Ecstasy And Vendetta Over New York (Live 1983) WITH LYRICS

by Sex Gang Children

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Recorded live at the Danceteria, New York City, December 8, 1983.

Originally released in 1984 on cassette.

Released as a digital album in 2017 on the Liberation London label with lyrics included.

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released January 1, 1984

Vocals – Andi Sex Gang
Guitar – Terry MacLeay
Bass – Dave Roberts
Drums – Raymondo

Engineer – Wayne Vican
Technician [Live Sound] – Eddie Zero, Phil 'Fluff' Cowie

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Liberation London - UK record label - Founded in 2016 by Andreas McElligott, (frontman of historic goth/ post-punk band Sex Gang Children).

Please look forward to the many projects that will emerge from this independent label.
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Track Name: Dead Metal
DEAD METAL (Andi Sex Gang/Terry MacLeay)

Jocko telling tales again, the toilets always flood when your pissing in your brain.
I bought myself a revolver again and I stood in front of the mirror, but I can't do those sort of things anyway...I used to dance before the discos came.
How is your Baby Jane today? Tie me, tie me rope and chain...
I used to dance before the discos came.

Now the killer giggler has struck again, I heard hyenas laughing then realised it was me.
And your spreading rumours about yourself again and the mirror on the wall only shows your face not your faults. Yes I used to dance before the discos came.
How is your Baby Jane today? Tie me, tie me rope and chain...
I used to dance before the discos came.

Don't ever fight just go with the grain, dead metal breathes again...scratching and scrape in the den of iniquity.
How is your Baby Jane today? Tie me, tie me rope and chain... I used to dance before the discos came...dead metal breathes again.
Track Name: Ecstasy & Vendetta
ECSTASY AND VENDETTA (Andi Sex Gang/D. Roberts)

A lonely breed these wandering men, I pushed and shoved through the steely glare of the assassins who aim high. Smell the colour of your room and you row like the Volga boatman, do you always talk that way?
Some say he died for a Cajun queen, some say he stood so tall and strong with his auto banditry.
Serenade with a grenade does your bravado always bite hard, do you stamp your feet all day?
See the beauty of destruction feel my breath upon your neck, why do you turn and walk away?
A lonely breed these hungry men, I sat and stared through the looking glass that all men call the world.
I would have died a thousand times just to see the faces of the assassins who never die.
In my dream I always see not the face of vendetta, but the smile of ecstasy.
Track Name: Deiche
DEICHE (Andi Sex Gang/D.Roberts)

Wilhelmena, set your body on fire, scream hot breathing down my neck. By the blast of God shall they perish, walk from your bed and point three fingers that are black from the stink of your yellow moisture, Deiche.
Deiche they'll cut off your balls, oh and they'll make you wonder in vain in search of water, so scatter your ashes...Deiche... they'll cut off your balls...Deiche! My body begins to burn...Deiche!
Track Name: Draconian Dream
DRACONIAN DREAM: (Andi Sex Gang/Dave Roberts) Ivan your people are calling now. Mongolia certainly stayed true to the cause of Draconia. The Death Piper's tune is always played. Greetings friends and countrymen, this is the voice of solitude. The icons are dying in the halls of fame, no sacred space to choose. I am ready for this terrible fall, the peasant question has risen again. Now that our friend has left us for good, he told me that we would meet again. Feodorovna, Rodzianko, I am your fatal mistake. We are the white emigration, sons of a sterile nation.
Track Name: German Nun
GERMAN NUN (Andi Sex Gang/Dave Roberts)

Wear your shirts all the same colour, burn the books given to you by your father. Take care so you don't fall into the ordinary people who fester and grow below. To the never never land they go. Languish in your primal innocence and ignore the act of love, but God's son shines bright. Through the thunder your love is pure, kneel, cherish, obey. Hypnotised by your despair when you are the pissed and the lonely beware.
And when you close your eyes, stretchy fingers reach down and out, caress your thighs. Hypnotised by your despair when you are the pissed and the lonely beware.
Dreaming in the church of love and hate, no sex here we're young and clean. Anyway somebody once said mark out your destiny, stealing from a clothesline is not Christianity. So languish in your primal innocence and accept the act of love. Anyway somebody once said, our happy new life killed off by the passion of a memory, killed off by the pack of lies. Kneel, cherish, obey!
Hypnotised by your despair when you are the pissed and the lonely beware, beware, beware!
Track Name: Les Amants D'un Jour
LES AMANTS D'UN JOUR (Monnot/Delecluse/Senlis)

