Michael is a singer and a composer. At thirty-five, he wants it all: love, success and money... and he is impatient. 
How much longer will he have to accept second-class engagements in second-class halls? One day, his ship comes in as 
three beautiful angels appear before him. All he needs to do it to voice his desires and he will get everyhting he 
dreams of. But Michael's intense desires unleash powers which he can no longer master. At last, he gets success, 
money and love: Judy, the gracious angel he is smitten by, will come down to play in the terrestial arena for the 
love of him. But what will this enchantments lead to?
  
 
  
(Michael)         I've counted what I have; it's not enough
                   And what I need I do not dare to say.
                   I've heard the soul is diamond in the rough
                   That pain must polish it to a bright display;
                   But mine is diamond dust that's blown away.
(Angels)          I've counted what I have; it's not enough
                   And what I need I do not dare to say.
                   I've heard the soul is diamond in the rough
                   That pain must polish it to a bright display;
                   But mine is diamond dust that's blown away.
 (Michael)         And covered up the world with glittering --
                   Come back my soul, I cry, it won't obey,
                   And I'm the empty shape of everything ...
                   Come back my soul, come back to me I sing.
                   I'm sick with greed, with unrequited greed
                   And everyman becomes my enemy.
                   I need his woman, his career I need
                   For what he has, he's taken it from me
                   And what is mine he uses clumsily.
                   That pagan there pretending he can dance,
                   This Christian peddling his humility,
                   These carbons of Hitlerian romance,
                   These lovers photographed without their pants.
 (Frank, Louis &   Then, Doubt, sloppy mother mistress that you
  Jean-Marc)       Can't get rid of, who loves you more the more
                   You turn away, whose perfume's pity, who
                   Isn't feeling well, whose shoulder's sore --
                   Doubt comes generous as a dinosaur.
 (Doubt)           O love forget this metaphysic bit
                   About the lost world and the grieving heart
                   You really can't believe is haunting it;
                   While you brood here, other lovers part
                   Their lips, prettier than you, and just as smart.
 (F, L & J-M)      Doubt has all the reasons why you have to fail
                   And you agree, you've heard them all before.
                   Her heart is broken and her breath is stale
                   And you say, Tell me more my nightingale.
 (Doubt)           Give up your conquering plan, give up your plan.
                   Time makes a choir of our lonely art
                   And women know that since the world began
                   There never was, there is no leading man!
 (F, L & J-M)      Oo tell me more my nightingale.
 (Doubt & Pinky)   And women know that since the world began
                   There never was, there is no leading man.
 (Michael)         I've counted what I have; it's not enough.
                   And women know that since the world began
                   There never was, there is no leading man.
 (F, L & J-M)      Tell me more my nightingale.
 (Doubt & Pinky)   There's no leading man - no leading man!
 
 
   
