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Twelve Inch Singles 1981-1984

Album Name: Twelve Inch Singles 1981-1984
Produced By:Various
Release Date: 1985
Record Label: TVT 7035

1. (Everyday is) Halloween
2. All Day
3. The Nature of Love
4. Cold Life
5. Halloween Remix
6. Nature Of Love (Cruelty Mix B)
7. All Day (Remix B)
8. Cold Life Dub

well i live with snakes and lizards 
and other things that go bump in the
night cos to me everyday is halloween 
i have given up hiding and started to fight
i have started to fight well any time, 
any place, anywhere that i go all the 
people seem to stop and stare they say 

'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene' 
o, why can't i live a life for me? 
why should i take the abuse that's served? 
why can't they see they're just like me it's 
the same, it's the same in the whole wide world 

well i let their teeny minds think that they're
dealing with someone who is over the brink and 
i dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday it's everyday o,

why can't i live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served? 
why can't they see they're just like me it's
the same, it's the same in the whole wide world 
o, why can't i live a life for me? why should i 
take the abuse that's served? why can't they see
they're just like me i'm not the one that's so
absurd why hide it?

why fight it? hurt feelings best to stop feeling 
hurt from denials, reprisals it's the same it's the
same in the whole wide world

All Day

well i'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun and i 
keep on working till the work is all done but a voice
in my head keeps ticking away as the sweat's hosed  
down from yet another day well he works hard and he 
lives hard and he breaks his back without nothing to
gain while the boss man sits around and drinks champagne 
all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, 
there's just one transition all day (you work and you work
and you work and) in life, there's just one decision well 
i'm peeling the blisters off my working hand is that what 
it takes to make you understand? that it's something you read,
not something you meant to be slaving away without a shred of 
integrity he worked hard and he lived hard and he broke his back 
without nothing to say while the man in control was just 
laughing away all day (you work and you work and you work and) in 
life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work 
and you work and) in life, there's just one decision was it 
something you read?
was it something you meant? 
was it something you said? 
or was it heaven sent?

all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life,
there's just one transition all day
(you work and you work and you work and) in life, 
there's just one decision

The Nature of Love

love love is like an open hand stings a little when it lands hold me closer
hold me tighter hold me so damn close that my heart's on fire it's a
fantasy it's a nightmare and the whole damn world is walking round in
theirs i said love love is like a razor blade double edge and double pain
hold me closer hold me tighter when i rip your flesh and the pain is fresh
it's a fantasy it's a nightmare and the whole damn world doesn't seem to
care i said love love is like a butcher knife double sharp for single lives
hold me closer hold me tighter as the lights go out and we start to shout
it's a fantasy it's a nightmare with a big black bruise and a handful of
hair i said love

Cold Life

cold you know the yolk it's spreading from you laugh as people scatter
'bout surrounded by a veil of stars you realize your life is dark earth
gets colder every day if scientists could have their way they'd study us
from far away and watch as people's minds decay cold your body's in the
hands of fools with swimming pools and low iq's there's nothing to see,
nothing to do buy your stocks and sell your jewels bill collectors stole my
mail my wife and kids are all for sale i hope to god i go to jail and no
one can come up with bail cold life i can't control my buried thoughts the
slightest thing makes me distraught i'm like the people i once fought my
every action's being bought robot trainers earn their pay as mutant kids go
out to play it's such a pretty pretty day with orange nights and days of
grey cold i've now become a nervous wreck i'm getting closer to my death i
keep expecting my last breath as all my friends just laugh and jest the
earth is such a filthy place and human such an awful race and i'd rather
live in outer space where death goes at a slower pace cold life

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