
      Sleeve art direction by The Wolfgang Press.
      Design and photography: 23 envelope.
      Typography and calligraphy: Chris Bigg, Ruth Rowland and 23 envelope.
      Special thanks to John Fryer.

      Published by Beggars Banquet / Momentum Music
      (P) & (C) 1986 4AD
      CAD 606 CD

I believe this is one of the strongest works in the whole rock music. But it is only my opinion.