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Ankle Deep In Mud
Went down by the swamp, looking around
Went down by the swamp, see what I've found
Went down by the swamp, down by the sea
Went down by the swamp, looking at me

Ankle deep in mud, trying to run
Ankle deep in mud, it's no fun

Something underground, sneaking on by
Something underground, people cry
Something underground, go crawling on
Something underground, my nerves are gone

Ankle deep in mud, nowhere to go
Ankle deep in mud, we're running too slow

Screams all around, out of nowhere
Screams all around, no one will dare
Screams all around, something is near
Screams all around, that's something I fear

Ankle deep in mud, getting no place
Ankle deep in mud mud mud mud mud mud
Where's the race?

Ask yourself where's the race?

Ankle deep in mud, getting no place
Ankle deep in mud mud mud mud mud mud

Words and Music by Vance Lyon. (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Back Into The Future
I try in vain, so hard to speak
Choked on my tongue, it's down my throat
It used to be, stuck in my cheek
At four a.m., becomes a ghost

As I run faster, I can imagine
I'm looking inside, how could I stumble
I'm looking inside, back into the future

I plan ahead, to spend at last
I jumped the gun, I killed my life
What came before, became my past
What calms me most is my fright

As I crawl deeper, I might imagine
I'm looking inside, The walls around me
I'm looking inside, Back into the future

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1985 Syntax Music

Because Of Green
Sit back and consume
There is nothing left to choose
Automatic this and that
Sit right back and get fat

Sit right back
Sit right back

Relax until you die
It's a sin to just get by
Your eyes are turning green
Living life suppressed by greed

Relax
Relax

Relax until you die
It's a sin to just get by
Automatic this and that
Sit right back and get fat

Sit right back
And relax

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Berlin On The Plains
Berlin on the Plains (3x)
No choice but action (2x)

It's night but you see
It's cold but you burn
It's still but you hear
It's mean but you're strange

Why are the bells tolling signs of action?
Berlin on the Plains
Berlin on the Plains
Berlin on the Plains
No choice but action
No choice but action

It's weak but you're fresh
It's stay but you leave
It stares but you sneer
It's bound but you're free

Why are the bells tolling signs of action?
Berlin on the Plains (3x)
No choice but action (2x)
Go!

It's night but I see
It's cold but I burn
It's still but I hear
It's mean but I'm strange

Why are the bells tolling signs of action?
Berlin on the Plains (3x)
No choice but action (2x)

It's weak but I'm fresh
It's stay but I leave
It stares but I sneer
It's bound but I'm free

Why are the bells tolling signs of action?
Berlin on the Plains (6x)
No choice but action

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Black Mirror
In the night, I can pretend
Black and bright, I see the end

Vicious nightmares, Silent dreams
Only black stares, frightened screams
Reflections of nothing, nothing but fear
Shiny future, in my black mirror

White sunlight, Shows us the past
Bright black night, covers all that

Only dreams see what I know
No one's with me where I go
There's nothing that I see,
Nothing is here, shiny future
In my black mirror

In the night I can pretend
Black and bright, I see the end


Vicious nightmares, silent dreams
Only black stares, frightened screams
Reflections of nothing, nothing but fear
Shiny future, In my black mirror

Lyrics: Vance Lyon, Music: Get Smart! (c) 1984 Syntax Music

The Difference
Differences ignored, they'll get you in the end
Differences ignored, nerves will bend
You push too far, there's nothing left
You push too far, there's nothing left

You make a bed, you dig a grave
You lie in a blanket it'll go away
You make a bed, you dig a grave
Under the covers, you've got it made

Differences ignored, unforseen tragedy
Giving up is not the end
You make a bed, you dig a grave
Let's die again (x3)

You make a grave, you got it made
With differences you die indifferent
You make a grave, you got it made
Our differences just lie indifferent

Differences ignored, unforseen tragedy
Giving up is not the end
You make a bed, you dig a grave
Let's die again (x4)

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Disillusion
Portrait person, half-cocked smile
Picture perfect, don't go far
Understanding, too much good
Disappointing, try too hard

Evolution, change of pace
Adaptation, not too fast
Situation, learn from me
Disillusion, not too sure

Try very hard to fit into the mold
It would be a shame if you weren't accepted

Evolution, change of face
Adaptation, cannot last
Situation, look at me
Disillusion, not too sure
Situation, all mixed up
Disillusion...
Disillusion...

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Eat, Sleep A Go-Go
Consume, consommation
Heartbeat, palpitation
Cold, hot, don't stop
Eat, Sleep, A Go-Go (x4)

Rice, stew, boogaloo
Tongue twist and lung chew
Crunch it up, don't get stuck
Eat, Sleep, A Go-Go (x4)

Do the calorie burn
Do the calorie burn
You can't quit

Metabolic alcoholic
It's a gas, get on the stick (x3)
Don't stop (x4)

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Every Road That You Go Down
Every road that you go down,
every road that you see,
every road that you go down,
bends eventually.

Begin, no, remember.
May your eyes always see.
Every road that you go down
repeats for eternity.

