Recent years were unsung
I light 'em up
Burning my horoscope
Recent fears I've undone
I give 'em up
Sick of my bogus ghost
Rising up it reached my highest line
C'mon Daisy don't drown me this time
I'm living in fits can't get myself ripped
Don't make me no criminal
I'm easily moved, it don't leave me no room
Don't make me no criminal
Rising up it reached my lowest line
I had bad ideas and ballast on my mind
Now the sparks are gonna fly
'cause I'm turned on again
Burning up the future
I'm taking off
I'm taking off
Recent fears about love
I string 'em up
These are my robust ropes
There'll be no more tears I'm unplugged
Lets live it up
Easy come easy go
Falling down gave me my highest line
So c'mon Daisy don't drown me this time
Now the sparks are gonna fly
'cause I'm turned on again
Burning up the future
I'm taking off
I'm taking off
Falling down I reached my highest line
I've got a good idea what breaks you makes you shine
Now the sparks are gonna fly
'cause I'm turned on again
Burning up the future
Now the sparks are gonna fly
'cause I'm turned on again
Turning on the boosters
I'm taking off
I'm taking off
(so c'mon Daisy don't drown me this time)
Catherine Wheel - Wishville Album Lyrics
Catherine Wheel - Wishville Lyrics
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON, TIM FRIESE GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Gasoline
Fuel of fathers' sweat
Sweet like baby's breath
Strong like superman
Stinking up the streets I am
The feeling does me in
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Smooth like summer silk
Sweet like mother's milk
Warm like tenderness
Perfume sprayed around my neck
I know it makes no sense
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Here comes the rush again
Let me down easy
Warm like summer breeze
Flowing round your city
Come on down with me
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Sweet like baby's breath
Strong like superman
Stinking up the streets I am
The feeling does me in
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Smooth like summer silk
Sweet like mother's milk
Warm like tenderness
Perfume sprayed around my neck
I know it makes no sense
But here I go again
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Here comes the rush again
Let me down easy
Warm like summer breeze
Flowing round your city
Come on down with me
I love gasoline
I love gasoline
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lifeline
Follow the lifeline I labelled so neat
Through every lifetime from scars that run deep
Follow the love tracks unrivalled unmatched
Book me the right train I'd love to nip back
Set up high above the Pyrenees
Set up high on the road of release
My brain, my arms, my chain, my charms
My aims, my itch, my foes, I've licked
My bed of flame my name
Spread myself round again
Spilled out my guts again
Think I might lay down again
Stitch me up I'm torn again
Follow the pipeline I laid it so deep
It flows out my window it flows out to sea
It curls round the mountain it takes up the slack
Book me the right plane I long to nip back
Set up high above the Pyrenees
Set up high on the road of relief
My lies, my lust, my truth, my trust
My league, my school, my game, my rules,
My bed I've made, my grave
Spread myself round again
Spilled out my guts again
Think I might lay down again
Stitch me up I'm torn again
My eyes, my hips, my face, my lips
Are failing me
Combined with mixed up living
My victory is escaping me
La La La
The lifeline slips away
Through every lifetime from scars that run deep
Follow the love tracks unrivalled unmatched
Book me the right train I'd love to nip back
Set up high above the Pyrenees
Set up high on the road of release
My brain, my arms, my chain, my charms
My aims, my itch, my foes, I've licked
My bed of flame my name
Spread myself round again
Spilled out my guts again
Think I might lay down again
Stitch me up I'm torn again
Follow the pipeline I laid it so deep
It flows out my window it flows out to sea
It curls round the mountain it takes up the slack
Book me the right plane I long to nip back
Set up high above the Pyrenees
Set up high on the road of relief
My lies, my lust, my truth, my trust
My league, my school, my game, my rules,
My bed I've made, my grave
Spread myself round again
Spilled out my guts again
Think I might lay down again
Stitch me up I'm torn again
My eyes, my hips, my face, my lips
Are failing me
Combined with mixed up living
My victory is escaping me
La La La
The lifeline slips away
Writer: BRADY THORNTON JR. ELLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
What We Want To Believe In
She was my sunlight
She made my skin glow
She had these bow legs
I didn't want her to go
Blue skies were turning red
Learned my grade the hard way
She loved me or so she said
So I say
We all believe
What we want to believe in
We like to dream
What we want to believe in
This is the real thing
I stretched her dress tight
I cut her hair low
I made her speak right
I didn't want her to go
Grey skies beneath my feet
I slipped on truth the hard way
She preferred herself to me
So I say
We all believe
What we want to believe in
We like to dream
And we want to believe it
So we all believe
What we want to believe in
This is the real thing so dance
Every woman and man
In cloud cuckoo land
She made my skin glow
She had these bow legs
I didn't want her to go
