Artists

Peter Murphy – vocals, lyrics
Mick Karn – bass, keyboards, guitar, saxophone (all instrumentation except percussion)
Paul Vincent Lawford – percussion, drum machines

Written by Mick Karn & Peter Murphy. Produced by Dalis Car & Steve Churchyard. The third track (4:40) on The Waking Hour (Beggars Banquet, November 1984), also released as the album’s only single.

Dalis Car was a short-lived collaboration between Peter Murphy, newly freed from Bauhaus, and Mick Karn, the former bassist of Japan, and this was the project’s one single. A music video starring the pair was directed by Geoff Lowe. The album went over budget and sold poorly, and the duo split in 1984 on bad terms, though they reunited in 2010 for a follow-up EP, InGladAloneness, shortly before Karn’s death.

Dalis Car – The Judgment Is The Mirror Lyrics

I question her around the clock
Hanging on her words
Hear myself say the world has stopped
The first step is the worst
The dance is new, momentum high
Like swelling waves around
Hear myself say the flow has stopped
I ask can I be found?
Humanity is young and sure
The judgement is the mirror
Mother Nature and all her work
The judgement is the mirror
The world confronts a change [us chained]
The judgement is the mirror
[It] Smile[s], conscious pain
The judgement is the mirror
The swords of men who criticize
The judgement is the mirror
And this we spend to feed our pride
The judgement is the mirror
She offers me a line of truth
The danger in the mirror
She offers me a line of truth
The danger in the mirror
I question her
’round the clock
Hanging on her words
The world has stopped
The dance is new
The momentum high
Like swelling waves
Around…

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals
Daniel Ash – guitar, backing vocals
David J – bass guitar, backing vocals
Kevin Haskins – drums, percussion

Written by David Bowie. Produced by John Sparrow (BBC session producer), engineered by Mike Robinson; the members of Bauhaus are also credited as producers. Recorded for the BBC Radio 1 David Jensen Show, first broadcast on 22 July 1982, and released as a single on 5 October 1982 (Beggars Banquet), backed with “Third Uncle.”

A cover of the title track from David Bowie’s 1972 album The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars, taken from a live BBC radio session rather than a studio recording. The late John Peel was lukewarm about the cover, saying he never fully understood its appeal, yet it still reached No. 14 in his 1982 Festive Fifty listeners’ poll. The single later appeared on the compilations The Singles 1981-1983 and Bauhaus 1979-1983, and an earlier rough demo was included on the 1998 reissue of the album Mask.

Bauhaus – Ziggy Stardust Lyrics

Ziggy played guitar
Jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And the Spiders From Mars
He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy’s band

Ziggy really sang
Screwed up eyes and screwed down hair-do
Like some cat from Japan
He could lick ’em by smiling
He could leave them to hang
Came on so loaded man
Well hung and snow-white tan

So where were the Spiders
While the flies tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us
So we bitch about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands

Ziggy played for time
Jiving us that we were voodoo
But the kids were just crass
He was the nazz, with God-given ass
He took it all too far
But boy, could he play guitar

Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
We had to break up the band

Now Ziggy played guitar

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, keyboards
Paul Statham – keyboards

Written by Peter Murphy & Paul Statham. Produced by Simon Rogers. The opening track (6:47) on Love Hysteria (Beggars Banquet, March 1988).

A long, brooding opener for Peter Murphy’s second solo album, recorded with his band The Hundred Men and with a mystical streak: Last.fm tags its lyrics with references to J.G. Bennett, Gurdjieff, and Jesus. Paul Statham, formerly of B-Movie, became Murphy’s key songwriting partner on this album and several that followed. Murphy later said that some listeners were confused by the album’s lyrics.

Peter Murphy – Socrates the Python Lyrics

Today …
Your problems are not
Of blind belief
That is or means
Belief ain’t enough, belief ain’t enough
The oracle of your age
Point towards the word
Psychological

You may freeze
You may fear
You may wince
And not hear
You can sick at the heart
When I say
“God is one”
Does God the word
Make you reel
And I mean, real

But it isn’t God the father son or holy one,
But the key to your age
Get it together, and listen
With all the books
On the shelf
All the wisdom
With all the books
On the shelf
All the wisdom

Socrates Pythagorus
Yin and bloody Yang
Hatha Yoga, Omm
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Old Testament and New
Libraries full of keys
Libraries full of keys
Where’s your lock?

