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THE CULT OF RAY
Frank Black


What is there to say ?

Still I can`t be silent

Hear the Cult of Ray

And you`ll be enlightened

People, they`re no fun

I saw Raymond speak one time, he said hello

And as he opened up my mind, so fried and battered

I heard his words so very fine

So high above this constant dripping chatter

Young sharks feeding on the scrapple

And upstarts feeding on your Adam's apple

And you can`t hear yourself in all this babble

And are you feeling role strain


Melting rock into metal

Melting rock into metal

Melting rock into metal again ?


In a dark place

In the deep sky

Is an old man

Is an old man

In a coffee can

And he`s waiting

In the old rain

In the dep sky

And he`s waiting


Hear the Cult of Ray

Fear the boy as tyrant

People have a way

When their mood is violent

People, they`re no fun

I have a century in mind, wait, oh no

At least two centuries in mind

Say, it doesn`t matter

This rock is turning into sand

While we are drowning here in our own shatter

You can't eat dirt cause it tastes so awful

Like no sugar in your Turkish coffee

And can`t smile cause I got me a mouthful

And I've been grinding this grain


Melting rock into metal

Melting rock into metal

Melting rock into metal again


In a dark place

In the deep water

Is an old man

In a coffee can

And he's waiting

In the old rain

And he's waiting...


FRANK BLACK

Lead songwriter and vocalist of the now reunited Pixies, Frank Black was born Charles Michael Kittridge Thompson IV. After the 1992 breakup of Pixies, Frank Black adopted a reversal of his former alias, Black Francis, and embarked on his solo career with the debut of his 1993 self-titled album, Frank Black - which contains his biggest rock radio hit, Los Angeles (#4 US Modern Rock), followed a year later by the critically acclaimed Teenager of the Year. ... Read More