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01. War (The Process)

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Cultivate a war breed
Get the head your soul needs
Crystallize at light speed
Dis the lies that they feed

Cultivate a war breed
Get the head your soul needs
Crystallize at light speed
Dis the lies that they feed, that they feed

We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control

War, a state of mind
War, our hearts are blind
War, is nature dead?
War, war

Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey the command
Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey my command

Split the lip that dope feeds
Exterminate the bad seed
Tread the path that monks breathe
Ride the horse that runs free, that runs free

We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control

War, a state of mind
War, our hearts are blind
War, is nature dead?
War, war

Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey the command
Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey my command

Lies, drugs, hate, guns, God, fear, flies, sex
Lies, drugs, hate, guns, God, fear, flies, sex

We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control
We're burning out of control

War, a state of mind
War, our hearts are blind
War, is nature dead?
War, war

Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey the command
Holy war, tears of man
Drop your front, baby, obey my command

02. The Saint

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Hail the guitar, all tuned down
In a power circle, obey the crowd
All ride a wave, crash right in
Lovers and fighters, adrenaline

The singer spits, our hearts all rise
Energy is visible, we all crush tight
All washed away, tsunami wave
Fragile human, all the same

And now, I face the sound
When all around is burning
I'm like Hermes, drifting down

I am the saint, your path into the light
I am the knife that cuts right through your life
I have found the path immortalized
I am the saint, the path into the light

Caught in a trap, the systems are down
Communication's broken, I feel underground
Weight of the storm, in sound, we all drown
You'll never understand what drives us all on

And now, I face the sound
And all around is burning
I'm like Hermes, drifting down, down, down, down

I am the saint, your path, the way, the light
I am the knife that cuts right through your life
I have found the path immortalized
I am the saint, your path, the way, the light

I am the saint, your path into the light
I am the knife that cuts right through your life
I have found the path immortalized
I am the saint, your path, the way, the light

I am the saint...

03. Rise

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
You are the sun, I am the flame
You are the blood, I am the same
We are the love that rises again
They are the snake that bites on your veins

We are not chained to the wheel

You are the tear, I have no fear
You are so strange, I feel the same
Sorcerous mind, we ride again

We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
You got wings upon your back and you can fly

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise
And still you rise

You are alive and high in my dreams
You are the stars that mystify me
And you are the wolf that frightens the thief
And you are the voice that they disbelieve

We are not chained to the wheel

And you are the spark that sets us all free

We are not chained to the wheel, to the wheel

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
You got wings upon your back and you can fly

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise
And still you rise

Whoa, baby

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
You got wings upon your back and you can fly

It's the way that you feel
It's the truth in your eye
'Cause you're up against the world and still you rise
And still you rise
Still you rise
Still you rise

04. Take The Power

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
You love it, you need it
You taste it and you'd breathe it
You want it, you feel it
You gotta receive it

You hate it, can't leave it
You shoot it, you cheat it
Reject it, respect it
Don't try to deceive it

Take the power, we're all free, yeah
Take the power, you gotta let it bleed, yeah
C'mon, take the power, you gotta just believe, yeah
Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me

You love it, you need it
You taste it and you breathe it
You want it, you feel it
You've got to receive it

You hate it, can't leave it
You shoot it, you can't cheat it
Reject it, respect it
Don't try to deceive it

Take the power, we're all free
Take the power, you gotta let it bleed
C'mon, take the power, gotta just believe
Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me

Take a little leap of faith
Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades
Take a little leap of faith
Kiss the heart that hides this face, it never fades

You love it, you need it
You taste it, you breathe it
You want it, you feel it
You've got to receive it

You hate it, can't leave it
You shoot it and you cheat it
Reject it, respect it
Don't try to deceive it

Take the power, we're all free
Take the power, you gotta let it bleed
C'mon, take the power, you gotta just believe
Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me

Take the power, we're all free
Take the power, you gotta let it bleed
C'mon, take the power, just believe
Take the power, it's all in me, it's all in me

05. Breathe

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Mick Jones, Marti Frederiksen
I don't wanna be myself
Yeah, baby, I just wanna run
You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe
Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe
Straight into the sun, oh