 
(Angels)          Come, sleeper to the window, do you know
                   Us know? Have we changed? Have you seen us here
                   Before? Do you remember long ago
                   You summoned us across the high frontier
                   Of sleep, and bid us urgently appear.
                   You called, we came, we waited every night,
                   Like crystals in solution coming clear,
                   Until your dream was sharp enough and bright
                   To waken you with stabs of appetite.
(Michael)         Is this the moment in my story when
                   The messengers of destiny prepare
                   The usual historic specimen,
                   Some lonely little hero starving there,
                   And feed him with the fruits of solitaire?
                   Is this my miracle of bread and fishes?
                   This the mystery of answered prayer?
                   Is this my table laid with golden dishes?
 (Angels)          Let us not say prayer, let's just say wishes.
                   Don't stand there dreaming, let us in,
                   It wasn't all that easy getting here. We had
                   To metamorphosize at least a hundred
                   Thousand times through all the dreary realms of 
                   Sense, just to get us from the astral, to
                   The mental, to the solid and the dense.
                   And that's not counting countless times we spent
                   Manifesting aimlessly as
                   Elements of chaos in the undifferentiated
                   Anti-universe before
                   We even had a chance to be unborn
                   As shadowy particals in streams of light --
                   Now hurry up, we haven't got all night!
 (Michael)         What am I supposed to do?
 (Angels)          Ask for something.
 (Michael)         I can't think.
 (Angels)          Come on darling.
 (Michael)         Help me!
 (Angels)          You can ask for peace on earth. There's a few
                   That do. Or you can ask for peace of mind.
                   It's very rare but we've had one or two.
                   Or ask that human suffering unwind
                   And justify itself by what's behind.
                   Too abstract -- somewhat off the beaten track.
                   We'd like to have this contract sealed and signed.
                   Then we must get back -- ask for what you lack
                   And we will leave you, sweet insomniac.
 (Michael)         Well could I have someone to love?
 (Angels)          You can
 (Michael)         Can I send her away?
 (Angels)          We have written it down.
 (Michael)         Then could I call her back again?
 (Angels)          You certainly can, you merry-go-man.
 (Michael)         Could I write whatever's in my heart?
 (Angels)          It's on your desk, the writer's mighty pen.
 (Michael)         And could I sing whatever's in my heart?
 (Angels)          Just close your eyes and keep your lips apart.
 (Michael)         I could have my heart's desire when
                   And where and how my heart desires it?
                   And could I bring the whole world to my heart?
 (Angels)          O Jesus, not the heart, the heart again
                   So boring. Everyone's like everyone 
                   Your famous heart is like an onion,
                   All layers and layers of wild distress
                   All gathered into rings round nothingness.
 (Michael)         But can I have it, can I have it?
 (Angels)          Yes!
 (Michael)         If woman, heart and song are mine
                   The rest will come, where do I sign?
 (Troupe)          But could he write whatever's in his heart?
 (Angels)          It's on his desk, the writer's mighty pen.
 (Troupe)          And could he sing whatever's in his heart?
 (Angels)          He'll close his eyes and keep his lips apart
 (Everyone)        And could he have his heart's desire when
                   And where and how his heart desires it?
 (Michael)         And could I bring the whole world to my heart?
 (Everyone)        O Jesus, not the heart, the heart again
                   So boring. Everyone's like everyone 
                   Your famous heart is like an onion,
                   All layers and layers of wild distress
                   All gathered into rings round nothingness.
 (Michael)         But can I have it?
 (Troupe)          Can he have it?
 (Angels)          Yes!
 (Michael)         Can I have it?
 (Troupe)          Can he have it?
 (Everyone)        Yes!
 (Angels)          The night is ending, we have many duties
                   Still, much gold and silver light to spill
                   On anxious girls and frightened boys like you,
                   All brooding deeply on some window sill.
                   But one condition there remains to fill.
                   One term before the heart begins to play
                   With other hearts the music of its will.
 (Michael)         If I don't agree?
 (Angels)          Still you have to pay
                   The ordinary price that humans pay...
                   With suff'ring, joy, redemption, and decay!
 (Michael)         All my heart's desire ... let's keep the part
                   about joy.
 (Angels)          It's a package.
 (Michael)         ...Suffering, redemption, and decay!
 (Angels)          It's a bitch.
 (Michael)         I have to get some sleep, I'm opening
                   tomorrow night.
 (Angels)          Then you agree?
 (Michael)         Yes, yes, I agree.
 (Angels)          ...Do you remember long ago
                   You summoned us across the high frontier
                   Of sleep and bid us urgently appear.
 
 
   
 
(Michael)         Their bodies Triumphant
                   Their power unfurled
                   I know I am nothing
                   And women the world!
                  A slave to their favours
                   Their no and their yes
                   I'm crushed in the crease
                   Of a cotton dress
                   And I'm dead except
                   In their company
                   And I'm only at rest
                   When they motion to me
                   And night after night
                   I turn to myself
                   And I raise them
                   Out of my panic
                   And they come to me
                   Willing at last
                   Inflamed and fast
                   Mutual and graphic.
                   And suddenly they drill my heart
                   With cavities of absence
                   And they cover their thighs 
                     with cellophane
                   And they cover their breasts 
                     with a shadow
                   And they nail my good right hand
                     to a wall in the attic
                   O take me away
                   From the thorns and the fire
                   And let me recline
                   On the Throne of Desire
                   From the Throne of Desire
                   I make this solemn decree
                   Every woman I want
                   Will want, will want, will want
                   Will more than want me!
                            o o o
 
 
   
