THE SON OF GOD
(Marsh / Coupland)
See me coming; Down the Road
See me coming; I can take your Load.
See me coming. Lord! I heard you say;
“Christ! That’s The Son of God. Mm! Get out of His way!”…. Hey!
I can lay on Hands; I’ll ease your Pain.
Do my Magic; I’ll make it Rain.
Can’t turn Water into Wine
Nor save you all from dying….no!
See me coming on down the Road.
See me coming; I can take your Load.
See me coming. Lord! I heard you say;
“Christ! That’s The Son of God. Mm! Get out of His wayeeay!” Yeah!

I hate what religion’s done.
I never meant to spoil your fun.
Didn’t want you to take sides
with the Priests that cause divides.
You should know damn well there ain’t no Hell
nor Heaven up above.
Hell is in your hate, Man;
Heaven’s in your Love.
See me coming on down the Road.
See me coming; I can take your Load.
See me coming. Lord! I heard you say;
“Christ! That’s The Son of God. Mm! Get out of His wayeeay!”
Ow! "That’s The Son of God!"
Mm! "That’s The Son of God!"
I said; "That’s The Son of God!"

KAMIKAZI MAN
(Marsh / Coupland)
I’m lying on the Railroad Track,
Got a Gun at my Head and a Knife in my Back. Yeah!
(Gonna do it this time!)
I’m sitting in the middle of the Road,
To get f**ked by a Truck just like a Toad, y’all!
I’m a Kamikazi Man,
Suicidal Guy.
Nothing been right since that Night.
Bye! Bye! Bye! I wanna die!
In the Mississippi wearing Concrete Shoes,
Sure as Hell gonna drown, drown my Blues. Yeah!
I’m all wired up to the Main,
Never gonna see your pretty Face again.
I’m a Kamikazi Man,
Suicidal Guy.
Nothing been right since that Night.
Bye! Bye! Bye! I’m gonna die!
Gonna die
Gonna send myself to Hell which is better’n I deserve you know!)
(Alright Copper, this is how I’m gonna do it!)
Drink a Cup of Poison. Swallow all them Pills.
Jumping off a Building’s gonna cure my Ills.
Fly into a Battleship’ll see the end of me.
I’m a Kamakazi Man I’m gonna slam into a Tree.
1 2 3 4!

$ 1,000,000
(Read / Coupland)
Well I’m a Bad Boy. Hey! That’s what I said.
People round here say “that Bad Boy, mm, aint right in the Head.”
I got a crazy Woman and I’ll tell you what we gone done.
She got a Switchblade and ooh! Baby! I got a Shotgun.
Then we breezed into a Bank one Day; said “hey! Don’t make a sound.”
“You there put your Hands in the Air and you Boy lie on the ground.”
I stuck my Weapon through the Grill and looked him in the Eye.
Said “Hey! Buddy you better do what I say or Man! you’re gonna die.” I said….
“Give me a $ 1,000,000 or I’ll blow you away. Hey!”
“Give me a $ 1,000,000 or I’ll blow you away.” Ow! Ow! Ow! OW!
Well I blew my $ 1,000,000, Yeah! I know it’s a lot of Bread.
But Women and Whiskey and Five-Card Stud, mm, went right to my Head.
I didn’t do it just for the Ride but a Train I decided to take.
With my Shotgun I blew my way inside and the Taking was a piece of Cake.
I got my $ 1,000,000; stole a Buick and hit the Road.
When I reached the State Line there was no Sunshine and Man! it really snowed.
I got buried in a Blizzard and a Speed Cop dug me free.
And what the Cop saw through the Back Door made him say to me.
“Hey Buddy!”
“Give me that $ 1,000,000 or I’ll blow you away. Hey!”
“Give me that $ 1,000,000 or I’ll blow your f**kin’ Head off!”
“Aah! Your Head off. Cos I’m corrupt and I am evil. Ha! Ha! Ha!”
“Give me that $ 1,000,000 Boy or I’ll blow you away, away, away.”
“Give me that $ 1,000,000….or I’ll blow you away!”

FLIES
(Read / Coupland)
Do you ever think about where we are going to?
Have you ever thought about what Mother Nature means to you?
The more we breed the more we need, now that you can’t deny.
Our greed makes Mother bleed. I’m telling you no lie.
You’ll never hear the Breeze when we’ve taken all the Trees.
And we’ll never see The Sun for the Flies….when we all die.
Filthy Air blots out The Sun where will the Lizard lie?
Houses climbing Mountains; will we ever see the Raven fly?
We’re out of control, the whole thing’s gone from bad to worse.
I tell you everybody, yes, our Species is a Curse.
You’ll never hear the Breeze when we’ve taken all the Trees.
And we’ll never see The Sun for the Flies….yeah!....when we all die.
You don’t need a Crystal Ball, it’s clear, our Destiny,
is to make this spinning Globe into an Ant Nest of Humanity.
You would think that massive Brain would save the Species Man.
But Man won’t pull it off; it’s a shame, so, play while you can.
You’ll never hear the Breeze when we’ve taken all the Trees.
And we’ll never see The Sun for the Flies….when we all die.

