Family Snapshot (1980, LP III) The streets are lined with camera crews Everywhere he goes is news Today is different Today is not the same Today I make the action Take snapshot into the light, snapshot into the light I'm shooting into the light Four miles down the cavalcade moves on Driving into the sun If I worked it out right They won't see me or the gun Two miles to go, they're clearing the road The cheering has really begun I've got my radio I can hear what's going on I've been waiting for this I have been waiting for this All you people in TV land I will wake up your empty shells Peak-time viewing blown in a flash As I burn into your memory cells 'Cos I'm alive They're coming 'round the corner with the bikers at the front I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes -It's a matter of time -It's a matter of will And the governor's car is not far behind He's not the one I've got in mind 'Cos there he is-the man of the hour, standing in the limousine "I don't really hate you -I don't care what you do We were made for each other -Me and you I want to be somebody -You were like that too If you don't get given you learn to take And I will take you." Holding my breath Release the catch And I let the bullet fly All turned quiet-I have been here before Lonely boy hiding behind the front door Friends have all gone home There's my toy gun on the floor Come back Mum and Dad You're growing apart You know that I'm growing up sad I need some attention I shoot into the light Rodzinna fotografia Wzd�u� ulicy stoj� kamery Prasa i telewizja id� za nim Dzi� b�dzie inaczej, nie tak jak zawsze Dzi� m�j ruch - strzel� prosto w �wiat�o. Kawalkada jedzie ju� cztery mile Kieruj�c si� ku s�o�cu Je�li zrobi� to dobrze, Nie zobacz� mnie ani karabinu. Jeszcze dwie mile, robi� przejazd Ju� s�ycha� wiwatowanie Mam radio i wiem, co si� dzieje. Czeka�em na to! Wszyscy ludzie w krainie telewizor�w - Potrz�sn� waszymi pustymi czaszkami! Gdy wszyscy gapicie si� w ekrany Ja, niczym b�ysk, wpal� si� w wasz� pami�� Poniewa� ja �yj�! Wyje�d�aj� zza zakr�tu Na przodzie motocykli�ci Ocieram pot z czo�a - To kwestia czasu, decyzja do mnie nale�y Samoch�d gubernatora ju� niedaleko Jednak nie o niego mi chodzi Gdy� oto i on - bohater tej chwili - Wyprostowany w limuzynie. "Nie czuj� do ciebie nienawi�ci Nie obchodzi mnie, czym si� zajmujesz Jednak zostali�my dla siebie stworzeni - Ty i ja. Chc� by� Kim�. Ty te� tego chcia�e�. Je�li ci nie daj� - uczysz si� bra�. I ja wezm� ciebie!" Wstrzymuj�c oddech poci�gam za spust I wprawiam pocisk w lot... Wszystko cichnie. Ju� kiedy� tu by�em. Samotny ch�opiec schowany za frontowymi drzwiami. Przyjaciele poszli do dom�w, M�j pistolet-zabawka le�y na pod�odze. Wr��cie, mamo i tato! Odsuwacie si� od siebie, a mnie ogarnia smutek. Potrzebuj� czyjej� uwagi. Strzelam prosto w �wiat�o. Don't Remember (1980, LP III) I got no means to show identification I got no papers show you what I am You'll have to take me just the way that you find me What's gone is gone and I do not give a damn Empty stomach, empty head I got empty heart and empty bed I don't remember I don't remember I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything -anything at all Strange is your language and I have no decoder Why don't you make your inentions clear With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda Saying, "Tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear Stop staring at me like a bird of prey I'm all mixed up, I got nothing to say I don't remember I don't remember I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything Anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall I got no memory of anything at all I don't remember, I don't recall i got no memory of anything absolutely anything at all I don't remember Nie pami�tam Nie mam �adnego identyfikatora Nie mam dokumentu to�samo�ci Musisz mnie przyj�� takim, jakim mnie widzisz Co min�o - min�o, i mam to gdzie� Pusty �o��dek, pusta g�owa Mam puste serce i puste ��ko I nie pami�tam Nie przypominam sobie W mojej pami�ci nie ma nic Ca�kiem nic. M�wisz dziwnym j�zykiem Nie umiem go rozszyfrowa� Czemu nie wyrazisz si� ja�niej? Z oczami skierowanymi ku s�o�cu I z ustami w szklance wody sodowej Kt�re m�wi� "Powiedz prawd�, Nie masz si� czego ba�". Przesta� patrze� na mnie jak drapie�ny ptak Wszystko mi si� pomiesza�o Nie mam nic do powiedzenia I nie pami�tam Nie przypominam sobie W mojej pami�ci nie ma nic Ca�kiem nic. The Rhythm Of The Heat (1982, LP IV) Looking out the window I see the red dust clear High up on the red rock Stands the shadow with the spear The land here is strong Strong beneath my feet it feeds on the blood it feeds