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It's midnight
and our silver tongued obsessions come at us out of the dark Scrambling to be recognised before tearing themselves apart It's zen and the art of Bollywood Heroes turning on a spit The lovers unable to resolve a pre-historic bitch We don't know the half of it Clever is as clever does His drawn lights sparkling on a merry-go-round Hypnotising everyone on it In zen and the art of forgery we're losing control of light DeLorian, Picasso, Mondre and El Greco some one's gonna pay the price If i didn't know you better than that I'd never let you outta my sight
Where is the art of sorcery
We wanna be fooled again
Staggered by deception charmed into submission
Helpless as a deck of cards.
It's now the art of reality
Calling a spade a spade
Facing the obvious
A monkey and his grinder
But on a different plain.
I see you clearly from day to day
As clearly as i see tonite.
Keep talking said the slow-eyed Mandarin
'I've got nothing to say'
Meet me on the staircase on your way down
We'll see if there's been a mistake
In zen and the art of algebra
There is no value for time
Whatever thrives inside the dark
Decays on the outside.
John Cale
Zen
Zen
It's midnight
and our silver tongued obsessions come at us out of the dark Scrambling to be recognised before tearing themselves apart It's zen and the art of Bollywood Heroes turning on a spit The lovers unable to resolve a pre-historic bitch We don't know the half of it Clever is as clever does His drawn lights sparkling on a merry-go-round Hypnotising everyone on it In zen and the art of forgery we're losing control of light DeLorian, Picasso, Mondre and El Greco some one's gonna pay the price If i didn't know you better than that I'd never let you outta my sight
Where is the art of sorcery
We wanna be fooled again
Staggered by deception charmed into submission
Helpless as a deck of cards.
It's now the art of reality
Calling a spade a spade
Facing the obvious
A monkey and his grinder
But on a different plain.
I see you clearly from day to day
As clearly as i see tonite.
Keep talking said the slow-eyed Mandarin
'I've got nothing to say'
Meet me on the staircase on your way down
We'll see if there's been a mistake
In zen and the art of algebra
There is no value for time
Whatever thrives inside the dark
Decays on the outside.
