
Tracklist:
1. Dampexpressen 4:27
2. Fire & Water 5:37
3. Vive La Quelle? 8:52
4. Blazing Lace 4:59
5. Public Oyster 10:51
6. Mis(s) Fortune 1:32
7. Ova-X 5:03
Secret Oyster
Por el camino del exceso hacia el palacio de la sabiduria
Time it tells living in my home town,
Wedding bells they begin easy
Live it down, baby don't talk that much,
Baby knows, but baby don't tease me.
In the park we could go walking,
Drown in the dark or we could go sailing
On the sea
Always here, always on time
Close call, was it love or was it just easy
Money talks when people need shoes and socks,
Steady boys, I'm thinking she needs me
I was just sipping on something sweet
I don't need political process
I got this feeling that they're gonna break down the door
I got this feeling they they're gonna come back for more
See I was thinking that I lost my mind
But it's been getting to me all this time
And it don't stop dragging me down
Silently reflection turns my world to stone
Patiently correction leaves us all alone
And sometimes I'm a travel man
But tonight this engine's failing
I still hear the children playing
Kick the can, kick the can, skip and blackjack
Steal a car and ring a round-rosey,
Rock and roll, candyland, boogeyman,
Run away and give me your sneakers
Acid rain, when Abel looked up at Cain
We began the weeping and wailing
A hurried high from pestilence, pills and pride,
It's a shame, we could of gone sailing
But heaven knows,
Heaven knows everything
Tranquilize
I got this feeling that they're gonna break down the door
I got this feeling they they're gonna come back for more
See I was thinking that I lost my mind
But it's been getting to me all this time
And it don't stop dragging me down
Silently reflection turns my world to stone
Patiently correction leaves us all alone
And sometimes I'm travel man
But tonight this engine's failing
I still hear the children playing
Dead beat dancers come to us and stay
Bajo la curva de la noche, fúnebre,
sobre la arena del desierto, cálida,
se conturba la mente del proscrito,
su pie desnudo, vacilante, marcha;
y allá en la curva fúnebre del cielo
la estrella solitaria;
y allá, sobre las cálidas arenas,
¡el oasis y el agua!
Bajo la curva del dolor, fatídica,
sobre el desierto de mi vida, trágica,
mi acongojada mente se conturba,
mi vacilante pie se despedaza;
y allá, en la curva del dolor, siniestra,
la luz de la esperanza;
y allá sobre el desierto de mi vida,
¡la resonante multitud de mi alma!.