Socrates Pythagorus
Yin and bloody Yang
Hatha Yoga, Omm
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Old Testament and New
Libraries full of keys
Libraries full of keys

Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus …

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, guitar, keyboards, rhythm programming
Howard Hughes – guitar, keyboards, piano, rhythm programming, backing vocals
Peter Bonas – guitar

Written by Craig Bell, Tom Herman, Scott Krauss, Peter Laughner, Dave Taylor, David Thomas & Tim Wright (of Pere Ubu). Produced by Ivo Watts-Russell, Peter Murphy, Howard Hughes & Gerry Kitchingham.

A cover of the debut single by Cleveland band Pere Ubu, recorded in 1976 and mostly remembered today as a punk-era cult classic. AllMusic singled out Peter Murphy’s version as a “fierce rip” and the most noteworthy track on his solo debut, and a user review called it the album’s standout. The album also features his cover of Magazine’s “The Light Pours Out of Me.”

Peter Murphy – Final Solution Lyrics

The girls won’t touch me
‘Cause I’ve got a misdirection
Living at night isn’t helping my complexion
The signs all saying it’s a social infection
A little bit of fun’s never been an insurrection

Mama threw me out till I get some pants that fit
She just won’t approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited, always gotta lose
Man that send me off
Let them take the cure

Don’t need a cure
Need a final solution

Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction
Seems I’m a victim of natural selection
Meet me on the other side, another direction

Don’t need a cure
Need a final solution

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, keyboards
Paul Statham – keyboards

Written by Peter Murphy & Paul Statham. Produced by Simon Rogers, engineered by Ian Grimble, recorded at Jacobs Studios and Abbey Road Studios and mixed at Abbey Road. The second track (5:42) on Love Hysteria (RCA/Beggars Banquet, March 1988), and its first single in 1988, with a shorter single edit of about 4:36.

The lead single from Peter Murphy’s second solo album, which was largely written with former B-Movie keyboardist Paul Statham and recorded with Murphy’s band The Hundred Men. AllMusic noted a continuing David Bowie influence on the album while saying it showed Murphy “fully coming into his own as a performer.” A live version of the song later appeared as a B-side on his 1992 singles from Holy Smoke.

Peter Murphy – All Night Long Lyrics

When the night is closing
Eyes are running wild
When I hear you humming
All night long

The sign I see it
Tell me am I true
All I need from you is
All I see

This city’s paved with cold
Playboys buying fun
Seems there is no hunter left
Without his hunting gun

Can you feel the light?
The air is wild open
Oh, you see the light it’s coming through
It’s there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill

Oh, your see-saw smile
Lasts me all night long
Like a siren’s curl
When the night is long

Now, come hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
Hold my hand, you know
This journey could be long

Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we’ll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We’ll go on and see it through

(Belle)
(Une rose qui a joue son role)
(Mon Miroir)
(Mon clef d’or)
(Mon cheval)
(Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance)
Now, hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
(Je voulais livrer)
(Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant)
(A votre main droite)
(Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l’etre)

When the night has come in
Your eyes are running wild
Then I hear you humming
All night long

Yeah, the sign I see it
Yeah, the times I see it
All I need to know from you
Is all I see

Can you feel the light?
The air is wild, open
Oh you see the light
It’s coming through
It’s there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we’ll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We’ll go on and see it through.

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, lyrics, samples, mixing
Paul Statham – guitar, keyboards
Peter Bonas – guitar
Simon Rogers – acoustic guitar

Written by Peter Murphy & Paul Statham. Produced by Simon Rogers, with a mix by Nick Rogers (single mix). From Deep (Beggars Banquet, 19 December 1989), released as its second single in March 1990; the album version runs about 5:24 and the radio edit is 4:13.

The song’s signature “violin” line is actually a keyboard sample: producer Simon Rogers brought in a real viola player, but it didn’t sound as good, so the sampled part stayed. It spent seven weeks at No. 1 on the US Modern Rock chart and reached No. 55 on the Hot 100, making it Peter Murphy’s only Hot 100 entry, and sold over 250,000 copies in its first three weeks. Murphy described it as being about two people in love, though not strictly romantically.

