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Distant Early Warning (4:59)

Afterimage (5:04)

Red Sector A (5:10)

The Enemy Within (Part I of Fear) (4:34)

The Body Electric (5:00)

Kid Gloves (4:18)

Red Lenses (4:42)

Between the Wheels (5:44)


Distant Early Warning


An ill wind comes arising

Across the cities of the plain

There's no swimming in the heavy water-

No singing in the acid rain

Red alert

Red alert


It's so hard to stay together

Passing through revolving doors

We need someone to talk to

And someone to sweep the floors-




The world weighs on my shoulders

But what am I to do?

You sometimes drive me crazy-

But I worry about you


I know it makes no difference

To what you're going through

But I see the tip of the iceberg-

And I worry about you...


Cruising under your radar

Watching from satellites

Take a page from the red book-

Keep them in your sights

Red alert

Red alert


Left and rights of passage

Black and whites of youth

Who can face the knowledge

That the truth is not the truth?















You were gone

From all the lives

You left your mark upon


I remember-

How we talked and drank

Into the misty dawn

- I hear the voices

We ran by the water

On the wet summer lawn

- I see the foot prints

I remember-


- I feel the way you would

- I feel the way you would

Tried to believe

But you know it's no good

This is something

That just can't be understood

I remember-

The shouts of joy

Skiing fast through the woods

- I hear the echoes


I learned your love for life

I feel the way that you would

- I feel your presence

I remember-

I feel the way you would

This just can't be understood...







Red Sector A


All that we can do is just survive

All that we can do to help ourselves

Is stay alive...


Ragged lines of ragged grey

Skeletons, they shuffle away

Shouting guards and smoking guns

Will cut down the unlucky ones


I clutch the wire fence

Until my fingers bleed

A wound that will not heal-

A heart that cannot feel-

Hoping that the horror will recede

Hoping that tomorrow-

We'll all be freed


Sickness to insanity

Prayer to profanity

Days and weeks and months go by

Don't feel the hunger-too weak to cry


I hear the sound of gunfire

At the prison gate

Are the liberators here-

Do I hope or do I fear?

For my father and my brother-it's too late

But I must help my mother

Stand up straight...


Are we the last ones left alive?

Are we the only human beings

To survive?...







The Enemy Within


Part one of 'Fear'

Things crawl in the darkness

That imagination spins

Needles at your nerve ends

Crawl like spiders on your skin


Pounding in your temples

And a surge of adrenaline

Every muscle tense-

To fence

The enemy within


I'm not giving in

To security under pressure

I'm not missing out

On the promise of adventure

I'm not giving up

On implausible dreams-

Experience to extremes-

Experience to extremes


Suspicious-looking stranger

Flashes you a dangerous grin

Shadows across your window-

Was it only trees in the wind?


Every breath a static charge-

A tongue that tastes like tin

Steely-eyed outside to hide the enemy within...


To you-is it movement or is it action?

It is contact or just reaction?

And you-revolution or just resistance?

Is it living, or just existence?

eah, you-it takes a little more persistence

To get up and go the distance...







The Body Electric


One humanoid escapee

One android on the run

Seeking freedom beneath

A lonely desert sun


Trying to change its program

Trying to change the mode-

Crack the code

Images conflicting

Into data overload





In distress



Memory banks unloading

Bytes break into bits

Unit One's in trouble

And it's scared out of its wits


Guidance systems break down

A struggle to exist-

To resist-

A pulse of dying power

In a clenching plastic fist...


It replays each of the days

A hundred years of routines

Bows its head and prays

To the mother of all machines...







Kid Gloves


A world of difference

A world so out of touch

Overwhelmed by everything

But wanting more so much-


Call it blind frustration

Call it blind man's bluff

Call each other names-

Your voices rude-your voices rough

Then you learn the lesson

That it's cool to be so tough


Handle with kid gloves

Handle with kid gloves

Then you learn the lessons

Taught in school won't be enough

Put on your kid gloves

Put on your kid gloves

Then you learn the lesson

That it's cool to be so tough


A world of indifference

Heads and hearts too full

Careless of the consequence

Of constant push and pull


Anger got bare knuckles

Anger play the fool

Anger wear a crown of thorns

Reverse the golden rule

Then you learn the lesson

That it's tough to be so cool


Handle with kid gloves

Handle with kid gloves

Then you learn the weapons

And the ways of hard-knock school

Put on your kid gloves

Put on your kid gloves

Then you learn the lesson

That it's tough to be so cool







Red Lenses


i see red

it hurts my head

guess it must be something

that i read


it's the colour of your heartbeat

a rising summer sun

the battle lost-or won

the flash to fashion

and the pulse to passion-


feels red

inside my head

and truth is often bitter-

left unsaid

said red red

thinking about the overhead-

the underfed

-couldn't we talk about something else instead?


we've got mars on the horizon

says the national midnight star

(it's true)

what you believe is what you are

a pair of dancing shoes-

the soviets are the blues-


the reds

under your bed


in the darkness

dead ahead


and the mercury is rising

barometer starts to fall

you know it gets to us all

the pain that is learning

and the rain that is burning-


feel red

still-go ahead

you see black and white-

and i see red

(not blue)







Between The Wheels


To live between a rock

And a hard place

In between time-

Cruising in prime time-

Soaking up the cathode rays


To live between the wars

In our time-

Living in real time-

Holding the good time-

Holding on to yesterdays...


You know how that rabbit feels

Going under your speeding wheels

Bright images flashing by

Like windshields towards a fly

Frozen in the fatal climb-

But the wheels of time-

Just pass you by...


Wheels can take you around

Wheels can cut you down


We can go from boom to bust

From dreams to a bowl of dust

We can fall from rockets' red glare

Down to "Brother can you spare-"

Another war-another waste land-

And another lost generation...


It slips between your hands

Like water

This living in real time

A dizzying lifetime

Reeling by on celluloid


Struck between the eyes

By the big-time world

Walking uneasy streets-

Hiding beneath the sheets-

Got to try and fill the void...

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