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Big Love, Big Heartache

Big love, big heartache...
 
Oh yes, I know it's true
The more you fall in love
The more your heart can break in two
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
Now that you've said goodbye
For every tender kiss
I've had the tears I cry
I gave my heart and soul
All the love I knew
Oh how much it hurts me now
To know that we are through
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
I'll always feel this way
My arms will be so empty
You'll return some day and say
Your love, yes, your big love
Will be here to stay
Till then it's
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
Your love, yes, your big love
Will be here to stay
 

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08. The Red Weed (Part 2)

Instrumental (0:00 - 0:48)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
Then, on the ninth day, we saw the Martians eating. Inside the hood of their new machine they were draining the fresh, living blood of men and women and injecting it into their own veins...
 
[Phil Lynott: ('Parson Nathaniel')]
It's a sign! I've been given a sign! They must be cast out and I have been chosen to do it! I must confront them now!
 
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
No, parson, no!
 
[Phil Lynott: ('Parson Nathaniel')]
Those machines are just demons in another form! I shall destroy them with my prayers! I shall burn them with my Holy Cross! I shall -
 
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
The curious eye of a Martian appeared at the window-slit, and a menacing claw explored the room. I dragged the parson down to the coal cellar. I heard the Martian fumbling at the latch. In the darkness I could see the claw touching things, walls, coal, wood - and then it touch my boot! I almost shouted! For a time it was still and then, with a click, it gripped something. The parson! With slow, deliberate movements, his unconscious body was dragged away... and there was nothing I could do to prevent it...
 
Instrumental (2:00 - 4:04)
[Narrator: Richard Burton ('The Journalist')]
I crept to the blocked window-slit and peered through the creeper. The Martians, and all their machinery, had gone! Trembling, I dug my way out and clambered to the top of the mound. Not a Martian in sight! The day seemed dazzling bright after my imprisonment and the sky a glowing blue. Red Weed covered every scrap of ground but a gentle breeze kept it swaying, and oh! the sweetness of the air!
 
Instrumental (4:33 - 5:24)
 

Little Uneasy

We are young, so we untie
We are young, we get tired
Walking on rooftops, feel so heavy
I could never leave you if you let me try
Go on and let me try
 
Steady now but falling slack
Stepping out but falling back
Under-passing all your dreaming
I'll admit feeling a little uneasy about you want to cut me out
 
Just one more take
I'm still feeling my way, still feeling my way
 
We are caught so we unwind
We are caught till we untie
Talk about leaving here together one more try it'll all get better
I doubt you want to work it out
 
Just one more take
I'm still feeling my way, still feeling my way
 

House of Mercy

In the middle of the night again
Still water and the birds don't sing
Cold gin in the back room humming
Medicating for the trouble that's coming
 
Walls rattle like a diesel freighter
Blood races like a wave
This house wasn't meant for strangers
But you come knocking anyway
 
I can hear you knocking on the door
I won't leave it open for you anymore
I can hear you knocking on the door
Knocking on the door of the house of mercy
 
Don't try and change my mind
That knock gets louder all the time
Don't try to wear me down
You'll never get inside this house
 
Underneath that shirt you're wearing
Strained muscles and a heart of stone
Double crossing like a wild chameleon
You make me want to be alone
 
I can hear you knocking on the door
I won't leave it open for you anymore
I can hear you knocking on the door
Knocking on the door of the house of mercy
 
Don't try and change my mind
That knock gets louder all the time
Don't try to wear me down
You'll never get inside this house
 
I can hear you knocking on the door
I won't leave it open for you anymore
I can hear you knocking on the door
Knocking on the door of the house of mercy
 

In the Land

hell has a name — “satan’s den”
got the lock on the trailer, got the tape recorder in
he’s gonna strap her to the bed, spread apart her legs
and pull the soul out of the body that its in
and when he’s done he will give her to the earth
a starving animal will always feed
god as his witness he’ll smile
as he watches her bones slide between its teeth
 
never grow old, never grow old
in the land where she’ll never grow old
never grow old, never grow old
in the land where she’ll never grow old
 
give it up for the milk carton angel
soaked in vomit, tied up at the kitchen table
choking on the chicken bones, a plate of mashed potatoes
her momma screaming “come on, bitch, chew and swallow”
when she’s done she will give her to the earth
wrap her in bags on the side of the road
god as her witness she’ll smile
as she sets her on fire and watches her go