Blue skies were turning red
Learned my grade the hard way
She loved me or so she said
So I say
We all believe
What we want to believe in
We like to dream
What we want to believe in
This is the real thing
I stretched her dress tight
I cut her hair low
I made her speak right
I didn't want her to go
Grey skies beneath my feet
I slipped on truth the hard way
She preferred herself to me
So I say
We all believe
What we want to believe in
We like to dream
And we want to believe it
So we all believe
What we want to believe in
This is the real thing so dance
Every woman and man
In cloud cuckoo land
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
All Of That
I am a brute, but I abstain
I am foolish I am vain
Yeah I'm a fan
I am the brother of a famous man
I am gorgeous I am right
I have left this planet but I'll be back
I am delicious I am crap
I am all of that
I am all of that
I am smooth but I am crusted
I am speechless I can be trusted
I'm baby blue I am the nursery attached to you
I've been happy I've been sad
I graced this planet experienced that
I've been set-up I've been set back
I've been all of that
I've been all of that
I'm enormous I am slight
I have left this planet but I'll be back
I am religious I am fat
I am all of that
I am all of that
I am all of that
And soon the time will come
When everybody's somebody
And nobody is anybody
I am foolish I am vain
Yeah I'm a fan
I am the brother of a famous man
I am gorgeous I am right
I have left this planet but I'll be back
I am delicious I am crap
I am all of that
I am all of that
I am smooth but I am crusted
I am speechless I can be trusted
I'm baby blue I am the nursery attached to you
I've been happy I've been sad
I graced this planet experienced that
I've been set-up I've been set back
I've been all of that
I've been all of that
I'm enormous I am slight
I have left this planet but I'll be back
I am religious I am fat
I am all of that
I am all of that
I am all of that
And soon the time will come
When everybody's somebody
And nobody is anybody
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Idle Life
Give me soap to shave around
Give me soap to shave around
With my guts exposed and slippy
Don't let them rush me
Don't hesitate
Don't let them take me away
There's nothing wrong
There's a malady in everyone
That keeps me away from the light
Shine, I give my first story
As I live the idle life
The leaping color keeps your heart alive
A creeping glow beside you lava like
Shine you make your own glory
Come on take the idle life
A foreign guy I'm God's own prototype
A blushing bride who loves an idle life
Always above me
I light the day
Here rise the sun I embrace
There's nothing wrong
There's an apogee in everyone
That keeps you awake and alive
Shine, I gave my own story
Now I live the idle life
I know my foes may get me overnight
I'm safe and dry I'm God's own prototype
Shine, you crown your own glory
Come on take the idle life
Creeping color fills your heart tonight
We see no others in our idle lives
Give me soap to shave around
With my guts exposed and slippy
Don't let them rush me
Don't hesitate
Don't let them take me away
There's nothing wrong
There's a malady in everyone
That keeps me away from the light
Shine, I give my first story
As I live the idle life
The leaping color keeps your heart alive
A creeping glow beside you lava like
Shine you make your own glory
Come on take the idle life
A foreign guy I'm God's own prototype
A blushing bride who loves an idle life
Always above me
I light the day
Here rise the sun I embrace
There's nothing wrong
There's an apogee in everyone
That keeps you awake and alive
Shine, I gave my own story
Now I live the idle life
I know my foes may get me overnight
I'm safe and dry I'm God's own prototype
Shine, you crown your own glory
Come on take the idle life
Creeping color fills your heart tonight
We see no others in our idle lives
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Mad Dog
Keep it sweet
Florist of dreams
A tangerine
You're burning up
The forest of love
You're tangled up
You're a weird child
Like your dad was
You're a bee sting
You're a mad dog
You're a fierce soul
In your bad clothes
Need some good luck
In your mad love
Keep it cheap
The promise of peaks
You've never seen
You turned around
Fountains of change
You made your name
What a name
You're a weird child
Like your dad was
Can you be still
You're a mad dog
You're a fierce soul
In your bad clothes
Need some good luck
In your mad love
It's just your magic is more than electric
It spins inside
Take me home
I'm staying up the road
I'll let you know
It isn't you
I need a clear space
To think it through
I'm a weird child
Like you're dad was
I'm a bad star
You're a mad dog
You're a queen Jane
It's a hard slog
I'm a pale saint
In your mad love
You're the May Queen
I'm the magpie
We're the twin sisters
We're the real dreamers
Florist of dreams
A tangerine
You're burning up
The forest of love
You're tangled up
You're a weird child
Like your dad was
You're a bee sting
You're a mad dog
You're a fierce soul
In your bad clothes
Need some good luck
In your mad love
Keep it cheap
The promise of peaks
You've never seen
You turned around
Fountains of change
You made your name
What a name
You're a weird child
Like your dad was
Can you be still
You're a mad dog
You're a fierce soul
In your bad clothes
Need some good luck
In your mad love
