MAGIC: I TESTI

• RADIO NOWHERE

• YOU'LL BE COMIN' DOWN

• LIVIN' IN THE FUTURE

• YOUR OWN WORST ENEMY

• GYPSY BIKER

• GIRLS IN THEIR SUMMER CLOTHES

• I'LL WORK FOR YOUR LOVE

• MAGIC

• LAST TO DIE

• LONG WALK HOME

• DEVIL'S ARCADE

• TERRY'S SONG

YOU'LL BE COMIN' DOWN

White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone daisy grey-blue
You're smilin' now but you'll find out
They'll use you up and spit you out now
Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds
But pretty soon it turns out

You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down

Easy street and quick luck and true lies
Smile's as sad as those dusky blue skies
A silver plate of pearls my golden child
It's all yours at least for a little while
You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out
Then it's gonna get pretty cold out
Endless streams of stars shootin' by
You got your hopes on high

You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
For a while you'll go sparklin' by
Just another pretty thing on high

Like a thief on a Sunday mornin'
It all falls apart with no warnin'
Satin sky's gone candy-apple green
The crushed metal of your little flyin' machine

You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down

You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down

A letter come blowin' in
On an ill wind
Somethin' 'bout me and you
Never seein' one another again
And what I knew had come
Stars struck deaf and dumb
Like when we kissed
That taste of blood on your tongue

Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet

Woke up election day
Skies gone clouded and shades of grey
Beneath the dirty sun
I whistle my time away
Then just about sun down
You come walkin' through town
Your boot heels clickin' like
The barrel of a pistol spinnin' round

Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet

The earth it gave away
This hero's tortured sun
I opened up my heart to you
It got all damaged and all done
My ship Liberty sailed away
On a bloody red horizon
The groundskeeper opened the gates
And let the wild dogs run

Alone I limp through town
A lost cowboy at sundown
Got my monkey on a leash
Got my ear tuned to the ground
My faith's been torn asunder
Tell me is that rollin' thunder
Or just the sinkin' sound
Of somewhere I'm just goin under

Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet

Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na

You can't sleep at night
You can't dream your dream
Your fingerprints on file
Left clumsily at the scene

Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come to town

Yesterday the people were at ease
Baby you slipped in peace
You closed your eyes and saw her
You knew who you were

And your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Your world keeps turning round and round
But everything is upside down
Your own worst enemy has come to town

There's a place you know
Staring back from the shop window
The condition you're in
Now you just can't get out of this skin

Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Hooo...

The times are not too clear
So you moved over here
What's the family past secure
Now no one's very sure

Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy's come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your flag it flew so high
It drifted into the sky

You said you'd later need the money, a lot blood you shed
Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed
??? tears on Dane Street sold your shoes and clothes
Ain't nobody talking because everybody knows
We pulled your cycle up back to the garage and polished up the chrome
Our gipsy biker coming home

Sister Mary says will you come in, now Johnny's drunk and gone
This old town's been ??? which side you on
They would march up over the hill, this old fool's parade
Shouting victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace
Ain't nobody talking but just leaving for their home
Gipsy biker coming home

Whoa!

We run into the foothills
But we brought the gasoline
We stood around the circle she lit ???
The spring hot desert wind rushed down and saw the way back home

But when you're dead it don't matter much
Bough who's wrong or right
You just need a question I didn't get right
You slipped into your darkness
Now all that remains
Is my love for you brother
Life's still unchanged
To them that threw you away
You ain't nothing but gone
My gipsy biker coming home

Now I'm counting the white lines
And the white lines are being stoned
My gipsy biker coming home

Whoa!

Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you've dusted off
And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the cross
'Round your head the sun lifts a halo at your lips a crown of thorns
Whatever the deal's going down, to this one I'm sworn

I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love

The dust of civilizations hang love's sweet remains
Slip off of your fingers and come dripping down like rain
The pages of Revelation lie open in your empty eyes of blue
watch you slip that comb through your hair and this I promise you

I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love

Well, tears they fill the rosary at your feet my temple of bones
Here in this perdition we go on and on
Now I see the pieces crumble and our book of faith's been tossed
I'm just out here searching for my own piece of the cross
A late afternoon sun fills the room with a mist in the garden before the fall
I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall

I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love

I got a coin in my palm
I can make it disappear
I got a card up my sleeve
Name it and I'll pull it out your ear
I got a rabbit in my hat
If you wanna come and see
This is what we'll be
This is what we'll be

I got shackles on my wrists
Soon I'll slip and I'll be gone
Chain me in a box in the river
And Rising in the Sun
Trust none of what you hear
And less of what you see
This is what we'll be
This is what we'll be

I got a shiny saw blade
All I need's a volunteer
I'll cut you in half
While you're smilin' ear to ear
And the freedom that your songs
Drifting like a ghost amongst the trees
This is what we'll be
This is what we'll be

Now there's a fire down below
But it's coming up here
So leave everything you know
Carry only what you feel
On the road the sun is sinkin' low
Somebody's hanging in the trees
This is what we'll be
This is what we'll be

We took that highway till the road went black
We marked truth or consequence on our back
A voice drifted up from the radio
Yeah, some other voice from long ago

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill
Whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The kids are sleeping in the backseat
We're just countin' the miles you and me
We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore
We just stack the bodies outside the door

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill
Whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

The wise men were all fools
What to do

The sun sets in flames as the city burns
Another day gone down as the night turns
And I hold you here in my heart
As things fall apart

A downtown window flushed with light
Faces of the dead at five
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill
Whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Darlin' your tyrants and kings form the same fate
Strung up at your city gates
And you're last to die for a mistake

Remember a morning
We dug up your gun
Four rooms in a barrel
A hanging sun

Those first nervous evenings
Of Perfume and gin
They'll all smell on your breath
As I helped you get in

The rush of your lips
The feel of your nails
The beat of your heart
The Devil's Arcade

You said "Here are the needy-
so here it'll get made"
Somebody made a bet
Somebody paid

The cool desert morning
and nothing to save
Just metal and plastic
Where your body caved

The slow games of poker
with Lieutenant Ray
and the ward with the blue walls
A sea with no name
Where you lie adrift with the heroes
Of The Devil's Arcade

You sleep and dream
your buddies Charlie and Jin
and wake with the fake desert dust
on your skin

Voice says "Don't worry, I'm here
Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear"
House on a quiet street
Home for the brave
A Glorious kingdom
with the sun on your face
Rising from a long night
As dark as the grave
On a thin sheet, the next moments
and something like faith
On a morning to order
A breakfast to make
A bed draped in sunshine
A Body that waits
For the touch of your fingers
The end of the day

The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The beat of your heart
The slow burning away
Love's bitter fires
of the Devil's Arcade

Well they built the Titanic to be one of a kind, but many ships have ruled the sea
They built the Eiffel Tower to stand alone, they could build another if they pleased
Taj Mahal, the pyramids of Egypt, kinda unique I suppose
But when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Now the world is filled with many wonders under the passing sun
And sometimes something comes along and you know it's for sure the only one
The Mona Lisa, the David, the Sistine Chapel, Jesus, Mary and Joe
And when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold
When they built you, brother, they broke the mold

They say you can't take it with you, but I think that they're wrong
'Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone
Gone into that dark ether where you're still young and hard and cold
Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Now your death is upon us and we'll return your ashes to the earth
And I know you'll take comfort in knowing that you been roundly blessed and cursed
But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told
And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold

That attitudes a power stronger than death, oh I've been burning her stone cold
When they built you, brother...

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Last Revised: 09.09.06