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Christmas in Paradise

Mary Gauthier

Filth & Fire

2002

under the Southern Cross
Next to the golf course by the Hyatt Hotel
Davey he is a friend of mine and we get along pretty well

Christmas in paradise under

niqqas see through
But ain't phased by all the fake because they all deceitful  
I've seen the lies in their eyes
Didn't take time for me to realise
That

was a joke

Is it beyond intelligence
As if the soul need not exist

Evolution ever-changing
Lost in space and time
Maybe there's a grand

fake it
One last place to go
The place where we all belong
I'm so dead and lost
What the fuck am I doing wrong
Is there any song about love in the world

on the same frequency
Time, lives lost
All courtesy tossed
Find that I am bound by my erstwhile
Still hoping for a sound when I turn the dial

I talk in circles

than I see you

With you, I'm see-through

A new day through the window 


Looking in your eyes I believe in paradise

I believe in the promises that

of a ribbon in the sky
Or is this a vision in my mind?
Ooh it's just me, myself and I
A perfect paradise
Dreaming of a ribbon in the sky
Or is this a vision in

I'm after paradise
Seen it in your eyes
This time, I'll make it right
Ain't no more throwing dice
I'm after paradise
Seen it in your eyes
Styrofoam for

darling?
Don’t it make you feel so sweet?
Lost in a paradise
They don’t make them no more
But I can feel it in my bones
It sounds like California
Why don’t

I play guitar
I try to sing
I make a part out of nothing

Hey girl I'm glad it's you who's stopping by for a bit
I'll write you a song on stolen

When we find ourselves fallen in the darkest of nights
When we've risen through the rubble empowered by light
When we feel like giving up like

of a song
I hope I'm in a better state
When here and now crumbles and falls
And you, you , you can make the worlds collide
I knew you'd come knocking one

thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by

Feels like I'm crawling towards the Afterlife
But I been balling, money like paradise
Forever falling lost and dead inside
After Life
Please tell me

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is

the beat, another one recording speech
If you listen clearly, you can hear my parents when they speak
They were in the other room the time I did the song, G

another one recording speech,
If you listen clearly, you can hear my parents when they speak,
They were in the other room the time I did the song, G
We had

to find it was all in my head

Crosses fixed to frail men on an altar
Disgraceful images of paradise lost
What kind of spirit let's children pass on so

spellbinding eyes take my breath
In forbidden paradise for her I have bled
For her lost I will shed tears unseen
Bereaved I will be to see what is planned for me

But what the hell, when did it start to change?
I feel lost and grim in a lost summer
It doesn't make any sense, get me out of here
I feel lost and grim

And fires are lit by the things we say
Speak the truth, cry out the news
That the kingdom is here

We sang our victory songs in harmony
Our voices raised in

more
I'm on my way to paradise to reach for something new in life
I thought I lost my peace of mind but God spoke to me by surprise 
He said I have

to the Sunlight, in Paradise
Every little thing, is gonna be alright
It was a Beautiful Day, For our song
A Beautiful Day, Free and Young
A Beautiful Day, For our

AND AT LAST I WILL BE FREE

LOST IN TIME AND TOTAL CHAOS IN MY MIND
SHADOWS FROM MY PAST ARE PASSING BY
THE GREATEST VIEW APPEARS BEFORE MY EYES
AS I SEE