It's just your magic is more than electric
It spins inside
Take me home
I'm staying up the road
I'll let you know
It isn't you
I need a clear space
To think it through
I'm a weird child
Like you're dad was
I'm a bad star
You're a mad dog
You're a queen Jane
It's a hard slog
I'm a pale saint
In your mad love
You're the May Queen
I'm the magpie
We're the twin sisters
We're the real dreamers
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Ballad Of A Running Man
For years I avoided caffeine
For years I was clean
I was calm and complete
Then the world fell down round my ears
Had a change in my state
Bug eyed and awake
I was grinding my teeth in my habitat
I couldn't stand still I was running back
But it was gone
Smack smack smacking my hands
Flap flapping my hands
Lick licking my wounds
Will it help me
Rip rip ripping my skin
Clip clipping my wings
Pick picking my bones
Will it help me
Hip hip hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet
Can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man
Jam Jam marathon man
For years I was wrapped up in blue
On sunny afternoons
Sunbathed but unmoved
On the ground I found me a stooge
He was clear out of school
With a theory to prove
He said he understood so I told him
It was just like I'd read in a magazine
Said I thought it was weird to be stumbling
And that it felt like a race I was running in
That's already run
Smack smack smacking my hands
Flap flapping my hands
Lick licking my wounds
Will it help me
Rip rip ripping my skin
Clip clipping my wings
Pick picking my bones
Will it help me
Hip hip hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet
Can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man
Jam Jam marathon man
For years I was clean
I was calm and complete
Then the world fell down round my ears
Had a change in my state
Bug eyed and awake
I was grinding my teeth in my habitat
I couldn't stand still I was running back
But it was gone
Smack smack smacking my hands
Flap flapping my hands
Lick licking my wounds
Will it help me
Rip rip ripping my skin
Clip clipping my wings
Pick picking my bones
Will it help me
Hip hip hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet
Can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man
Jam Jam marathon man
For years I was wrapped up in blue
On sunny afternoons
Sunbathed but unmoved
On the ground I found me a stooge
He was clear out of school
With a theory to prove
He said he understood so I told him
It was just like I'd read in a magazine
Said I thought it was weird to be stumbling
And that it felt like a race I was running in
That's already run
Smack smack smacking my hands
Flap flapping my hands
Lick licking my wounds
Will it help me
Rip rip ripping my skin
Clip clipping my wings
Pick picking my bones
Will it help me
Hip hip hip to the beat
I can't find my own feet
Can't see where I stand
Ballad of a running man
Jam Jam marathon man
Writer: BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Crème Caramel
Creme caramel, shy and shivering
Ring my bell so well
There's something moving slowly over us
Doesn't matter what you think or where you go
The reason why I'm losing my crust
A giddy contribution
You are merely dealing just enough
To keep the man alive
And sanitized
And keep a lid on his lust
And your wedding night thighs
Kept me alive
All through the good times
When the passion was ripe
Creme caramel, shy and shivering
Ring my bell so well
Smooth and sweet and really unctuous
And our love is mushed
And boy I'm feeling really bruised
I keep thinking my heart isn't true
But it keeps the man alive
I'll take an axe to that lie
When I'm moody and nude
And your wedding night thighs
Kept me alive
All through the good times
And your river blue eyes
Kept me alive
All through the good times
All through the good times
When the passion was ripe
Ring my bell so well
There's something moving slowly over us
Doesn't matter what you think or where you go
The reason why I'm losing my crust
A giddy contribution
You are merely dealing just enough
To keep the man alive
And sanitized
And keep a lid on his lust
And your wedding night thighs
Kept me alive
All through the good times
When the passion was ripe
Creme caramel, shy and shivering
Ring my bell so well
Smooth and sweet and really unctuous
And our love is mushed
And boy I'm feeling really bruised
I keep thinking my heart isn't true
But it keeps the man alive
I'll take an axe to that lie
When I'm moody and nude
And your wedding night thighs
Kept me alive
All through the good times
And your river blue eyes
Kept me alive
All through the good times
All through the good times
When the passion was ripe
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Wishville is the fifth and final studio album by English alternative rock band Catherine Wheel, released 23 May 2000 by Columbia Records. It was the band's only album not to feature bassist Dave Hawes, who was fired prior to its recording.
Without a permanent bassist, the band focused on guitar-centered hard rock arrangements. The album's only single was "Sparks Are Gonna Fly".
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Catherine WheelWithout a permanent bassist, the band focused on guitar-centered hard rock arrangements. The album's only single was "Sparks Are Gonna Fly".
Genre(s): Alternative rock
Producer(s): Tim Friese-Greene
Length: 40:29
Released: May 23rd, 2000
Year: 2000