Peter Murphy – Cuts You Up Lyrics

I find you in the morning
After dreams of distant signs
You pour yourself over me
Like the sun through the blinds
You lift me up and get me out
Keep me walking but never shout
Hold the secret close I hear you say

You know the way, it throws about
It takes you in and spits you out
It spits you out when you desire
To conquer it, to feel you’re higher
To follow it you must be clean
With mistakes that you do mean
Move the heart, switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place

On and on it goes
Calling like a distant wind
Through the zero hour we’ll walk
We’ll cut the thick and break the thin
No sound to break no moment clear
When all the doubts are crystal clear
Crashing hard into the secret wind

You know the way, it twists and turns
Changing colour, spinning yarns
You know the way, it leaves you dry
It cuts you up and takes you high
You know the way, it’s painted gold
Is it honey? Is it cold?
You know the way, it throws about
It takes you in and spits you out

Oh cuts you up
Oh cuts you up
Oh cuts you up
Oh la la la la…

You know the way, it throws about
It takes you in and spits you out
It spits you out when you desire
To conquer it, to feel you’re higher
To follow it you must be clean
With mistakes that you do mean
Move the heart, switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place

Oh cuts you up
Oh cuts you up

It’s okay, it goes this way
The line it twists, it twists away
Cuts you up and spits you out
Keeps you walking but never shout

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, lyrics, arrangement
Paul Statham – guitar, keyboards
Peter Bonas – guitar
Simon Rogers – acoustic guitar

Written by Peter Murphy. Produced by Peter Murphy & Simon Rogers, with a single mix by Nick Rogers. From Deep (Beggars Banquet, 19 December 1989), released as the album’s third single in July 1990, where it reached No. 21 on the US Modern Rock chart. The album version runs about 3:48, with a longer, drum-driven “Version Two” at about 5:20.

A mournful love song built around acoustic guitar and Paul Statham’s plaintive keyboards, which AllMusic called one of Peter Murphy’s strongest lyrics and performances. The single and video use a remixed version with drums, bass, and electric guitars added toward the end, giving it a more pop-oriented feel. In concert, Murphy would sometimes lead the song into a medley with Bauhaus’s “Bela Lugosi’s Dead.” It was a modern rock hit alongside “Cuts You Up” and “The Line Between the Devil’s Teeth.”

Peter Murphy – A Strange Kind Of Love Lyrics

A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors
To a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize

This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
No broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste choice and meaning
A look into your eyes

Blind to the gemstone alone
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you

There is no middle ground
Or that’s how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Instead we tumble down
Either side left or right
To love or to hate

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals

Written by Peter Murphy. Produced by Peter Murphy & Mercan Dede. Opens Dust (Beggars Banquet, April 2002), recorded at The Planet in Montreal and Audeon Studios in Istanbul; the track runs about 7:44.

The opening track of Peter Murphy’s album made with Turkish-Canadian composer and producer Mercan Dede, which largely set aside rock for traditional Turkish instrumentation and eclectic influences. A musicOMH reviewer wrote that from the first moments of this track it was clear Murphy had done more than just move to Turkey. AllMusic described Dust as a new chapter for him, and the album also features singles with Boy George and Trent Reznor.

Peter Murphy – Things To Remember Lyrics

Thing to Remember when writing figures of speech and sound
The Power of poetry comes from the ability to defy logic
Defy logic often
Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky
Tell us that your lover is the sky

When you do that
We won’t believe you
We won’t believe you
Because saying so makes no sense
But we’ll see a meaning

We’ll see a meaning

The other thing is the ability to be remembered
Love anything
Love anything

Wasted
I cut myself down
Cut myself down
Wasted
Now, Breaking free
Breaking free
It’s no longer me

Understand where you come from

Floating
I’m facing me down
Prostrate to the ground

Understand

Prostrate to the ground
Mystery
Rain down on my life
Down on my life

Maybe there is nothing to say

Breathing
The future is gone
The strain of the past
The future is gone
The strain of the past

Sometimes nothing often means
The beauty of the human experience

Healing
Rain down on my life
Down on my life
Wasted
Now, breaking free
Breaking free
It’s no longer me

Love anything
Love anything

Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky
Love anything

Floating
I’m facing me down
Prostrate to the ground
Mystery
Rain down on my life
Down on my life

Love anything
Love anything
Love anything
Use a metaphor and tell us that your lover is the sky

Sometimes
Sometimes nothing often means
The beauty of the human experience

These things are to be remembered
To be remembered

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals
Jamaaladeen Tacuma – bass
Hugh Marsh – electric violin
Göksel Baktagir – kanun
Ertan Tekin – ney
Yurdal Tokcan – oud
Mercan Dede – percussion, electronics

Written by Paul Statham & Peter Murphy. Produced by Mercan Dede & Peter Murphy, engineered by Daniel Cinelli, mixed by Cinelli, Dede, and Murphy. The closing track (7:36) on Dust (Metropolis/Beggars Banquet, April 2002).

