Grayson Industries - I'm taking control of your life
music audio cd - 10 tracks 1985
RITES OF BILL SPRING
intro: The voice of one who's winning, and offering some handy hints as to how it's done. But there's a price for this knowledge, after all its a dog eat anything it can get its jaws around world. The law of the jungle in a fitted kitchen. he's got a nice suit and firm handshake. A regular guy who's looking for a new carpet.
Rites of Bill Spring
It's really your lucky day meeting a man like me.
Boy I bet you've dreamt of this.
I won't disappoint you. This is going to change your life.
All it needs is a couple of words down the executive phone
Held hard in my hand. A whispered sweet nothing
In an intimate stranger's ear.
It's something that people like me
have to own. So useful in every situation.
With this I can change your life, and never have to know
What your face looks like.
It's the blind leading the blind.
Exciting, four soft orifices
joined by wire, that I can send my
orders down, shift money, or talk dirty
to my dealer.
Any city is my city
Under oral domination.
Do you know what I'm going to do for you?
I'm going to look after you with these strong words
And a telephone cradled hard in a sensitive manicure.
I'M TAKING CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE.
Think big. This is now
a different situation. You can feel
Great again. Under my protection.
It's comforting isn't it
To know that there's not a single thing that you can do?
It's not going to be easy, oh no, no free rides.
But boy, will we have a ball.
Just you and me, together under my upper hand
My finger on your fleshy pulse.
You know what it is?
It's a matter of knowing where the money is.
Which market's moving.
You want aural sex?
Dial the digits you want to buy.
It's a fair exchange. Move your tongue
In a stranger's ear.
For a harder kick, just sniff this wad
Doesn't it make a wallet swell?
Take that heaven scent of power
(The Lord helps those who help themselves)
And you will come like you've never come before.
You'll come yelping back for more.
Whispering down the wire.
Come on. get down on your knees and pray
For a taste of power like this.
But don't fight the hand that feeds you.
Turn banker's notes to property,
Both are made of wood.
A big house. With every facility.
In a desirable commuter belt.\A place to say you own.
You know where your bread's got buttered
In a fitted feature kitchen.
So go on! Hit Them!
They'll never get back at you.
What do you think big fists are for?
(and he was a big man too.
I'll bet he never greased the barrels
Before he slipped them in.
and vocals: Richard Grayson