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

I shot the sun
This tear of God
I shot the sun, baby

I don't wanna be myself
Well, baby, I just wanna run, oh
You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe
Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe
Straight into the sun

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

I shot the sun, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This tear of God, this tear of God
I shot the sun, baby, oh
This tear of God

A fact of life for all to see
That every heart's a part of me
A fact of life for all to see
That every heart's a part of me

Whoa, whoa yeah, yeah, whoa yeah

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

And I shot the sun
And I shot the sun
And I shot the sun, baby
And I shot the sun, oh yeah

Breathe you bastard, breathe
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

06. Nico

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Hey Nico, stay strong in this world
My girl, ignore their cold words
The song of your heart's so true
The sigh is a way for you
Hey Nico, stay strong in this world

I watched your spirit fly
Across the velvet sky
The secrets that you hide

I'm lost inside your sweet kiss
Hey Nico, the life that you missed
Sometimes you're so strange to me
Alone as your heart that bleeds alone
Hey Nico, stay strong in this world, my girl

I watched your spirit fly
Across the velvet sky
The secrets that you hide
Yeah, the secret that you hide, that you hide

Then you fell
And then you fell
And then you fell
And then you fell straight to hell

Straight to hell
Straight to hell
Straight to hell
Straight to hell

The silence of your wings
The beauty that it brings
A kiss before we die
One kiss before we fry

I watched your spirit fly
Across the velvet sky
The secrets that you hide
The secret that you hide
Whoa-whoa, yeah

I watched your spirit fly
Across the velvet sky
The secrets that you hide
A secret that you hide, that you hide

Yeah, yeah...

07. American Gothic

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I look inside your black heaven
I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah-yeah
They rip you down and criticize you
Too strong to bend, too strong to care, oh-oh, oh

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the death machine

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the death machine

American Gothic raven boy
Child monster with insect hair, yeah, heh-heh
You destroy this moral prison
You free the slaves, you free the slaves
You free the slaves, you free the

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine

Black star, white light
A black star, white light
A black star, white light
A black star, white light

American Gothic, your black heaven
American Gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven
American Gothic, your black heaven, yeah, your black heaven
American Gothic, it's your black heaven, your black heaven

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine

Black star, white light
Black star, white light
Eating the cancer cells from the, the death machine

American Gothic
American Gothic
American dream
Your black heaven
Your black heaven
Your black heaven

08. Ashes And Ghosts

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Bob Rock
Ashes and ghosts are all around me, yeah on
On the night of the assassins, they came, and I was ready

Do you believe?
Oh, yeah
Do you believe?

I look around the world and see
The winged waifs powdered on petal dust
I can't believe the sorcerer's dream has come
And never chosen one of us

All around, the atoms raging
I can see your magic's failing
I do believe they're gonna get you
I do believe, can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
Can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
You broke the truth and now you're fading
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
You're a fake, yeah, you're a fraud

The assassin's hand has planned
To pull the wings off every one of us, yeah
Cracked fairy head's are spinning down
The blood shot eyes, nostrils flared at us

All around, the atoms raging
I can see your magic's failing
I do believe they're gonna get you
I do believe, can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
I don't believe in what you're saying, no, no, no, no
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
Can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
You broke the truth and now you're fading
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
You're a dog, you're a fake, you're a fraud

Can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
I don't believe in what you're saying, whoa, oh-oh
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
Can't cast a spell on me

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
You broke the truth and now you're fading
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
You're fading, yeah, you're fading, fading

Don't believe in what you're saying
Can't cast a spell on me, oh-whoa, no, no, no, no
You broke the truth and now you're fading
Yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading, yeah, you're fading

09. Shape The Sky

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I like the way you shape the sky, mama
I like the way you shake the night, yeah
I like the way you whip my mind, lover
I like the way you whip my mind, yeah
I wanna take you down with me, lover
Into the heart of the dark with me, yeah

Take a trip inside
Cast the spell you hide, yeah
Take a trip

Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl
Steal my crown and resurrect me
Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah
Burn the night and dance around me

