“Welcome one and all to the Armageddon Racecourse! The horses are lining up. The jockeys are looking mighty fine It’s a wonderful day for an apocalypse. Hope you have your money down because the stakes are high Racing This Time… and they’re off!” Out of the blocks and it’s Farting Livestock A neck behind - The Rising Tide-Line Two lengths back and The Sun’s improving Taking the inside rail - Pollution In the bunch War, Famine, Inquisition Oil’s in there jostling for position With Ozone Holes, and Fanatic Extremists It’s a capacity crowd - no-one wants to miss this And it’s all just a matter of time So many horses, one finish line And it’s all just a matter of time We can watch the whole world unwind From out of nowhere A Bloated China And at ten to one against creeping beside her It’s America - dogged by Conspiracy Theories Faith In Progress is looking weary The jockey on Hope is looking upset Just overtaken by Rising Debt Lagging in the back - Peace, Love, Understanding And The Big Space Rock is nowhere to be seen… “Come on Tsunami…!” “Come on Tsunami…!” And it’s all just a matter of time So many horses, one finish line And it’s all just a matter of time We can watch the whole world unwind “Survey’s just in - 42% of people say the End of the World will affect their shopping patterns” Round the turn and it’s All Gone Nuclear Power and Weapons are both in there With Superweeds, GE Experiments Nose to nose with Pan-Epidemics Into the final strait now Sterile Soil got in there somehow Applying the whip it’s The Fundamentalists Too close to call could be a photo finish “But it’s a lovely day out there A lovely day... Look at all those gaily coloured hats It’s a party!” Boris looks up from his poisoned piece of earth Through the yellow smog a few stubborn stars are glowing His thoughts of how small he is and how hard he’s worked are interrupted He’s sure one of those stars is growing... Maybe it’s space junk, maybe it’s debris He thinks of the long dirty road to Moscow Maybe he should inform the authorities But maybe it’s nothing - he can deal with it tomorrow We’ve got one, one, one little extinction We’ve got two, two, two little extinctions We’ve got three, three - freedom is extinction We’ve got four, four - but wait there’s more...

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls Embryos, Foetuses, Egg Cells and Sperm Turn to page one and it's “Thine Will Be Done” In fact as it is in fiction Now turn to page three, and what do we see In this text book to hyper-modernity The title is here, so we can be clear It's Captain Zodiac's Dictionary There's leptons and muons, klingons and gluons Quarks doing no harm with such colour and charm But there's strangeness and spin, a pox of dioxin Fields that warp the substance your clocks in A dimple of oil, a dash of stupidity Mixed to quixotic quintessence of quiddity The faint whiff of sulphur somehow it lingers The Invisible Hand gives me the fingers! There's spells to control the mystical soul Of quantum computers and cyclones Riddling reality's our speciality Let's jump down the rabbit hole! It's a fun, fun fantasy world With Captain Zodiac's Dictionary It's a fun, fun fantasy world We got facts that are extraordinary It's a fun, fun fantasy world All our notions are temporary It's a fun, fun fantasy world With Captain Zodiac's Dictionary Here comes the chapter to lead us to rapture There on your shoulder Opportunity's tapped ya Driven by steam - digression machines Distracting us from the questions that breed So what of the needy? Well, riddle-me-ree Everything's fine if the market is free Oblivion on speed dial, Big Bang going cheap But "Sweet Analytics tis thou hast ravished me!" Trickle Down Trickle Down Trickle Down Trickle Down Mumbo Jumbo! Trickle Down Trickle Down Trickle Down Trickle Down Mumbo Jumbo! So let's paw the charts for that thirteenth sign As Schrodinger sups tea with Kaluza-Klein The mischievous cat - is he dead or alive? Whichever it is, he's wearing a smile While Meddlesome Edison dreaming of light Kisses the bulbs to make them shine Little Miss Moffet's turning a profit Buffing her tuffet to put it on hire Orpheus into the Underworld Icarus into the clouds Atlas has started to breakdance And, by Zeus, it's time to get down! It's a fun, fun fantasy world With Captain Zodiac's Dictionary It's a fun, fun fantasy world We got facts that are extraordinary It's a fun, fun fantasy world All our notions are temporary It's a fun, fun fantasy world With Captain Zodiac's Dictionary

Officially too much time on my hands To believe the official version of things Humanity’s destined to forever Lose its battle with the weather What are you going to do when they come for you? What are you going to do when they come for you? Consume Consume Another bomb goes off aloud By your personal account What are you going to do when they come for you? Condition of entry to the human lot Contrive to be something you’re not Turning around the wheel of fate Returning to its former state What are you going to do when they come for you? What are you going to do when they come for you?