A ten mile walk down
Past, you're already there.
Drumhead in the kitchen.
Any comfort left to spare?

Standing in a blue field.
Somewhere else to be. . .
Restless abandon,
eat your heart on a stick.

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1986 Syntax Music

Face
White men, some wear silver, some wear gold
Clean men, some are new, some are old

They bite, they smile, they can scare

Deciduous existence is not fair

Two men, one can see, one cannot
Blue men, I can't help what I got

They sleep, they stare, they can cry
One thing's for certain, they can't lie

There's too many people that I can't ...
There's too many people that I can't ...
There's too many people that I can't ...
Face, face

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Gold To Rust
The time for change is long, long goes
Carving ornamental hearts of stone
Leaving some mystery disclosed
You'll never have to search for hope
I've seen hard rock turn into sand
Into sand

One into a face that's real
A bleeding friend's own face I see
Being it's easy to be alone
If ever you can trust yourself
I've seen warm words turn into cold
Into cold

Will I always sometimes believe
Wasted time is gambled and lost
Nothing someone can ever trust
Whenever a change is at stake
I've seen pure gold turn into rust
Into rust

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1986 Syntax Music

In The Dark
In the dark, take me by the hand
Lead me to another land
Promises, too soon to make
Fragile feelings too soon to break
In the dark (x2)

In the dark, flying through space
I can see your terrified face
I realize why we're here
The future really is not too clear
In the dark (x2)

In the dark (x2)
Where's the light, in the dark
Where's the light, I'm in the dark

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Just For The Moment
Eyes are lined with respectable lies
Floating backward ‘til it cries

Function stops, in walks conflict (x3)

Lives are lined with forgettable ties
Forced emotion ‘til it dies

Nothing's said, I'm forgotten (just for the moment) x4

Just for the moment (x4)

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Knight
Sitting around thinking alone
I got rats and birds on my side
You say, talk talk
Nothing to hide
There are lessons learned
Who's on my side?

Is it real for you?
Is she everything you need?
Do you sit at home and lie to yourself
Like I do? Like I do

Laughter is measured, Time, no pleasure
Laughter is measured, Time, no pleasure
What do I want? What do you need?
Do you bleed like I do
Like I do? Like I do

Sitting around thinking alone
I got rats and birds on my side
You say, talk talk
Nothing to hide
There are lessons learned
Who's on my side?

Who is she? Is it real for you?
Is she everything you need?
Do you sit at home and lie to yourself
Like I do? Like I do

Laughter is measured, Time, no pleasure
Laughter is measured, Time, no pleasure
Laughter is measured, Time, no pleasure

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Looking Out For #3
Oh, did you see me floating past you
I saw three of you in separate corners all a part of me
One was an arm I used to have
One was a gift that I wanted so badly
But here it is without a purpose 'cause it's inside me

Oh, did you see me floating past you
Wondering what that shadow of a woman is.
The child with the bid grin on?
But now I touch the three
And now I live the three
And it's all so simple while we're young

Oh I'm floating past you
Looking out for number three

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1986 Syntax Music

Nothing I Can Do
Just a glance
A glimpse from some impulsive world
Vaguely focus in and out
I can see it fading, turn and go
I can see it fading, nothing I can do
My eyes are tied

Just one time
A grasp on some unchallenged realm
Firmly stating my control
I can feel it churning, wait a while
I can feel it churning, nothing I can do
My limbs are tied

I can see it fading, nothing I can do
I can feel it churning, nothing I can do
My mind is tied

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1986 Syntax Music

Numbers And Colours
7 1 8 2 and
Yellow, red, green and blue
7 1 8 2 and
Yellow, red, green and blue

Numbers and colours a world to choose
Numbers and colours defend to lose
Numbers and colours a world to choose
Numbers and colours defend to lose

Silver, gold steel and glass
Pretend to be the number one class
Silver, gold steel and glass
Pretend to be the number one class

Numbers and colours a world to choose
Numbers and colours defend to lose
Numbers and colours a world to choose
Numbers and colours defend to lose

Silver, gold steel and glass
Pretend to be the number one class
Silver, gold steel and glass
Pretend to be the number one class

Numbers and colours stay to the end
Numbers and colours count your blessings till then

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

On And On
Your eyes have cracked
They've shattered the image
Convenience for the moment

On and on and on and on and on
It slips away

The place is packed, whose image is worse?
Controlling every movement

On and on and on and on and on
And run away

No time to look back, trapped in the past
Controlling all the destiny

On and on and on and on and on
And fade away

You keep thinking, you keep acting
Keep on pretending

On and on
and on and on and on
and on and on and on
and on and on and on
and on and on

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

One More Circle
Acting too much, can't feel no more
Jumping in circles, can't play no more
No more time, no more time
No more time for circles (x2)

Talking too much gets through no more
Running in circles, can't focus no more
No more time, no more time
No more time for circles (x2)

Jumping in circles, hit the floor
Running in circles, can't find the door
No more time, no more time
No more time for circles (x2)

No more rhyme (no more circles)
No more crime (no more circles)
No more crime (no more circles)

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

Room w/a View
I'm in the light and my eyes are burning
Catch expression while my head is turning

Where are the strings that move my lips?
You had them in your hands

I'm in a room where the walls don't end
I had a pen and I lost it again

Where are the chords that move my voice?
You had them in your hands

Outside the noises swell and I don't feel so well
With no surprise, no room to fall
how can we doubt what we know so well?