on the heat The rhythm is below me The rhythm of the heat The rhythm is around me The rhythm has control The rhythm is inside me The rhythm has my soul The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat The rhythm of the heat Drawn across the plainland To the place that is higher Drawn into the circle That dances round the fire We spit into out hands And breathe across the palms Raising them up high Help open to the sun Self-conscious, uncertain I'm showered with the dust The spirit enter into me And I submit to trust Smash the radio No outside voices here Smash the watch Cannot tear the day to shreds Smash the camera Cannot steal away the spirits The rhythm is around me The rhythm has control The rhythm is inside me The rhythm has my soul Rytm gor�ca Wygl�daj�c przez okno Widz�, jak opada czerwony kurz Wysoko na czerwonej skale Stoi cie� trzymaj�cy w��czni�. Ziemia jest tutaj mocna Twarda pod moimi stopami �ywi si� krwi� �ywi si� upa�em. Rytm jest pode mn� - rytm gor�ca Rytm jest wok� mnie Rytm ma nade mn� kontrol� Rytm jest we mnie Rytm posiad� moj� dusz� Poprzez r�wniny porwany ku wy�ynom Porwany przez kr�g ta�cz�cy wok� ognia Plujemy na d�onie i dmuchamy na nie Wznosz�c je wysoko, otwarte, ku s�o�cu... �wiadom, ale niepewny Wtapiam si� w kurz Duchy wst�puj� we mnie A ja poddaj� si� zaufaniu. Rozbij radio (nie trzeba g�os�w z zewn�trz) Rozwal zegarek (nie mo�esz porwa� dnia na kawa�ki) Rozbij aparat (nie ukradniesz duch�w) Rytm jest wok� mnie Rytm ma nade mn� panowanie Rytm jest we mnie Rytm posiad� moj� dusz�! Wallflower (1982, LP IV) 6x6 - from wall to wall Shutters on the windows, no light at all Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head They feed you scraps and they feed you lies To lower your defences, no compromise Nothing you can do, they day can be long You ming is working overtime, you body's not too strong Hold on, hold on They put you in a box so you can't get heard Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred Hold on, you have gambled with your own life And you face the night alone While the builders of the cages They sleep with bullets, bars and stone They do not see your road to freedom That you build with flesh and bone They take you out - the light burns your eyes To the talking room - it's not surprise Loaded questions from clean white coats Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest You want to resist them, you do your best They take you to your limits, they take you beyond For all that they are doing there's no way to respond Hold on, hold on They put you in a box so you can't get heard Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred Hold on, you have gambled with your own life And you face the night alone While the builders of the cages They sleep with bullets, bars and stone They do not see your road to freedom That you build with flesh and bone Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here And I will say to you, I will do what I can do You may disappear, you're not forgotten here And I will say you you, I will do what I can do And I will do what I can do And I will do what I can do Wi�zie� Od sz�stej do sz�stej - od �ciany do �ciany Kraty na oknach, �adnego �wiat�a Wilgo� na pod�odze, wilgo� na ��ku Staraj� si� pomiesza� ci w g�owie Wp�dzi� w ob��d Pokazuj� ci wycinki z gazet i k�ami� By� przesta� si� broni� - �adnych kompromis�w Nie mo�esz nic zrobi�, dzie� mo�e by� za d�ugi Jeste� przem�czony, a twoje cia�o jest s�abe Zamkn�li ci�, aby nikt ci� nie s�ysza� Ale niech tw�j duch si� nie podda Nie daj si� zastraszy�! Trzymaj si� - twoje �ycie by�o jak hazard Teraz sam spogl�dasz w noc Podczas gdy konstruktorzy klatek �pi� przy kulach, kratach i kamieniach Nie widz� twej drogi ku wolno�ci Kt�r� budujesz swoim cia�em. Zabieraj� ci� z celi �wiat�o prosto w oczy To przes�uchanie - nic dziwnego Jeste� og�upiony pytaniami Kt�re zadaj� te bia�e kitle Ich oczy ukryte, jak i przysi�ga Hipokratesa M�wi� ci co masz robi� B�d� ich go�ciem Starasz si� im oprze�, robisz co mo�esz Doprowadzaj� ci� do granic wytrzyma�o�ci I nawet dalej Nie mo�esz zareagowa�, I cho� mo�esz znikn�� na zawsze Nikt tu o tobie nie zapomni I powiem ci - b�d� robi�, co w mojej mocy... Biko (1980, LP III) September '77 Port Elizabeth weather fine It was business as usual In police room 619 Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja -The man is dead When I try to sleep at night I can only dream in red The outside world is black and white With only one colour dead Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja -The man is dead You can blow out a candle But you can't blow out...
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