TNA Those Nervous Animals - The Mission Sessions #myfriendjohn

SONG LYRICS

THE MISSION SESSIONS

Everyone is going to the Hypnotist’s House
And everyone is taking the Hypnotist’s word
He’s a person that’s given
To giving people instructions
Now he’s brave, now he’s fair
Look at his raincoat and
His tiny little fingers

If you were you, and I was me
We’d go to a party
If you were you, and I was me
It would be just like life
Into the clear blue sky
As if we had a choice
Into the clear blue sky
Just like a memory of morning

Someone in this room doesn’t want to be moved
I say somebody in this room doesn’t want to be cured
Keep your eyes on the moving object
Keep your eyes on that moving object

People round here don’t get much sleep
‘cos some creep is murdering the Hypnotist’s sheep
People round here don’t get much sleep
‘cos some creep is murdering the Hypnotist’s sheep
Twice I fried a fish, twice it got burned
Twice I fried a haddock, twice it got burned
Oh, twice I fried a fish, twice it got burned, and
Twice I fried a haddock, twice it got burned

If you were you, and I was me
We’d go to a party
If you were you, and I was me
It would be just like life
Into the clear blue sky
As if we had a choice
Into the clear blue sky
Just like a memory of morning

Now, ooh, now
Now, ooh, now

My friend John had a plan
Said he’d never go away again
He stayed up every night
Just to get the detail right
He says, he says, ‘when you got a plan
Ya gotta put your best shot in’
So I heard him out and made a committment

And there was apathy in me
Oh, nothing seemed worth doing
The day to day routine, I had no time to eat
So I stayed home all day, a powerhouse inside me
I’d sweep the floor, I’d set the clock,
And wait the impossible

My friend John, don’t you know it’s hard for me
My friend John, I think you got yourself a deal
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise

John was strong, I went along
I gave his dream a chance
When he turned the fields from brown to green
Our heads were full of romance
But belief can only move so far
You need the killer instinct to go all the way
I had to say, ‘let’s make a new arrangement’

My friend John, don’t you know it’s hard for me
My friend John, I think you got yourself a deal
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise

See the brown ground under the green
See the brown ground under the green
See the brown ground under the green
See the brown ground under the green

My friend John, don’t you know it’s hard for me
My friend John, I think you got yourself a deal
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise
I like the sound of this Business Enterprise

What my friends don’t know
Is that I’ve joined a club
And I’ll never leave, no
I’ll fight the night-fright with familiar faces
I’m beginning to feel much safer

(Now we) Go somewhere
Haunt some place
Speak a language no one understands
We play some game
We haunt some place
Speak in a language no-one understands

Join a club
Join a club
Join a club
Join a club

There’s new life in my bones
Since I joined this club, and I discovered me, yeah.
All their favourite jokes I know them off by heart
So I always know when to laugh

(Now we) Go somewhere
Haunt some place
Speak a language that no-one understands
We can play some game
Haunt some place
Speak in a language that no-one understands

Join a club
Join a club etc

Ad lib & fade

I’ve been watching you from Skateboard Prospekt
Waiting for Stephens Day
I want you to share my sense of humour
When I take your clothes away

Getting over this fascination, it’s not so hard
But picture this situation
Can you picture this situation

Chorus:
You’ve been building a rocket ship
Out on your Daddy’s farm
You set your sights on Sirius
And you’re keeping those engines warm

I love your strangeness
I love your charm
Keep a seat on that rocket ship for me

Little details never fit
Into the bigger picture
’till today you’ve never been late
And whose that Strange One with ya?
Little details just don’t jell
But I will never sell out, citizen
When I pass you in the street,
I’m keeping the safest secret, that

Chorus

I’ve been watching you from Skateboard Prospekt
Counting down to Stephen’s Day
I want you to share my sense of humour
Face to face with this stowaway

Getting over this fascination it’s not so hard
Can you picture this situation
Can you picture this situation, that

Chorus

Keep a seat on that rocket ship for me
Keep a seat on that rocket ship for me
Keep a seat on that rocket ship for me
Keep a seat on that rocket ship for me

That rocket ship, that rocket ship
That rocket ship, that rocket ship

The old soul searchers have eyes of stone.
And when they are rooting among their summer duties
There’s no sleep or snow
We watched the cars and tulips grow
We recommended doctors to go to
And pills to take if you lie awake

We made a conversation and lived on either side of it
Leaned there for forty evenings,
Brown on your side, blood on mine
They talked about the weather
I refused to let them- how could I refuse
The old soul searchers with eyes of stone
And when they are rooting among their summer duties
There’s no sleep or snow

We made our conversation and lived on either side of it
Leaned there for forty evenings
Brown on your side, blood on mine
We watched the cars and tulips grow
We recommended doctors to go to
And pills to take if you lie awake

Oh, Damien, you know that I’ve been living in an unreal world
I scratched the lines and made them hard to see
Oh, Damien, you know that I’ve been living all alone

They stared as if I wasn’t there, made of air
Only rain in that fireplace
When the big cars all have moved away
And the falling pages frittered away
Who is sorry now?

