[Scene I: Prologue]

[Instrumental]

[Scene II: Shadowgraph]

Smile, shape it look sincere

Countdown to the flash

Pictures don't lie

Lie back relax, think of mother

Think of love or another

Locate these weights, lest they smother you

Or break you in two

Mask the child who's insecure

Prop him on the stage

Don't let him fall

Falling calling, run for cover

Go hide inside, find a lover

Subtract the act, we'll uncover you

And all you've been through

Rogue

To shatter all accord

Find a code alone

And carry on

On file and on trial, all your making

We've got the shot, no retaking

Knee deep in sleep or in waking

[Scene III: Wee Bit o' Vitriol]

Waking up with your shoes on

Do you know where you are

No time to piece it together

Just find you keys and your coat

Get yourself back in your car

You can't ignore how it plagues you

It's so easy to score

Still the child is lonely

Can't fit the pieces in

And so keeps coming back for more

Dressing down in the midnight

Gripping sin by its toes

Shedding mores as sheepskin

So good so wrong in the dark

A one act play of shadows

Whispering lies and offenses

Muscling reason from mind

We want to cross all the borders

We've built the prison, set the scales

Let's break the chains that bind

[Scene IV: Borrowed and Blue]

Enter a clumsy hobbledehoy

Hobnobbing with the hoi polloi

Oh boy

Now there's a role to play

And as a chummy gadabout town

Exits arm round evening gown

She goes down

Now there's a role to play

And since the show's a hit

It seems that we've been

Playing it every day

(and thank you all again)

[Scene V: Blush and Rouge]

Still this morning's found you

Straining on the toilet with a hangover

Belly up for hours in your bed

Cursing your good evening and the painkillers

Waging war and raging in your head

Painting on a lipstick grin of Saturday

Callow thrusts surrendered to the blight

Split between the lobes of personality

Morning judge and victim of the night

Sleep, sleep, sleep (still you're stuck at the curb)

Sleep your life away, way, way (no one perfect in you)

Way into the ground

Dream, dream, dream (past the lamppost breezy)

Life a lullaby

Counting back time

Ninety-nine, ninety-eight

Gone, gone, gone

[Scene VI: Trance]

[Instrumental]

[Scene VII: Nightmare]

[Instrumental]

[Scene VIII: Solus (Recapitulation)]

[Instrumental]

[Scene IX: Soliloquy]

Am I banished from the realm

Left here to face the night alone

Or is the sentence but to fear alone

To wake and sleep

From dawn to dusk in twilight zone

Yeah, there's Serling in the back

Crime, I feel I'm charged, I feel I'm drained

I hear the angels sing

The choir strained

The jury's in

The sheep have left me shackled and chained

O yes, I can't deny the weight

And so, the final show has come

By slimmest path the broadest way

Now shall I cry to bow for this bouquet

Or wrench my life from out the day to day

To grip the chord at last

And draw the curtain on this morality play

[Scene X: Epilogue]

On an open road

Neither here nor there

See we shuffle along

Under endless sky

On the buried dead

Idly whistling our song

In the caravan

I'm a sham and I

Make to flee from the way

Every memory

Scar and fantasy

Leads me back should I stray

On and on

Stepping in time

This one's for England

Now smile, shape it...