The Castle Massacre (lyrics)
From “The Castle Massacre” (2006)
Bow to the Beagle
Everybody bow to the Beagle
Anyway but now
I’ve been funkin’ with the beatnik, baby.
So come on and let me know.
Ride my head up to the cross, killer.
And be nice and let me go…
…far inside this psychedelic
piece of mind that I just found.
Way down
Anyway but now
Check it out from the moon side
See up see down
Anyway but now
Like the devils on a front page
Anyway but now
Blue Velvet Robe
Accidental discoveries of lemon
Mighty apples and tons of crap
The moon jumps up and down
Put on your blue velvet robe
Head down the road
And squeeze the toad
It’s a magical explosion
It’s a visual potion
Dark diamonds and blurry stones
Seems like a dream to me
Destroyed by a wink
God I need a drink
Temporary
Destroyed by a lobe
Put on your robe
What did I just call it?
Could Robin be useful as a
Sobering-up pill
I don’t know
The Castle Massacre
I went down to the castle
dressed up like a nun.
My fingers clenched in chainsaw
the war had just begun.
Look at me you fuckers;
I demand you to be free.
He went to see the jester
to ask him some advice;
“Your mission’s not requested,
your God has told you lies.
Your system is infected,
we have to re-install”
Woke up five o’clock
as the sun got up
I didn’t feel like changing
tracks again, please understand.
Did not mean to wake you up
my love, but then again I did,
and now it feels alright with you by my side.
Did not mean to crush your head
my love, but then again I did,
and now it feels alright with you by my side.
Come on Everybody
There’s a shark in my pool.
Take a bath, pretty cool.
There’s a lion in the mirror.
Take a look, now better shave.
Oh Come on everybody and slap the monkey.
Slap the monkey, honky ponky.
Mickey and Goofey and that fuckin’ donkey.
Funky donkey, ponky honky.
Come on everybody and take your boots off
Come on everybody and let yourself down
Come on and feel it moving
Mommy gonna sing you a lullabye
The Skating Hall
It’s feeling like I never fall
Do the skating hall
I’m climbing to the second floor
Thank you for your call
From time to time
I carry on
Don’t look down
Wash your hands
And fold your paper
Dying on a strange day
Little Pete came home crying,
he hadn’t been to school.
Suddenly he felt the strangest fear.
looking for a place to hide.
Two black windows, hidden doors,
break-even with your soul.
Little Pete came around dying,
it had been the strangest day.
Strange day
Beyond desire someone said
looking for a place to stay.
Dying
Dying on a strange day.
Crying as the colours fade away
How does it feel
to break up and go,
when your life is a travel
and death is your soul?
The Dog
Little doggie smelling like a horse,
but I think I like my dog.
Pissing on the carpet,
never in the backyard.
Stinkin’ dog got no hair,
laying on my bed they do, oh yeah
But it’s not my dog and I like my dog.
December
Devils arrive
Falling December pillow pie
Thank you tell me
Often so sick
This endless line
Dolly said she has lots of time
Her love for life was a hang-around
Devils alive
Falling December pillow pie
Thank you tell me
Often so sick
This endless line
Decide, the house, one word
Survive an accident
Dancing, dying, dreaming
September turn it on
My New Friend
Lost my hat again,
found a new good friend.
Found my head under the bed,
my new friend, his head is still on.
Thank you for walking me down.
Thank you for walking me round.
Never should be so far away,
Never should go.
No. 3
A life without sin is like tonic without gin,
so it seems today.
The boy that you see, they just call him number three,
come and hear him play.
One too many think of Three
as the Ping that should not be,
but every now and then you see
no one’s quite as good as he.
Quiet now, please sit down,
listen for a while.
The world is singing your song now,
the story of a clown.
The world is singing your song now,
the story of a clown.
Mr. Three it’s your turn now,
the circus is in town.
Paris and Rome they are calling your name
Paris
Popcorn and candy-floss, fortune and fame
Roma
The world is humming your melody now
Perish
Everyone smile, to the beagle we bow
Gone
Manuales
Flying with a second thought,
the things I missed are on this table.
Say hello from me to you all,
leaving gives me pain.
This little car and a big, big smile.
You cried on the phone, I remember nothing.
Tell me ’bout your weekend trip,
my day has been the same.
Life is filled with what you find,
your lipstick is still in my bathroom.
Show me what you had in mind;
the loveliness you could gain.
Dying with a second thought,
the things I missed are on this table.
Say hello from me to you all,
leaving gives me pain.
Inside a rock
I’m dripping out my eyes, I’m floating in my bones
resting softly and quiet, so leave me here.
Inside a falling rock behind these mountains
crushed by the others, I am dead, breathing death
Getting close to your bleeding door.
Sickly, strong and dull I’m lying on your floor
eating chips of food that your stomach has returned
Inside a falling rock my bleeding flesh is singing to your mother
I’m alive, crushed but alive.
Getting close to your sweaty fingers
grabbing hold of them I’m trying to get out
I am somewhat losing your mind
but your body baby I’ll keep it warm and dry
I’m lying on your floor
Dancing on the fields,
where the rabbits take control
I am someone losing my mind
Konstantinopel
Bonjour Mr. Freeze!
Melting like a cheese, oh no!
Death angels made your face
The white rabbits are all over the place, again…
Case closed, now where is the maze?
Konstantinopel!
Crying made me laugh.
Laughing made me sing.
Singing made me king.
And the king will make you shake
The Stupid Whistler
Is it a fire burning inside,
or does it grow up by the riverside?
This boat has a magic whistle,
toot, toot, life goes on.
Quatro, Figaro! Que rico!
The wheel of fortune,
the book of death
The stupid whistler’s final breath.
Yes, that is me you see waving,
hello, toot, toot.
I left the boat by the cinnamon tree,
attached the key to the leg of a bee.
Don’t blame life is your sinking,
the magic is still there.