The reason that I like you is the reason that I'm here And the reason I see more than you is the reason I can't deal With the reason you are going away Inside some strange unreasoned place We may for ease of reason call 'the middle of nowhere' And there seems to be no reason to the Sun, the Moon, the Air When the reason this is how I feel's the reason you are there Somehow I believe we'll be together again Under the stars or just the back of a car Enhanced, advanced, still flying by the seats of our pants Us two, in this human zoo There isn't nothing we can't do... For a Limited Time Only Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! For a Limited Time Only Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! We met up in the middle of a busy night time street We talked about the end of days Pink Floyd and how our parents failed You said you'd just been let out from confinement And a heart attack or three Which came as some surprise to me You looked like a collector for the sex appeal "You Saucy Mezzo Forte" Somehow I believe we'll be together again Under the sun or just the back of beyond Enhanced, advanced, still flying by the seats of our pants Us two, in this human zoo There isn't nothing we can't do... For a Limited Time Only Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! For a Limited Time Only Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! I've had it with curmudgeons and the drudgers and the doubters And the bounders, cheats and scoundrels - round 'em up and shoot them down now But the likes of you and I, we'll rip it up and touch the sky Listening to History sigh (for a limited time) Thrown into this world we'll rage, to see the twinkling modern age To watch the hopes and dreams spin by (for a limited time) Deluged by my sub-routines and sinking like a submarine I had to come up for some air - and you were there - as if you cared Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! Oh Oh Only Oh Oh Only Only Only Oh Oh Oh OH! I had to reach out once again my friend For a Limited Time For a Limited Time

20mgs Clonazepam, another 5 of Ativan Try to psychoanalyse him Tell him he's a good man Insert him with a new program Tell him he can hear the hands 3 hands clapping 3 hands clapping Neighbours and unruly dogs Scribble in a daze Think about a second job Must learn human ways There's gold if you dig long enough Scrawled in my 'to do' If you dig long enough for On Tuesday sometime Traffic jams up to your drive Sardine space, goldfish lives Don't forget Don't forget Vacant lots and shops to let Under-utilized The shrill sound of a TV set spews Feeling butterflies Human interest broadcast cries of Tearing up the sky 12 steps to an easy life Somewhere close by Send a cheque for more advice Ten easy payments - free steak knives Don't miss out Don't miss out Down the hallway, floorboards are creaking I... Feel… Tipping toes entertain no thoughts of sleeping Too... Real... The universal gesture of something creepy Can't... Deal... It's coming… With Stress.... Got the envelope stamped, sealed, the lot I... Feel… You can wait for the bad news by the box Too... Real... It's in the post - you can bet it won't get lost Can't... Deal... It's coming.. With Stress.... It's coming. Something evil trickles down Your hands are sweaty; teeth all ground Empty blue sky; sodden ground Big black boots trample down Windy indications right To re-ignite your fight or flight And your sixth sense Your sick cents. Same brain on a different day Conscious more and more Some drugs work, some drugs play The grinding of my jaw It's been raining cats and dogs Kick life and love and law I'm barking mad, but moving on Down there I can hear your mouth a flapping All the things you say come back To haunt you To haunt you Such an antiquated word Running short on breath Dressed up in some modern terms Give me a cigarette For a concept so absurd Say yes to all the rest Disseminated and rote-learned But stress All these theories of ill health Designed to desecrate the self Gotta keep breathing Just keep breathing Down the hallway, floorboards are creaking I... Feel… Tipping toes entertain no thoughts of sleeping Too... Real... The universal gesture of something creepy Can't... Deal... It's coming… With Stress.... Got the envelope stamped, sealed, the lot I... Feel… You can wait for the bad news by the box Too... Real... It's in the post - you can bet it won't get lost Can't... Deal... It's coming.. With Stress.... It's coming

I am no blind follower No opinion borrower Seems there is no 'why' Just how we're wired And tell me what is wrong with being A very individual individual? But I can sense the danger that the further that we go The more we turn to strangers and for all we know Disconnect Maybe you think that's fine and sweet But I'll tell why I disagree This is no lies I give you no spin Like a record baby But my heart says... You make me skip like a compact disc You make me freeze like a DVD You give me faith like a firewall You gave me your number - seems you didn't give it all I... wish you'd remember like I'm dead I... remember everything that we ever said Like there's a comfort in the thought And there's a smile in the idea To know that when you're not around I will not shed a tear Cause hurting surely isn't what love is meant to be Alright? But still I try for something Ideas I can't resist Like making it to number one On anybody's list And my heart says... You make me skip like a compact disc You make me freeze like a DVD You give me faith like a firewall You gave me your number - seems you didn't give it all I'd give up on you all And be happy But love gets in the way It'd be me and my mind And a whole lot of time But love gets in the way You make me skip like a compact disc You make me freeze like a DVD You give me faith like a firewall You gave me your number - seems you didn't give it all You wake me up like a car alarm You crack me up like the funny farm You draw me in like a TV set I'm sending you a message - I think it's time we met…