Go to Hollywood
Write that letter soon
Chase those ghosts away
‘Cos they’re the ghosts of your imagination

And sometimes Damien you lose track of
All the sweet things that you knew so well before
Lately I see no shadow at your door
(You moved away, far away, far from your door
You moved away, far away, far from your door)
I see no smoke from your chimney
All of the buckets are empty now
And all of the bushes are growing wild, oh Damien

Go to Hollywood
Write that letter soon
Oh chase those ghosts away
‘Cos they’re the ghosts of your imagination

Chorus repeat, ad lib and fade

There is a mad polar bear in Dublin Zoo
She walks a ten foot circle, rocking fro and to
Looks real dirty in the Snow
Looks real dirty in the Snow

I hope she was never free
I hope that she never saw the sea

That mad polar bear should be our emblem
On front of all our government buildings
We should pray to her at six o’clock
rocking to and fro, yeah
We should pray to her at six o’clock
rocking to and fro

I hope she was never free
I hope that she never saw the sea

“We are now arrivin’ at Sligo station
Last stop, passengers in the rear of the train
move forward now to reach the platform”

“‘Tishn’t the cold”, Granny said.
“It’s the dampness, it gets into your bones”
But tonight the cold is dry cold, Granny
Sweeping down from Norway
Making the old polar bear feel right at home
Making everything else all white and silent too

Except for the Dublin freight train
The train that roars and rattles as it goes

I hope she was never free
Looks real dirty in the slow
I hope that she never saw the sea

All wait in line, its feeding time
Zoo keepers throw dead fish to go

I hope she was never free
I hope that she never saw the sea
I hope she was never free
I hope that she never saw the sea

The whole world is in the centre of my fist
And we know the future
We’re gonna fly to a desert training camp
With a game plan to lose the moves and grooves
Your body wants to do automatically

A bird came in the room of Muhammad Ali
While he was there reclining
His eyes were half closed, but he wasn’t asleep
He was talking with his good friend, Bundini

For all I know, not a word of this is true

How can you dance without the wind in your hands
How can you laugh when your heart is full
How can you learn when you always win
Mercy for the beaten bull?

Bird, a headache in this darkened room
Is that what you have become?
Just a headache in this darkened room
Is that what you have become?

What is this act of life?
Are we all just trancin’ throgh?
What is this act of life?
Are we all just trancin’ throgh?

I bet I can hold my breath five minutes under water
I bet if I hold my breath, we can stay this way for hours
I bet if I hold my breath, we can stay this way for ever

How can you laugh?
How can you move?

How can you dance without the wind in your hands
How can you laugh when your heart is full
How can you learn when you always win
Mercy for the beaten bull?

A bird flew in the room of Muhammad Ali
While he was there reclining
His eyes were half cosed but he wasn’t asleep
He was talking with his good friend, Bundini.

For all I know, not a word of this is true.

 

I’m running through the city
With my fingers in my ears
Her heart is beating
Behind the steering wheel

The things I say, I only half believe
They are so entangled with the things I need
Coming up from my toes, coming up from below
I feel I know you, though we’ve never met before

(Keeping the outside out)
You’re holding the inside in
(Keeping the outside out)
You’re always asking why
(Keeping the outside out)
Holding the inside in
(your feet never touch the street)

And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of rhyme
And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of reason

Ohh, I’m running through the city
To slow to know you
Your heart is beating behind the controls
(The glass is bending how we look, and how we see)

You talk I’m a predator, a hungry sucking vampire
when I’m asking when, you’re always asking why

(Keeping the outside out)
You’re holding the inside in
(Keeping the outside out)
You’re always asking why
(Keeping the outside out)
Holding the inside in
(your feet never touch the street)

And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of rhyme
And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of reason

Time passes slowly

When winter comes, the winter run
Winter, winter, winter
Yeah, you end up giving, giving in the end
giving just what the sucker wanted

And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of rhyme
And if it is not enough to feel
And if I am stranded out of reason

First it rained, and then it froze
Perfect conditions for death on the road
Never tell Brendan how the story ended
He gets his kicks in his motorbike shed
Into the small hours – a lightbulb bare

When he hears the sound
Of anger blowing thin
He trusts in springs and silly things
Watch over him

Morning storms me
They still haven’t caught me
Their beds are warm, they dream on
They still dream on…

These are my problems
This is how I solve them
They’re not anybody else’s problems
That glow in the sky, like a dawn
Is it morning?

When he hears the sound
Of anger blowing thin
He trusts in springs and silly things
Watch over him

‘Cos he can’t resist a mystery
He can’t resist a mystery
He goes to see, goes underneath
He can’t resist a mystery

Ahh dibba dibba dip da daa
Ahh dibba dibba dip da daa

“Maman Brigette malad, li couche sou do
Pawol anpil ‘pa leve le mo'”
The mambo she dances, silver breaks rock
Brigid is sick, she lies on her back
All the talk in the world,
All the talk in the world
Won’t raise the dead

When he hears the sound
Of anger growing thin
He trusts in springs and silly things
Watch over him, ‘cos he

He can’t resist a mystery
He can’t resist a mystery
He goes to see, he goes to see
He can’t resist a mystery

Ahh dibba dibba dip da daa
Ahh dibba dibba dip da daa

The Mission Sessions

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TNA Those Nervous Animals - The Mission Sessions #myfriendjohn