TESTOSTERONE RELEASE
(Marsh / Coupland)
You got a Tattoo on your Shoulder and a Ring in your Ear.
A Head shaved right to the Bone.
If you were older then you might feel the Fear.
But you’re fuelled with Testosterone.
Join The Army Boy. Or join The Police.
You really should try to do Good with Testosterone Release.
“Boys will be Boys,” so your Mama says.
With that She justifies a lot of Sin.
But your Weapons ain’t Toys and when you smash in a Face
it’s your Mamas who never win.
Don’t you worry Boy. The Fighting will never cease.
So you really should try to do Good with Testosterone Release….ALRIGHT NOW!
You’re fighting over Football and you’re fighting over Girls.
You’re fighting with your Fists and you’re blowing up with Shells
The reason for the fighting has got just as much to do
with what’s churning in your Balls as what Someone’s done to you….Hey!
You’re a Warrior Boy. Protector not a Beast.
You know you really should try to do Good with Testosterone Release….
C’MON NOW!
YEAH! It’s all BALLS!

PLANET OF CONTRAST
(Bateman / Coupland)
Shiver White in Moscow.
A red, hot Sweat in Singapore.
Wolf it hunts the frozen Lake.
Gecko running on the Floor.
Blue Moon over New York.
Sun on Sydney’s surfing Sand.
Night Owl flies the Northern Lights.
Southern Flowers paint the Land.
Take your Mind beyond The Stars where Nothing waits to change.
For Those who do not know The Truth ultimately All is strange.
Planet of Contrast.
Black & White, In & Out, Up & Down & Round & round & Round & Round.
Burning Hate in Jo’burg.
A Love in San Francisco Bay.
War in The East and Africa.
While London has a peaceful Day.
Calcutta Street Obscenity.
Aesthetic Riches in L.A.
Money, Money, Milk and Honey.
In the Dust the Starving lay.
Sad but True, nothing you do will change the Universal Law.
Wipe the Window of your View and see how you improve your Score.
Planet of Contrast.
Black & White, In & Out, Up & Down & Round & Round & Round & Round.
Day & Night.
Wrong & Right.
Death & Life.
Husband, Wife.
Rich & Poor, Peace & War, Loser, Winner, Saint & Sinner.
We’re living on a Planet of Contrast.
Ladies and Gentlemen!

DEAD TOWN
(G.Coupland)
Dry Grass sings and bends in the chill.
Seems like The World has got its Head down.
Freezing Wind, it’s cold enough to kill;
when the Snow starts to blow over Dead Town.
Who will know when the Snow lies over Dead Town?
Where will I go when they lay me down?
Sure as Hell, won’t go to Heaven.
I think there’s Nothing, but that’s the Mystery of Dead Town.
Don’t want to die….or live forever….mmmm!
Don’t want to die, no! no! Or live forever, ‘ever. Oh! Yeah!

LAUGH IN THE FACE OF DEATH
(Bateman / G.Coupland)
You fear Death.
But Death fears you.
If you’re not alive….then
what harm can He do?
You’ve been there before, you know,
in your time before conception.
When you had no joy or suffering.
Life is all perception.
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face.
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face. Ha!Ha!
Laugh in the Face of Death!
You love Life.
But when it’s full of pain;
Death becomes your Saviour.
Round we go again.
Life brings you the Good Times.
Life brings you the Bad.
Then Death brings relief
from the suffering you had….so;
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face.
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face. Ha! Ha!
Laugh in the Face of Death!
Oh! Blind Man;
You don’t fear the Dark.
Deaf don’t fear the Hellhound.
Cos they don’t hear the Bark.
What do we know of Death?
NOTHING I suggest.
If you’ve had a good Life;
just enjoy the Rest!….So;
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face.
Laugh in His Face. Laugh in His Face. Ha! Ha!
Laugh in the Face of Death!
Laugh in His Face. Spit in His Face.
Smash in His Face. Shit in His Face. Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

THE DEALER
(Bateman / G.Coupland)
On The Night Train, back in ’53,
The Meaning of Life was given to me.
Should have never played Cards with The Man in Black,
With the Dead Fish Eyes and a greasy Pack.
My Hands were hot but he played them cool,
He was THE DEALER.
Half blind I was like a one-eyed Jack,
Couldn’t read the Cards of this man’s Pack.
He said “you think you’re a King but you’ve got to dance
To The Joker’s Tune, mm! Life’s a Game of Chance….Oh!
I’m only here cos you ain’t free to choose,
I am THE DEALER.
I’ve got no say if you win or lose,
I’m just THE DEALER.”
“And we played all night as the Train rolled on through Time and Space. With each Card he dealt an aspect of my Life was revealed. But one Card he would not deal me; until the Sun came up.”
I thought; “what’s he talking about, this Guy?
I chose where I’m going and I sure as Hell chose why.”
He looked so sad and he looked so kind
As he dealt me the Card that blew my mind….it told me;
I’m just Clay in the Hands of Chance,
Paper written on by Circumstance.
The Meaning of Life, no such Song,
The Answer’s right but the Question’s wrong.
I’m looking back on what I’ve lost;
A Lie. The Truth is that he was….
THE DEALER!

