Album title: SCI-FI LULLABIES Release date: October 6, 1997 Tracklist: My Insatiable One, To the Birds, Where the Pigs don't Fly, He's Dead, The Big Time, High Rising, The Living Dead, My Dark Star, Killing of a Flashboy, Whipsnade, Modern Boys, Together, Bentswood Boys, Europe is Our Playground, Every Monday Morning Comes, Have You Ever Been This Low?, Another No One, Young Men, Sound of the Streets, Money, WSD, This Time, Jumble Sale Mums, These Are the Sad Songss, Sadie, Graffiti Women, Duchess

my insatiable one
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1992
Song duration - 2:57
Track 1 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "The Drowners"
In the high life, I've got this feeling now
I've got this horrible feeling
On the escalator they took it out on him,
As the ridiculous world went by

Oh, he is gone
He's my insatiable one...

On the high wire, dressed in a leotard
There wobbles one hell of a retard
On the escalator we shit paracetamol,
As the ridiculous world goes by

Oh, he is gone
He's my insatiable one
And he was my inflatable one...



to the birds
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1992
Song duration - 5:23
Track 2 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "The Drowners"
Don't take your life, 'cos your bicycle won't fly
You could be going to heaven tonight
Don't spoil the show for the love of some albino
You won't be going to heaven alone

I see her by the window waiting every night
So I wouldn't give a shit if my bicycle's in bits
I think I'm going to heaven on it

I see her by the window pour the poison for you
I'll go there through the window in my sixteen-hole boots
And I'll sing to the birds here at my side
And I'll sing to the birds who will save my life

Don't take your life 'cos your bicycle won't fly
You could be going to heaven tonight
And I wouldn't give a shit if your bicycle's in bits
I think I'm going to heaven on it

I see her by the window, and I see there's a day
We'll walk out through the traffic
And pour the poison away
So I'll sing to the birds here at my side
And I'll sing to the birds who will save my life

I will lie down for her



where the pigs don't fly
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1992
Song duration - 5:32
Track 3 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies" 
Track 2 on the single "Metal Mickey"
Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness
They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans
They're sparking up with someone, oh
They're covering their jumpers in roses, oh

Where the pigs don't fly, oh...

Out over there, out in the sticky wire fire,
Your royal stickiness, your highness
I've heard there's someone saying "I do"
And banging out an old piano tune

Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do

I do



he's dead
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1992
Song duration - 5:11
Track 4 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies" 
Track 3 on the single "Metal Mickey"
I wake up every day, but I don't want it that way
Take my thoughts to the roundabout
'Cos me and them, we like to get out

Oh, what you do in your head
You do in your head
Oh, if he is dead

He said he had a horrible house
I looked in and learned to shut my mouth
He said I had the look of a son
With all the love and poison of London

Oh, what you do in your head
You do in your head
Oh, if he is dead
Oh, I'll watch you do in your head
You'll do in your head
Oh, if he is dead



the big time
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1993
Song duration - 4:13
Track 5 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies" 
Track 3 on the single "Animal Nitrate"
I watch the slow hand kill the day
I see my starring role tick away
I watch the skyline for him to come
And when he comes along, we'll be gone...

...And we'll go into the city, into the light
We'll be there in the headlines, there overnight,
'Cos this is the big time, this is the way
Now he's in the big time, he'll show you the way.

This is the big time, this is the way
Now he's in the big time...
And you're in the way.



high rising
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1993
Song duration - 5:49
Track 6 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 5 on the EP "Stay Together" (US version)
Track 3 on the single "So Young
You'll hide among the covers and wave as the aeroplanes go by,
There's nothing to say when you sleep all day, but "bye-bye".

Your mind will find another, and that's where the days have gone,
And all you can hear is a stereo somewhere playing a pig-of-a-song

And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.
When you turn the light out, light out, she'll come.

She called you from across the city, you hired a car to crawl,
But with the high rise still in your eyes you wonder who's out there at all.

And you'll know her, know her, when she comes.
When you turn the light out, light out, she'll come.
When you turn the light out, she'll come.

Stop making me older, start making me new.



the living dead
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1994
Song duration - 2:51
Track 7 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the EP "Stay Together" (US version)
Track 2 on the single "Stay Together"
Where's all the money gone?--
I'm talking to you,
All up the hole in your arm,
Is the needle a much better screw?
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go.