 
                  Let me start with you Miss Shy
                   Bundled up in your mother's lie
                   Tip toe, tip toe
                   Hiding your silky pleasure
                  Miss Shy come to me
                   Along the snowy paths of modesty
                   Tip toe, tip toe
                   Hiding your silky treasure
                   Come to me with downcast eyes
                   Come to me and claim the prize
                   Of your outrageous pleasure
                   How I like you Miss Shy
                   Bundled up in your mother's lie
                   Tip toe --
                   Claim your outrageous pleasure!
                            o o o
                   And you I want strong
                   With your hatred intact
                   With your father's pipe
                   And your brother's bat
                   And your quaint belief
                   In holy authority
                   With your discipline
                   And your Darwin claws
                   And your legal eye
                   On the peacock's flaws
                   I see what fallen man
                   Was meant to be
                   With your absolute
                   No man can refute
                   Your absolutely unique
                   Contempt for the weak
                   Down on our paws
                   There are no laws
                   Kiss me where I can not speak
                   You I want strong
                   With your hatred intact
                   With your father's pipe
                   And your brother's bat
                   Now kiss me
                   Where I cannot speak!
                            o o o 
                   You I want for my friend
                   To gossip with me and drink tea
                   To walk down by the river's bend
                   You I want for my friend
                   To watch the water going by
                   The swallows climbing above
                   To tell me that I lie
                   When I tell you I cannot love,
                     Cannot love
                   To know my heart better than me
                   To be my friend in charity
                   To speak of lovers old and new
                   To say to me, what they've done to you
                   You I want for my friend
                   To make some sense of our difference
                   To eat and drink together
                   To comfort one another,
                     And may our conversation never end!
                            o o o
                   And you
                       I want your
                            Beauty hidden
                   From all
                       Sight but my
                            Own
                   So none may know
                       your womanhood
                   Or hear you moan
                   Your pleasures
                       To an infant thumb
                   You will be
                   True to me
                   There will be no
                   Infidelity
                   For I will weave
                   A cloak so tight
                   About your loveliness
                   No man will ever guess
                   The wild commands you whisper
                   From your childhood to the night
                   And what
                       Drops the moon
                           About a man
                   And draws
                       Him tidal to
                           Your lips
                   And lets your nipples
                       harden I can
                   Hear you moan
                   Your pleasures
                       To an infant thumb
                   And you I want
                   To wink at me
                   And you I want
                   To think of me
                   You I want above
                   I want you below
                   You I want veiled
                   And you to know
                   I want you clumbsy
                   I want you skilled
                   You be ferocious
                   You be mild...
                   You be foolish
                   You be wise
                   You stay here
                   You stay outside
                   You comb out your hair
                   You keep it curled
                   I want, I want, I want
                   I want to know the world
                   You comb out your hair
                   You keep yours curled
                   I want, I want to know the world!
                            o o o
                   And you
                   Who did not come tonight
                   I will wait for you
                   And you
                   Who are not born
                   I will write for you
                   And you
                   Who must appear
                   In veils of chance
                   And mystery
                   I will kneel
                   I will kneel 
                   Like a child
                   Who's watching Mary
                   As she stands 
                   Upon the air
                   In gentle splendour
                   In the black
                   Mouth of a cave
                   Open-armed and radiant
                   To save mankind
                   And all the broken
                   World to mother
                   And I swear
                   By the obscure
                   Truth
                   Of this
                   Enfolded heart
                   I swear
                   By
                   The unrequited greed
                   Of this
                   Human heart
                   And all
                   Its
                   Disappointed pleasures
                   I swear
                   By
                   The deep light
                   Of my soul
                   Stained
                   And covered over
                   With
                   Intrigues of pride
                   Whose mercy is
                   To let me sing
                   I swear
                   That I will be
                   For the one
                   Who will not come
                   To me
                   I swear that
                   I will be
                   Her lover
                   Her eternal
                   And imperfect
                   Spirit lover.
 
