Adam and Steve
Here they stand Adam and Eve eating apples from a tree
But Adam’s Mr Punch and he’s a nasty little …
So from Eden chased away down to Earth their sins to pay
So now the fallen children face the seven sins and disgrace …
Gluttony
See him stuff his face he wants to be fulfilled
Yet each mouthful that he takes is just a bitter pill
That leaves a gaping hole of emptiness and grief
So the gaping hole will grow gluttonies’ deceit
He salivates and farts he gobbles and he slurps
Engorging the void within how resonant his burp
When he has finished how foul will be the shit
That he will emanate from his anal lips
The stinking rancid odour the fat from him hangs
Yet the emptiness within leaves hunger with its fangs
In aimless misery he gobbles and he farts
Until one day it does give out his fat and bloated heart
Hearts of Doves (Pride)
Of all the sins in all the world the worst of all is pride
But it’s the one oh my love we don’t see till we die
How swiftly do we wreak such harm on the ones we love
The scars and weals that we inflict we shoot the hearts of doves
It is not simply men who are cast out from the sky
But angels to have fallen inflicted by pride
For as we walk as blind men losing every love
Breaking hearts of angels shooting hearts of doves
You proudly swagger flying like a bird
With pride you will be shot down a maggot ridden turd
A rotting cadaver pride will eat your love
There is no greater cost than pride we shoot the hearts of doves
Lust
You want to fuck the world the heat between your legs
It burns so hot it will explode like a powder keg
You want to open wide every object of desire
Only when your lust’s fulfilled will you put out the fire
Then when you have had your fill new objects of desire
Will keep the grasping monkey greedy and on fire
So you gasp and gobble and greedily consume
Satan licks his lips ‘cos you will be his soon
That cock is never big enough or that pair of tits
If only they were bigger still then that would be it
Greed
I pull the tourniquet and I’m left to drift away with my dreams
My life is just a wreck, all hands have left the deck but I dream
The drugs they fill my veins no one is to blame and I dream
The world’s a golden glow, a happy winning show and I dream …
Then cold turkey strikes and all these neon lights; life is mean
I’ll sweat and puke and blab until I’m on a marble slab; life is mean
I crave for the next score as a thief or as a whore; life is mean
It’s a luxury u bet to have any self-respect; life is mean
Then I commit the crime and it’s back to scoring time with my dreams
So the cycle spins and no one ever wins in my dreams
And this they call a crime trapped in addiction time; life is mean
Envy
Don’t forget to envy every man
His suffering and his torment is a lifetime planned
So don’t forget to envy something that don’t exist
A phantom of your fantasy that writhes and licks and twists
Look he’s got a big car you’d like to fuck his wife
You’d like to have his money, you’d like to have his life
So you burn with envy soon you’ll burn in hell
Soon you’ll burn … oh well
You be nasty to him, you be so unkind
Every kindness you become blind
So you burn with envy soon you’ll burn in hell
Soon you’ll burn, soon you’ll burn … oh well
If only you had this or that then it would be fine
You’d like to take it from him he’s just a filthy swine
Stab the bastard in the back it’s just what he deserves
He’s just a little toerag he’s just a little turd
Angry
Are you angry in the morning? Are you angry in the night?
Are you always ready with violence to fight?
Well that anger is an illness that will take you away
It’s a never-ending tragedy and it runs from day to day.
If you’re angry. Are you angry?
You shove me I’ll hit you won’t let you get away
You cut your car in front of mine I’ll make you rue the day
You’re different from me so you I’ll have to hit
If there’s something you don’t understand it’s safest to kill it
You’re angry. Are you angry?
Well I heard you’re a black jewish homosexual queer
I’m afraid I must exterminate you fill me full of fear
It’s bad for my blood pressure it puts me under strain
One day I’ll die there’ll be so much pain
You’re angry. Oh you’re so angry …
Baby's Dead
My baby, baby is dead silicon tits and giving head
My baby is dead, my baby is dead
My baby served lust now baby is turning to dust
My baby is dead, my baby is dead
The men in her would thrust to satisfy their lust
My baby is dead my baby is dead
My baby I did use for me let men abuse
My baby is dead my baby is dead
My baby got old and fat through her away I scrap
My baby is dead my baby is dead
I lied I said it was bad in fact it was just sad
My baby is dead my baby is dead
I sent baby to hell soon I’ll go there as well
My baby is dead baby is dead … she’s dead … DEAD!
Knock You About
Who’ll be the thief the piece of meat
So the pawn in the game the fodder to blame
Do you still have some pride or in excrement lie
Are you just rank and file remember to smile
If you play the game then you they won’t blame
Your self-loathing creeps and into me seeps
Shall I knock you about shall I fill you with doubt
Or mourn your decline with a glass of red wine
Should I feel some remorse as you follow your course
Should I keep my mouth shut as your throat you cut
As you slide down and in excrement drown
Down in Hell
A band plays in the market square
People laugh and they don’t care
A wife-beater meets his wife
He’ll beat her all her life
A cut-throat with a switchblade knife
Meets and kills Johnny’s wife
A junky searches for a vein
A drunk vomits down the drain
The wife-beater beats his wife into shape
The paedophile a child does rape
Pickpockets pick
A whore a rancid cock does lick
Street singers they curse and swear
A street walker takes a fare
Tortures find victims new
They beat them black green and blue
They pull out fingernails
Their vital organs they impale
They burn and singe naked flesh
Their testicles a bloody mess
A red hot poker up your arse
Hear Satan and his angels laugh
We’re all going down to Hell
Each one of you as well
Know What It Means
Just for effect the angel of death asks you to confess your dreams
I’m prepared to bet you wouldn’t expect or even know what they mean
They’ll burn in the fire all your desires when you emerge you will be clean
So you contrive all the time you’re alive to effect that you know what it means
You know what it means you effect that you know what it means
Is there good is there bad or are you just mad do you have a card to redeem
You smile and you joke at desire you poke is there anyone left now to dream
The gambler bets the old men forget and nobody knows what it means
Is there good or bad or are you just mad do you have a card to redeem
At your funeral dirge you’ll be free to expurge that it really didn’t mean a thing
The gambler bets the old men forget and nobody knows what it means
Punk cabaret favourites The Tiger Lillies present a brand new theatre cabaret charting man’s fall from paradise to hell. With an original new song for each deadly sin, this album bursts with The Tiger Lillies’ dark and deviant style.
Credits:
Martyn Jacques - Vocals, Accordion, Piano, Ukulele
Adrian Stout - Contra Bass, Musical Saw, Guitar, Vocals
Adrian Huge - Drums and Toys, Vocals
Claus Buehler - Keyboards
All songs written by Martyn Jacques
Produced by the Tiger Lillies
Recorded and mixed at IJland Studio, Amsterdam, Holland by Remko Schouten and Studio Le Roy, Amsterdam, Holland by Mikel Le Roy, December 2007
Mastered at Studio Le Roy, Amsterdam, Holland by Mikel Le Roy
www.ijlandstudio.nl
www.studioleroy.com
All songs from the Tiger Lillies show '7 Deadly Sins'
Photos by bLUE