Where is this life of fun that you promised me?
Nothing here works but your works and I mean it
I have to leave
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go.

If I was the wife of an acrobat would I look like the living dead, boy?
You're on the wire and can't get back, let's talk about the living dead
Could have had a car, could have had it all,
Could have walked in the sky but we stare at the wall.

I know where the money's gone--
I know what you do
'Cos I've seen the hole in your arm and
The needle's a much better screw
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go.



my dark star
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1994
Song duration - 4:25
Track 8 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the EP "Stay Together" (US version)
Track 3 on the single "Stay Together"
In a hired car she will come to England from the sea,
And as the tide flows the London snows will come.
And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun

And she will come from India with a love in her eyes
That say, oh how my dark star will rise

In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.

And she will come from India with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from Argentina
With her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, how my dark star will rise,

...and she will rise.



killing of a flashboy
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1994
Song duration - 4:08
Track 9 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "We Are The Pigs"
All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter
And go shaking on the scene like killing machines
And they know that when she's stacked up top
She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show
Shaking obscene like killing machines here we go

It's the same old show, he's a killer he's a flash boy oh
He's a killer he's a flash boy oh

Oh if you shake your fake tan thru aerosol land you'll know
That you'll suffer your sex by the caravenettes oh no
And that shitter with the pout won't be putting it about no more
Or shaking obscene like a killing machine here we go

It's the same old show, he's a killer he's a flash boy oh
He's a killer he's a flash boy oh...

...oh and Athena loves your body
So think of the sea my darling
Think of the sea as you murder me, murder me, murder me,
murder me, murder me...

It's the same old show, he's a killer, he's a flash boy oh
This is the killing of a flash boy oh.



whipsnade
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1994
Song duration - 4:22
Track 10 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "We Are The Pigs"
We are only young,
But we style our future with a cattle gun
And we aren't idle rich,
So we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch

Cause when the firelight shocks like a cop shop pyre
We'll sack the politics for premonition and fire
And we'll move like nureyev that night

Coast to coast, side to side
Shines the lies of fine enlightened minds
Coast to coast

We are only young
But we style our future in the shadow of guns
And we are not idle rich
So we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch

Cause when the stylised kick of the filmstar whip
Cracks down on the millions,
Cracks the kids on their hips
Then we'll move like nuryev that night

'Cos coast to coast, side to side
Shines the lies of fine enlightened minds
Coast to coast, side to side

Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds
Coast to coast, side to side
Blades engraved with babies' names
While pylons hide the suicide
Coast to coast, side to side
Shines the light of fine enlightened minds

Coast to coast, side to side
Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds
Coast to coast, side to side
Blades engraved with babies' names
While pylons hide the suicides



modern boys
Written by Anderson/Butler
Produced by Ed Buller, 1994
Song duration - 4:10
Track 11 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "The Wild Ones" (CD 1)
Track 13 (hidden) on the US version of "Dog Man Star"
Come unto me my winter son
We could lie on the rails
And when the morning comes
We'll be miles away
Miles away

Slipping away while the city sleeps
Running away from this cruel disease
Miles away, miles away

Modern boys, modern boys
Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years
We're the modern boys

Come onto me my sickly thing
We could lie on the rails
But to really win we'll just drive away, drive away

Yes, the world calls my international
So let the decades die, let the parties fall
And we'll be miles away, miles away
Because we'll be living like
Modern boys, modern boys

Hand in hand, sick of the fear
Chasing away all the hungry years

Into the night, under the stars
Jumping the lights in the silent cars
He's on your left, I'm on your right
It's so easy in the concrete night



together
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1995
Song duration - 4:31
Track 12 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "New Generation" (CD 1)
She was standing smoking counting stolen change,
Don't someone have the guts to complain?
Said "superman, I'm a big fan,
Let's get something straight,
Well you don't have the guts to complain"
Now your son's coming out to play
Your son's coming out to play

When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
Got a supermarket stance
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the life you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together

I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change
But I don't have the guts to complain
Well I picked you up, got mixed up with you,
That's OK
'Cos now I've got the guts to complain
And now your son's coming out to play
Your son's coming out to play

When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
Got a supermarket stance
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the life you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together



bentswood boys
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1995
Song duration - 3:20
Track 13 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "New Generation" (CD 1)
When you're high on diesel nightly
And the traffic starts to roll
You smoke a cigarette and watch the black girls
In a white boys world
Anything is possible for the Bentswood boys

Where the karma comes with the kids and the cat food
You see Tina push the pram
'Cos she was on her back in his estate car
And in the back of his van
Anything is possible for the Bentswood boys

For the Bentswood boys (things are happening)
For the Bentswood boys (mmm...tell it like it is!)