Well, I like the way you shape the sky, mama
I like the way you shake the sky, yeah
I like the way you whip my mind, lover
I like the way you whip my mind, yeah-yeah

Take a trip inside
Cast the spell you hide, well
Take a trip

Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl
Steal my crown and resurrect me
Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah
Burn the night and dance around me

Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl
Steal my crown and resurrect me
Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah
Burn the night and dance around me

'Cause you're so outside and so alive
'Cause you're so outside and so alive
Yeah, you're so outside, well

Cracker heads and angels in your heart come together, yeah
Yeah, your cracker heads and angels in your hearts come together, yeah
You little cracker heads and angels

Be a witch, girl, be a thief, girl
Steal my crown and you resurrect me
Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah
Burn the night and dance around me

Be a thief, girl
Steal my crown and resurrect me
Be a nymph, girl, a cool thief, yeah
Burn the night and dance around me

'Cause I'm so outside and so alive

10. Speed Of Light

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Astbury, Duffy, Bob Rock
Black California
Crush the innocent mind
Girl, I oughta warn you
My reputation's unkind
But you knew that anyway

Black California
Black California

Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife
Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife

I've been down in dirty black water
Poison feeds the mouth of disorder
(Who pays the devil?)
Obey the law, obey the disorder
(Who pays the devil?)
Obey the law, obey the disorder
(Who pays the devil?)

Black California
(Who pays the devil?)
Crush the innocent mind
(Who pays the devil?)
Who pays the devil?
Who rides the devil?

They change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife
Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife

Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on

Black California
Black California

Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife
Change your lives at the speed of light, yeah
Show them fear and they'll show you the knife

Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
Come on, come on, come on now
Come on, come on, come on, my children
And they'll show you the knife

11. True Believers

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
I was standing on the mountain, back against the world
Left it all behind me, how my life had turned
Seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin
Don't let it turn against you, drive you down again

Caught up in the moment, accelerated dream
Possessed by a notion of how my life should be

All you true believers
You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on
All you true believers
You gotta move on with your life, yeah

Pick up your pretty head, girl, stop crying to yourself
Run into the wild places far from here
We are darker angels, black lighting in our heads
We are far beyond the moment, too far to care

Standing on the mountain, our backs against the world
When we leave it all behind us, how our lives have turned, whoa-oh

All you true believers
You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, yeah, c'mon now
All you true believers
You gotta move on with your life, whoa-oh

I believe that it shines...

I was standing on the mountain, my back's against the world
Left it all behind me, and how my life had turned
I seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin
Don't let it turn against you and drive you down again

All you true believers
You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, whoa, yeah
All you true believers
You gotta move on with your lives, whoa-whoa

I got a mortal skin
Got a mortal life
Wanna be immortalized
Living in forever skies
I wanna live forever, yeah

I got a mortal skin
Got a mortal life
Wanna be immortalized
Living in forever skies
I wanna live forever

Got a mortal life
Got a mortal skin
Wanna be immortalized

12. My Bridges Burn

Music by The Cult
Lyrics by Ian Astbury and Billy Duffy
Shaking your fist, yeah
Do you feel like a man?
Got a rock in your pocket
Got the girl by the hand

Flick the bird to the world, yeah
'Cause the world is your plan
Don't stand still for no one
Don't take it, take it, take it

All my life, I never learned
My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn
And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah
My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn

Hang your head 'till tomorrow
Look to the stars for your muse
Yeah, the world's better mellow
Yeah, you're judged by your shoes

Yeah, your mouth is so dirty
Since you were a kid
Rise up like a flame
Don't take it, take it, take it, take it

All my life, I never learned
My bridge is raised, yay-yay, my bridges burn
And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah
My bridge is raised, yay, well, my bridges burn

Don't be a zero, be a hero
A sex pistol, guitar hero
Don't be a zero, you gotta be a hero
A sex pistol, guitar hero

All my life, I never learned
My bridge is raised, my bridges burn
And all my dreams seem faded away, yeah
My bridge is raised, well, my bridges burn, yeah

Be a hero, oh
A sex pistol, oh
An alert atomic bomb, yeah