Something is loud, and it’s happening now Pulls you into its spin Sing from the rocks of the ticking of clocks And how it’s time to give in Scream in a void and throw all your toys This doesn’t constitute confession On happy drugs, show business shrugs So what if I’m on television You jump and you yell - shallow as hell Looks as easy as sin Gullible youth - they want to be cool But the chill is outside looking in There’s war and there’s song But Darwin was wrong To base this world on competition Remix your life if you want to survive So what if I’m on television Sound your guitar and fill up your pipe To all the real world proclaim “One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name” All things are turning and my heart’s aflame The future has found us unaware There is no sense in which our time can waste Life takes one moment to prepare

Is your world in a spin, my little sugar plum Or is it in your head? Are you looking for some proof, an all defining truth Or something else instead? Here we go, vertigo, where's the roof, where's the floor? Is he dizzy or is he too busy to be sure? My dear child, please take of the flame That flickers with beauty, power, and fame People tell you all kinds of things How it's better to be safe than sorry With higher hopes found dangling from ropes Is it really worth the worry? Do you know what to do with this life? Or are you hiding somewhere maybe Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Our little trip has just begun, my darling precious one Do you wish to travel further? Ahead the road may turn to stone, and wear you to the bone They say the only way is murder Let's not forget to well protect our very souls, our hidden depths In the struggle, in the mess, in the goddamn wilderness The unique freaks and the monsters that you'll meet Are of quite another ungodly calibre People offer all kinds of advice Til wrong and right, black and white, turn to shades of grey Why should I lead when there's voices in my head That tell me it's not worth the worry? Do you know what to do with this life? Have you figured out yet whether you're Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall... Are you Scared of Heights... Or scared of the Fall...

A voice in the crowd - moving somewhere through the air Did you hear the one about The distant constellation, blurs of conversation And how you run from History is a mystery Paper bags at your feet drifting on concrete We're not at the end of time We're only just beginning - the world goes on spinning It's Time to Rise It's Time to Rise A ghost moves across our face The world turns from yesterday The casualties of novelty race to a future unknown I'm taking my time here till a new day rolls along I'm starting with you and me cause I feel the time has come I float through the town - hope to find some answer there The trees grow ideas, but we're cutting them down They fall without a sound And so we enter a cafe - see her - she's happy in her way 'Content' is what they say Why worry or cry For something long lost you never knew there was? It's Time to Rise It's Time to Rise Now science may blow in 2000 or so That's what they said Is gnawing on bones in our forest homes Where we should have stayed? I'm taking my time here till a new day rolls along I'm starting with you and me cause I feel the time has come It's Time to Rise It's Time to Rise It's Time to Rise It's Time to Rise

There’s a voice that’s always calling out Sometimes it’s a whisper Sometimes too loud And it’s sounding like falling rain And it’s pounding past the lamplights into the drain There’s no place for you where you are But searching’s where finding’s to start There’s a force that drives you out of your shell Some say this is love Well, baby, what else? But you’re losing yourself everyday So make your mark more than a stain There’s no place for you under this sky But search and you’ll find something in time Do you want to go underground with me? To a place where we can be Free in time I’d like to save you from your life Forever we’d be safe From darkened plans and overbearing lines There’s a song that calls from out of the blue Running deep it flows so cool into you And the memories drip down the pain Singing all we know is never the same There’s no place for you maybe anywhere But search and you’ll find yourself there Find the one in your heart - the one true one Find the one in your soul where you belong Find the one in your heart - the one true one Find the one in your soul where you belong Prepare the way for the coming of the Lord Prepare the way for the coming of the Lord What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem To be born? Prepare the way for the coming of the Lord Prepare the way for the coming of the Lord What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem To be born? Prepare Prepare Prepare Prepare Breaking News!! Of a shake-up in the business world Story just in of a corporate merger between Heaven and Hell The new corporation will be called ‘Soul-Bank’ The new logo:- “Taking the sins of the world and producing synergy” A spokesperson for Hell - Mr B. L. Zebub Is reported as being optimistic And expects the price of human souls To reach a new market high God, as usual, was unavailable for comment No surprises there Yeah how about that weather?

A Harp is playing for us It cries - don’t make a fuss It knows where you’re going It can change you Change you The sun is going to shine Someday in your life Strangely you’ll find yourself free Eventually Eventually And the Love shines all around In the hope of being found Fragments of light dancing there Inside your mind Inside your mind