Shine another glass make the hours pass, working here all day in a cheap cafe, who am I to care for a love affair? Felt a strange sensation when they arrived.
They entered hand in hand, look in awe like children, bring the sun with your eyes please don't look so surprised, with a strange quiet voice and a room of your choice, it is all that we fear, it is all we hold dear. And in the heart of a city in a yellow hotel room the wallpaper stares with its old yellow gloom, and you want to believe there's no pity or despise, and you want to believe that the sun's in your eyes.
Take care don't despair it's not always this way, it bleeds in my soul, it bleeds in my soul.
Shine another glass make the hours pass, working here all day in a cheap cafe, the decor's so banal it makes me want to cry, body close to body how they chose to lie.
They found them hand in hand look in awe like children, bring the sun with your eyes, please don't look so surprised.
Lay my body to rest, no please don't turn away, it is all that we fear, it is all we hold dear. And in the heart of the city in a yellow hotel room, the wallpaper stares with it's old yellow gloom. And you want to believe there's no pity or despise, and you want to believe that the sun's in your eyes, take care don't despair it's not always this way, it bleeds in my soul, it bleeds in my soul.
Shine another glass make the hours pass, working here all day in a cheap cafe, the decor's so banal it makes me want to die!
Outside the hotel sign says
'There's still room to die.'
Track Name: Oh Funny Man
OH FUNNY MAN (Andi Sex Gang/D.Roberts)

Let the dynasty die it's so hard, it's hard...let sleeping dogs lie, just in time so well out of line to insult the hand that feeds you, I am the gift that paid a thousand bribes.
Please treat them kindly oh funny little man, come and see the clown with your stick and your hat, walk like a cat with your stick and your hat...walk like a cat, champagne for the horses sucked on by rats!

Never part of the idle class always gave them a great big kick in the arse, this funny little man who showed me alabaster...have you ever seen a shrunken head? Shake in your bed!

No telephone calls calls today all my friends gone away, when you're out of fashion it's a lonely price you pay...fat boys should be flogged with your thin white cane.

It is only the dreamers who ever move mountains, it's where my real audience waits. It's like talking to my pig about the opera days, reminisce like the mass that follows anything that moves! Orinoco, Satorico...just like Pablo! I sat in the house with my gun on the table... Conquistador of the useless lives in the past...there's something missing... oh but then how he fills me, it's all in my face. The dice is thrown for life!
No telephone calls today all my friends gone away, when you're out of fashion it's a lonely price you pay...fat boys should be flogged with your thin white cane.
Track Name: Sebastiane
SEBASTIANE (Andi Sex Gang)

Sister tell wishing well to the young men dead on the shore, she soon died a suicide kissed the table in God's name.
It's the code of the cowboy men to defile all that is pure, too much hate, too much hate and your ignorance is your strength.
Don't sell us Britannica with its oozing pipeline dream, eat your children baked in a pie I will blind you to improve your visions of I.
Sebastiane, Sebastiane.
Bite the face of piety, kiss your mother's broken spirit. There is nothing not even shame just the stench from the room full of social animals.
Caught again, Jezebel with your friend and his beauty bible, he once walked through sacred lands now he waves his Nazi dagger.
Sebastiane, Sebastiane, Sebastiane.
Wish you well Sebastiane with your smiling puritan youth. And you feel, feel no pain as they cut through your bluey green vein.
Track Name: Song and Legend
SONG AND LEGEND (Andi Sex Gang/Terry MacLeay)

When you're unexpectedly old you'll look for dark holes, then the time is right to scream into the light. But you're so very young so play with your horse, Papa be nice to me and hold my hand.
Lead me to the square frantically dancing and pulling my hair, please tear down these walls I can't see nothing but I have faith.
When they stepped on my body I cried for a long time just like your father, just like your son it's the riddle of the Europeans and the evil breath of men. Carry me into the light, I'll walk into the light
Lead me to the square frantically dancing and pulling my hair, please tear down these walls I can't see nothing but I have faith.
The marks on my body of extreme tenderness like the Protestant work ethic of the generation excess. Let me live, give them bread. Give them bread, give them bread!
Lead me to the square frantically dancing and pulling my hair, please tear down these walls I can't see nothing but I have faith.
In the light and the dark dogs may bark, so piss at the sun you son of a gun. Now scratch your itch you stupid little bitch, have you no shame? Have you no shame? This is not a game, it's not a game! It's a song and legend.
Track Name: Mauritia Mayer - Cannibal Queen
MAURITIA MAYER (Andi Sex Gang/D.Roberts)