Don't take me down, don't take me down
Don't take me down south



europe is our playground
Written by Osman/Anderson
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 5:37
Track 14 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Trash" (CD 1)
Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's take a chance
From Heathrow to Hounslow, from the Eastern Block to France

Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now

Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's make a stand
From peepshows to disco, from Spain to Camber Sands

Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now...



every monday morning comes
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 4:28
Track 15 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Trash" (CD 1)
Oh when you and I
Watch the planes go by
Silver in the sky
We do whatever we like

Oh when you and me
See the birds and the sea
The people on the streets
We do whatever we please

But every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah, yeah
Oh every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah

Oh when you and I
Watch the London sky
The traffic rolling by
We do whatever we like

So we chase the day away
And feel the morning rain
Piss our money down the drain
And do whatever they say

But every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah, yeah
Oh every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah



have you ever been this low?
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 3:52
Track 16 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Trash" (CD 2)
Have you ever been this low?
The taxis take you where you wanna go
Broken windows, endless television shows
I haven't ever been so low

I am the one, I sing the song
My lights are on but there's nobody home

So much happening today
A thousand people come and go and stay and fade away
They draw the blinds and watch the show
Have you ever been so low?

I am the one, I sing the song
My lights are on but there's nobody home

...nobody home



another no one
Written by Anderson
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 3:57
Track 17 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Trash" (CD 2)
She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smiles
'Cos outside is just a taxi ride to drive away
So she packs her bag, calls a cab and the world smiles
And inside well she feels all right and turns to say:

"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one to take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end."

She feels the sun, phones her mum and the world smiles
'Cos outside in the morning light it's another day
So she packs her bag, smokes a fag and the world smiles
'Cos inside well she feels all right, and turns to say:

"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one who'll take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end...
Oh well..."



young men
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 4:36
Track 18 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Beautiful Ones" (CD 1)
Bonus track on the Japanese version of "Coming Up"
Tony only reads Asian babes
Danny's doing doves on down the raves
Terry drinks his money away
Oh God, and his sons play drums all day

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
The young men
You are the ones, are the scene, are the sons, are the young men
Young men, here we, here we go again

Les says punk isn't dead
Mick is not impeccably bred
Paul he just can't get out of bed
Oh God, and Phil's still off his head

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
The young men
You are the ones, are the system, are the sons, are the young men
Young men, here we, here we go again

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul, the young men
You are the ones, are the scene, are the young men
Cheating on the wives, all shiny suits and lazy lies, the young men
Insulting everyone, picked up your sister, kicked your son, the young men
Fighting in the clubs, flash on the streets, cash in the pubs, the young men
Boozing on the train, p-45's and cheap champagne -- the young men



the sound of the streets
Written by Anderson
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 5:02
Track 19 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Beautiful Ones" (CD 1)
She walks the streets of summer
Inside her there's no future
She walks the streets to pass the time
The cash machines are laughing
At plastic people passing
She walks the streets to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah

She sees the midnight taxis
The toilets and the backstreets
She feels the wheels and needs a line
Outside there's crazy parties
There's painted faces laughing
So many ways to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah

She walks the streets of summer
Inside her there's no future
She walks the streets to pass the time
Inside she feels like winter
For the child that died within her
She walks the streets to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah



money
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 
Track 20 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Beautiful Ones" (CD 2)
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get flash, get cash, get phoney

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get rich, get stitched, get lonely

So come and amaze me, so come and amaze me
It takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mum
Some find a one and a one turns them on, it's money

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get wheels, get heels, get sloaney

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get fucked, pissed up, get loaded

So come and amaze me, so come and amaze me
It takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mum
Some find a one and a one turns them on, it's money



w.s.d.
Written by Anderson
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 
Track 21 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Saturday Night" (CD 1)
Dressed as a cowboy on top of a hill it's sadder than it probably sounds
He gets lovely the more he's ill, don't o.d. on him now
Dressed as a woman with horrible hair and singing to the birds in town
Who goes walking through traffic out there, don't o.d. on her now

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?