These are the strings that move my lips
These are the chords that move my voice
These are the fingers that move my pen

You had them in your hands

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1986 Syntax Music

See Who's Laughing
Pack up your life and I'm left writhing
Empty rooms are all too haunting
Nonsense aggravation from sitting on my hands
Avoid the truth

Put up with strife and you get happy
Day by day and you say sorry
Intense circumstances is simply borrowed time
See who's laughing

Drag it out and now I'm sorry
After all it's all too haunting
Going in circles and I corner sordid past
Avoid the truth, see who's laughing
I'm not laughing (ha, ha, ha)

Why do I do all the counting?

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1986 Syntax Music

Sleeve
And the less we know the better it feels
Oh how I wish wishing made it so

Take this thing away 'cause I can't sleep no more
Take this thing away 'cause I can't eat no more
Take this thing away and let me breath
It's burning a hole in my sleeve

Enough, that's enough
I find nothing to be habit forming
Enough, that's enough
What would I be without it?

And the wars we play and now I pay
Oh, nothing lasts, please make it through this day

Lyrics: Marc & Lisa (c) 1986 Syntax Music

That's What They Tell Me
Don't tell me tomorrow
Don't tell me maybe
Because you know I won't be happy
Till I get what I need

(repeat 1st verse)

Everyone's got lots of money
Everyone's got lots of love
Everyone's got a happy family
That's what they tell me
That's what they tell me

(repeat 2nd verse)
(repeat 1st verse)
(repeat 2nd verse)

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1986 Syntax Music

They Walk In Pairs
Sentinels guard the enemy thoughts
And stare each other down
All is open but nothing's revealed
They wait for each other to open fire

Action, action and reaction,
They walk in pairs
Action, action and reaction,
They walk in pairs

Courage hides and lies are heroes
Talk, no cares, they walk in pairs

Feelings flee, discuss what remains
Talk, no cares, they walk in pairs

Action, action and reaction
They walk in pairs
Action, talk no cares
They walk in pairs
Action, talk no cares
They walk in pairs

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1981 Syntax Music

This Is Style
Starting out from a different point of view
I have got an image to undo
Expecting me for free and all the while
Expecting me to change my inner style

This Is Style (x3), don't change my... style

Starting out with a different set of rules
I've got this image to undo
Fashion comes and the masses thrive
Except this nonesense expected to survive

This Is Style (x3), don't change my... style

This is style, this is ...
This is style, I'll change my.. my own style

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1981 Syntax Music

To The Nines
Blackest country, coldest swell
Spinning only breaks the spell

Singing voices clear as bells
Don't you hear them just as well?
And your silence freezes hell
Vacant eyes are all to tell

To the nines

Control inside of the few
Instant instinct says of new
Burning crosses, ideas too
Setting sunrise is the view

Start the learning, action too
Restless fingers, more than two

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1986 Syntax Music

What It Is We Fear
Touch I can touch
Pale, you turn pale
Deadly are my fingers
I guess you can tell

What it is we fear

Passion where is this love it
doesn't take
Talk we can talk
all night in silence

What it is we fear

For reasons of purpose
virtue has not stuck
Trapped in the syntax of
someone else's game

What it is we fear

(instrumental break)

What it is we fear
What it is we fear

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1984 Syntax Music

Where Did This Week Go?
Give me some time, I'm too slow
I need more time, don't you know
That I'm tired, I'm wired

Don't spend hours planning for me
I won't be here when my time is free
Now, don't you see, that's not for me

Next week I'll go to the store
Next week I'll sleep some more
Next week, hey, where did this week go?

The TV has a life of it's own
While we're asleep unplug the phone
We're tired, perspired

The light bulbs are dying and nobody cares
We leave their corpses on the stairs
They're tired, so uninspired

Next week I'll be more relaxed
Next week I'll pick up the slack
Next week, hey where did this week go?
Next week is this week (x2)
Next week I'll do something useful.

Lyrics: Lisa (c) 1981 Syntax Music

World Without End
World without end
drink the water from this empty cup
Swallow down; spirit up

World without end

In your days of loneliness
spend the time of all your seconds left
I confess; save yourself

Need the pain of someone else
spend the time of all your seconds left
Nothing left to be spent

World without end
Never end can be the answer back
No distress to the end

Lyrics: Frank (c) 1985 Syntax Music

You've Got To Stop
Unknown weakness follow me
Enter anguish, tragically
The ceiling up above
Falling down, falling down, falling

The world around standing still
Move too fast, now I'm ill
The pressure up above
Caving in, caving in, caving

People don't help, they just stare
Nothing to fear, never a care
People all around
Run away, run away, run, run

You have got to stop
You know you can't go on (4x)

Lyrics: Marc (c) 1984 Syntax Music