My Misery
but something even badder's gonna spoil her big day
he stands by the mirror
feelin' he's gone fifteen rounds with Cassius Clay
He hears a cockney classic
get me to the church on time - those stupid Bow Bells
she's dressed just like an angel
but very soon her heaven's gonna turn into hell
She knew all along it was wrong and she'd
better, better, better, better give it up
with a love so strong, had to carry on
better, better, better, better live it up
Church yard, he's in the bushes
nervous looking people say he must be
Cupids Disease
Open your eyes now
Can you hear
Try to follow us
Have no fear
Space crusaders
Setting out for a
civilization undiscovered
Heavy ships sailing through the endless galaxies
And one is chosen to bring the torches of humanity
To unknown lands
Contact - it's all in vain
Contact - better leave them alone
Contact - talking to yourself
Contact - better stay on your own
Found a planet
Involved for a war
Trying to win us for
Taking their part
No communication
Into confusion
Same as mother earth
Disillusion
Heavy ships sailing...
Contact - it's all in vain
Contact...
Disembarked
To a killing place
Messenger of the human race
Last ultimatum
Final embrance
The ignorant fool he was
Heavy ships sailing
through the endless galaxies
And Jesus Christ looked away
When they made the final strike
With the fires of embracing love
Contact - it's all in vain
Contact...