Married to me is a hungry son who wants to push me from the 2nd floor
We're so disco we can't get on in this world anymore

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?

Dressed as a cowboy in a permanent gag it's sadder than it probably sounds
So fucking what if he's licking the bag, don't o.d. on him now

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?



this time
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 
Track 22 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Saturday Night" (CD 2)
Oh, day after day, every morning
The city sighs and cars collide
Oh we take the train through the winter hinterland and garage bands
And we wash it away, we wash it away this grey, wash it away

Oh, 'cos this time is yours and mine
Oh hear the city sound, see the lonely crowds
This scene is you and me
Oh in the lazy sun, we're the only ones

Oh, day after day every morning
The roundabouts will take us south
Past every train in every station
Traffic signs and circle lines

'Cos this time is yours and mine
Oh hear the city sound, see the lonely crowds
This scene is you and me
Oh in the lazy sun, we're the only ones

This time is yours and mine
Oh, we're the city sounds, we're the underground
This scene is you and me
Oh, we're the lazy suns, we're the only ones



jumble sale mums
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Ed Buller, 1996
Song duration - 
Track 23 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Saturday Night" (CD 1)
Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids walk round like they're half asleep
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, boil in the bag
Says something that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife

Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids just sit hanging round the street
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, now she's packed her bags
He does some things that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife



these are the sad songs
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Bruce Lampcov, 1997
Song duration - 
Track 24 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Lazy" (CD 1)
Lay Lady Lay and Band of Gold
A Day in the Life, And Dream of Sheep
Seasong and Vincent and Death Disco
Listen to the music in your sleep

These are the sad songs, the broken words
These are the sad songs, the lies you've heard
These are the good times you keep inside
These are the good things that you can have if you try

Venus in Furs and An Occasional Dream
Sign o the Times and Bill is Dead
And Lazyitis and Big Louise
Listen to the music in your head

These are the sad songs, the broken words
These are the sad songs, the lies you've heard
These are the good times you keep inside
These are the good things that you can have if you try



sadie
Written by Anderson/Oakes
Produced by Bruce Lampcov, 1997
Song duration - 5:24
Track 25 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 2 on the single "Lazy" (CD 2 - Limited edition picture disc)
Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streets
In the parked cars and the pretty parks, and in every lonely disease
In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the right
In the dead flowers and the silent hours
In the nightclubs and the fights

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
Oh you know she's she's cold, cold as the night
High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Inside her is the suburbs, in the old front room in the rain
In all the bad days and the music that plays
In the bored kids and their games
In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums
And their worlds
Who are left at home when all the kids have grown watching
the pretty young girls

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night
High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it
And I've got to use her, and I've got to choose her
And I've got to feel it, and I've got to steal it
And I've got to be... Sadie



graffiti women
Written by Anderson
Produced by Ian Caple, 1997
Song duration - 4
Track 26 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Filmstar" (CD 1)
Graffiti women draw pictures on the wall
Graffiti slogans and situations scrawled
Just made up people who wonder through your brain
Graffiti people got nothing, got no name

And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
And they'll steal what they want from who they want from time to time

Graffiti women swap stories in the park
Graffiti women take photos after dark
In permanent people who wonder through the day
Graffiti people got nothing, got no name

And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
So steal what you want from who you want from time to time



duchess
Written by Anderson/Codling
Produced by Ian Caple, 1997
Song duration - 
Track 27 on the album "Sci-Fi Lullabies"
Track 3 on the single "Filmstar" (CD 1)
You've had your fun, your money's gone
You're only friend is the telephone
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

You stay at home and lights the light
They make you smile in the empty night
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
And she sits alone by the telephone
But they won't call back again

You count the pounds and cut your hair
Won't someone send you a millionaire?
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

No friends to see, no car to drive
You'd go to bars but you're much too shy
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
And she sits alone over 13 stone
And they won't come back again

She knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
But now things are tough and they've had enough
And they won't come back again

You've had your fun your money's gone
You spend all day by the telephone