Sancho sailor the poor little tailor, the clean lacemaker Mauritia Mayer! Sleep like a child call of the wild, we will make you, make you more of man. Speak out of spite with your Turkish delight another sleepless night, Mauritia Mayer!
Cling to your white vision there's still goodness to gain, Mauritia Mayer!
In the Saviour Of Lost Souls people are clinging with their hopeless stupidity...and I fell to the ground but my heartbeat was sound and the faces of children were spinning round and around. Sex in history we believe in your vague humanism and your chastity.

I always thought that one day I would be a man of destiny, but like a phoney virgin I thought like a superman who lives without sanctity, Mauritia Mayer!
I never thought I'd hold the hand of a man who was lost in thought, but I always seem to breathe upon the
heads of the John Birch Reds...so when you lose control and lock the door, they always forget to look under the bed, Mauritia Mayer!
When we all lie down in a swown it's a pleasing vision with a frown. Raise your thighs in fear of God, Mauritia Mayer. I always thought that one day I would be a man of destiny, but like a phoney virgin I thought like a superman who lives without sanctity, Mauritia Mayer!

Sancho Sailor loved the poor little tailor, loved the clean lacemaker Mauritia Mayer, and I often thought that the words that you taught were words of wisdom, honesty and faith. So now go and be silent my clean little virgin I hope we made you, made you more of a man.
I never thought I'd hold the hand of a man who was lost in thought, but I always seem to breathe upon the heads of the John Birch Reds...Mauritia Mayer!


CANNIBAL QUEEN (Andi Sex Gang)

Today I saw a thousand aborigines marching to your door, asking please let us in, but you offered them sanctuary like a royal master living in this great big heap of decay. Devil may tell all. Nail your wrists to the wall this is the Catholic Party Ball, how many times have you sold to the cannibal?
You licked their hair and bones, kissed their meat and teeth. You rubbed their flesh on flesh, your body laid out like a queen was the best dressed corpse I'd ever seen. Feel your holy spirit rising like a cancer of the heart, screwing your sister in the hall with the lights off. Nail your wrists to the wall this is the Catholic Party Ball, how many times have you sold to the Cannibal Queen?
Track Name: Immigrant
IMMIGRANT (Andi Sex Gang)

Laugh out loud as I spit in your face, show no respect for the consumer day knave...little man I've had a busy day. Stand out from the crowd with your notions of grace, contort your face till you look out of place, contort your race till your blue in the face!
Heads turn around Anatolia kiss the ground, money fortune and fame throw grenades...I spit your face!
I'm losing fast hey ho down we go hey ho, shake to the rhythm of a gnomic quatrain 'til your body is bleeding all over again.
Raise your glass to the virgin and the whore spreading your body all over the floor, I'm leading the life I've never lived before.
And don't walk around with mud on your face look at you now you're a total disgrace, you're telling me you look out of place?

Smashing the store killing the can, scheming for the mothers re-union plan. Oh I talked and I talked of things that didn't matter like a fish in batter and mad as a hatter!
So they say you reap what you sow moving with grace live in disgrace, you're telling me 'til your blue in the face!
And your name sounds almost religious like a book for those who are serious, like a tranquiliser for those delirious!
Heads turn around Anatolia kiss the ground, money fortune and fame throw grenades...I spit in your face...I spit in your face!
Track Name: Children's Prayer
CHILDREN'S PRAYER (Andi Sex Gang)

Oh dear Father I pray to thee, Mummy and Daddy aren't kind to me...I'd like to see them hanging from the highest tree. The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming! Your face always turns away from my pain.
Sleeping in your corner on the kitchen floor, great white hope coming through your door. You scream out and tell him that you can't take anymore.
The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming! Your face always turns away from my pain.
They gave me eyes just to see the show, oh I'm just the happy idiot with my sombrero. So a heroes welcome for the Mexican macho, his teeth are yellow and his eyes all a glow, and the sewer people are happy below.
The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming! The Angels are coming!
Your face always turns away from my pain.