An extended reworking of “Subway” from Peter Murphy’s 1995 album Cascade, rebuilt here with Turkish instruments and violin by Hugh Marsh. AllMusic noted that the original quoted Petula Clark’s “Don’t Sleep in the Subway” in its vocal, over Paul Statham’s synth strings. A reviewer called the Dust version a successful dusting-off of the 1995 song, one of two album-closing remakes alongside “My Last Two Weeks.”

Peter Murphy – Subway Lyrics

It’s like there’s a straight way you know, you know
I’ve told you before it’s as thin as ice
As thin as the razor snow
Don’t freeze in the snow
Don’t bake in the heat
I’ll be your breath
There’s a place where we can meet
There’s a place where we can meet
There’s a place where we can meet
Use me
Don’t sleep in the subway
Don’t sleep in the pouring rain

By my voice in my midnight meditation
When I wake, be my heart’s floatation
Come and fill, come and fill from the overflow
Come and play, come and play be like a bird

Don’t sleep in the subway
I’m needing you well – I
I feel you, you’re closing down yeah
Get close, talk right through me
Get close, keep tight with me
If you fall now it could be forever
I’m telling you the line is thin now
I’ve told you before this hate is a sin
Empty out for the overflow
Let love begin

There’s a place where we can meet

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals, lyrics, arrangement
Stephen Perkins – drums
Gardner Cole – keyboards, bongo

Written by Ned Bouhalassa & Peter Murphy. Produced by Gardner Cole. The tenth track (4:15) on Unshattered (Viastar Records, 19 October 2004).

A track from Peter Murphy’s seventh solo album, which features several veterans of the Jane’s Addiction and Porno for Pyros circle: drummer Stephen Perkins appears on this song, and guitarist Peter DiStefano and bassist Eric Avery contribute elsewhere on the record. The album was produced by songwriter Gardner Cole, who also plays keyboards and percussion on several tracks.

Peter Murphy – The First Stone Lyrics

My white visions continue
This younger skin’s outgrown old ways
Given what I need
I’m listening to how the silent sway

Still there’ll be poison pens
And that pick of bones
Still a stand to cast
The first stone
Still there’ll be poison pens
And that pick of old bones
Still a stand to cast
The first stone

(The first stone)

Check the day out
The human race is doing time
Locked in some flimsy cage
Made of the stuff of the free will kind

Hear my heart smash
My self made throne
Hoping not to cast
The first stone
Hear my heart smash
My self made throne
Hoping not to cast
The first stone

(The first stone)
(The first stone)
(The first stone)

Hear my heart smash
My self made throne
I promise not to cast
The first stone
Oh
The first stone

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Artists

Peter Murphy – lead vocals
Daniel Ash – guitars
David J – bass guitar
Kevin Haskins – drums

Written by Bauhaus (Daniel Ash, David J, Kevin Haskins & Peter Murphy). Produced by Bauhaus. The opening track (3:53) on Go Away White (Cooking Vinyl/Bauhaus Music, March 2008), recorded in 2006 at Zircon Skye studio in just 18 days.

Bauhaus’s first studio album in 25 years and their final one, with the opening track chosen to kick things off with the band’s classic goth-rock sound. The album was made largely in first takes, and Peter Murphy has said it felt like the right time for the band to end. Critics at the time saw it as a summary of their career, with reviewers noting the influence of the members’ later work with Love and Rockets and Murphy’s solo career.

Bauhaus – Too Much 21st Century Lyrics

There outta be
Something better

A better singer
A better actor
Better job

Better money
Better get her
Better lover
Better not

Too much luck
Too much conceit
Give me one religion
It’s too much

Too much
Passing information

Too much selfish
Too much fake
Too much computer
Too much to take
It’s too much

Too much effort
Too much, kid
Too much control
Control
It’s too much

Bet you want to
Be something better
A better singer
A better actor
Better job

Better money
Better got her
Better love her
Better not

Ready?
A better human

It’s too much
It’s too much
Oh, yeah

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