THE HUNGRY SIDE OF SATISFIED
(Marsh / G.Coupland)
Hey! Babe! How d’you stay so slim?
I said now; Hey! Babe! How d’you keep so trim?
You’re like a stick. Tell me what’s yer trick.
you gonna pass it on to me?
How do you stay just looking that way?
Come on Girl name your fee!
She thought a while, then she replied;
“I always stay on the hungry side of satisfied!”
She smiled, put her head on one side. “Boy,
I always stay on the hungry side of satisfied!”
Hey! Babe! I can’t believe, mm! You want to do it again!
I said now; Hey! Babe! Alright! You better, get rid of me then?
We done it in the bed and we done it on the floor.
You don’t know what sleep is for?
Can’t put out the Fire of your Desire,
I just can’t make Love no more!
She looked me up and down as my Passion died.
“I always stay on the hungry side of satisfied!”
“Never mind Boy, at least you tried,
but I always stay on the hungry side of satisfied!”
“Satisfied!” “Satisfied!”
Well I can tell, Girl, it must be Hell to know you’re never gonna find a Heaven.
All of your men on a scale of ten will never ever score more than seven.
There aint no drug gonna get you high.
You got a rage you can’t pacify.
You’ll live this lie ‘til the day you die.
You don’t know and I don’t know why.
She tried to smile but then she cried;
“I always stay on the hungry side of satisfied!”
“It’s enough to drive me down the road to suicide!”
“Always staying on the hungry side of satisfied!”
“Satisfied!” “Satisfied!”

LIZARDS
(Bateman / Coupland)
We dodge hot Rubber and shining Steel.
Death and Equality lie beneath a rolling Wheel.
You’re a Lizard and I may be a Toad.
But one day we both have to cross the same Desert Road.
Looking for a cool Tin.
To hide in.
You may be big and I may be small.
But that don’t give you no right at all, to beat me.
You’re forgetting that you’re part of a Plan.
The Plan says in order to be a big Man you need me. Ha! Ha!
To be small.
Or you ain’t big at all.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
I’m talking to the fit and I’m saying to the strong.
The Desert Road has an End no matter how long.
Pain is The Devil, the Giver of Rights.
Death is the Leveller stalking our Nights.
Lying in your Grave.
You’ve got no Face left to save.
No! No!

THE LOSER
(Beeby / Read / Coupland)
Judge don’t you look at me that way.
Why don’t you listen to a word I say.
You know, yes you know, I was born a Loser.
Do it tomorrow not today.
Whatever it is it won’t get done anyway.
I….I was born a Loser….I was born a Loser.
I look in The John….and what do I see?
Reflections of….someone, it’s me.
I spit in my Eye. I disappear.
I just can’t wait to get out of here.
I lose at Love. I lose at Cards.
I lose when it’s easy and I lose when it’s hard.
Yeah! I was born a Loser.
Do me wrong you won’t see me cry.
I’ll know Bad Luck ‘til the Day I die.
Yes I, yes I, yes I, yes I was born a Loser.
I was born a Loser….oh no no no!
GET LOST NOW!
I see The Sun but it ain’t shining down on me.
I see The Sun but it ain’t shining, shining….
Shining down, shining down, shining down, shining down,
Shining, shining, shining, shining down.
Do me wrong you won’t see me cry.
I’ll know Bad Luck ‘til the Day I die.
Yes I, yes I, yes I, yes I was born a Loser.
I was born a Loser. I was born a Loser.
I’ve lost Everything. I was born a Loser. OW!

BITCHKRIEG
(Bateman / Coupland)
What worries me is the supposition.
That Man and Woman are in opposition.
That’s a Lie. That’s why we’re living in a Bitchkrieg.
Living in a Bitchkrieg.
Whose idea was the Collar and Chain?
And to lock us up in Kennels to go insane?
We’re living a Lie. That’s why we’re living in a Bitchkrieg Baby.
Living in a Bitchkrieg.
We’re way off Track. Way off Track.
Got to get back. Got to get back.
To living in a Pack. Yeah!
BOW! WOW! (Wuff! Wuff! Howl ‘n’ Bark!)
If we understood just where we stand.
Peace might reign all over the Land.
If we lived like Injuns there would be no War.
NO MORE BITCHKRIEG ANYMORE!
Until then Women and Men.
They’ll be living in a Bitchkrieg.
Living in a Bitchkrieg Babyyyyyyyyaaaah!

All Lyrics © The Divide