 
   
 
(Angels)          You are an angel, dare
                     You mess around down there
                   Arms open wide to save
                     Mankind you are depraved
                   What is wrong oh what?
(Judy)            I'm in love
 (Angels)          You nut!
 (Michael)         Angel eyes
                   You've been crying lately
                   Paradise
                   Ain't like it used to be
                   Can't get to sleep
                   Can't face the light
                   Weep baby weep
                   You've no angel tonight
 (Judy)            Angel eyes
                   You've been crying lately
                   Paradise
                   Ain't like it used to be
                   Can't get to sleep
                   Can't face the light
                   Weep baby weep
                   You've no angel tonight
 (Michael &        You've been bad
  Angels)          You've been good
                   You've been around
                   Like a good angel should
 (Judy)            One more heart
                   One more town
                   Falling apart
                   When there's no one around
 (Angels)          Falling angel, angel...
 (Michael & Judy)  Angel eyes
                   You've been crying lately
                   All this time
                   Aren't you tired baby
                   Trying to fly when you
                   Don't have the height
                   Cry baby cry
                   You're no angel tonight
 (Michael &        Holy ground
  Angels)          Hollywood
                   You've been around
                   Like a good angel should
 (Judy)            One more heart
                   One more town
                   Falling apart
                   When there's no one around
 (Angels)          Falling angel, angel...
                   You've got to be kidding
                   Yes we know what you're
                   Thinking about but you'd
                   Better stop dreaming, Angel
                   Better stop by here and now
                   He's just an ordinary man
                   And you're all mixed up
                   Why are you listening to him?
                   Why say Angel - say Angel
                   Angel, Angel... oo - oo - oo
 (Michael)         You're no angel, baby
  (Judy)            You're no angel, baby
 (Michael & Judy)  Can't get to sleep
                   Can't face the light
                   Weep baby weep
                   You're no angel,
                   You're no angel tonight!
 
   
 
(Valkyries)       You are the messengers
                   Of celestial machinery
                   You only arrange
                   You cannot change the scenery
                  It is writ in stone
                   And capitals bold
                   You do, you do
                   Just what you're told
                   And you have fun
                   Lots of fun
                   Because you do
                   What must be done
                   We've told you once
                   And we'll tell you again
                   Creatures that fly
                   Will only die
                   If they lie
                   In the arms of men!
                   And this we must condemn!
 
 
   
 
(Judy)            Once I was happy to
                   Roam through the gold and blue
                   Now something haunts me
                   I know it's real
                   Someone returns
                   The desire I feel
(Angels)          We could have passed him by
 (Judy)            Should have passed him by
                   So many others cry
 (Angels)          One more human cry
 (Judy)            So many others
                   Reaching for
                   A thread through the night
                   Or one lover more
                   He has a dream
 (Angels)          It's his dream
 (Judy)            I dream it too
 (Angels)          It's not your dream
 (Judy)            He dreams of the promise
                   We swore we would come through
 (Angels)          The promise is not yours alone to honor
 (Judy)            But we said we'd...
 (Angels)          This is not our part
 (Judy)            Open his heart
 (Angels)          Now it is open
 (Judy)            No, now it must start
 (Michael)         You promised me whatever was in my heart
 (Angels)          We promised him whatever was in his heart
 (Michael)         You swore that I could speak from the heart
  (Angels)          Yes, we said he'd speak from his heart
 (Michael)         Now I have chosen
                   And you must obey
 (Judy)            I will obey
 (Michael)         It's my heart that commands
                   And it must have its way
                   I want you
                   I need you
                   I can't live without you
                     Anymore
 (Judy)            Your heart commands me
                   And I will obey you
                   I need you
                   I can't live without you
                     Anymore
 (Judy & Angels)   We promised him whatever was
                     in his heart
 (Michael)         You promised me whatever was
                     in my heart
 (Judy & Angels)   We said that he could speak
                     from the heart
 (Michael)         You swore that I could speak
                     from the heart
 (Judy)            And now he has chosen
                   And now I must choose
                   Tho' garlands of planets
                   And starlight I lose
 (Angels)          Now you must choose
                   Starlight, starlight
                   You're gonna lose him
 (Judy & Michael)  I want you, I need you
                   I can't live without you
 (Everyone)        I want you, I need you
                   I can't live without you
                     Anymore
  
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(Everyone)        The whole work holds its breath again
                   The marriage ring it shines
                   The billionth trillionth walk begins
                   As another world sighs
                  Sights and best of wishes and
                   A silence you can hear
                   The vow that breaks the world are spoke
                   And the whole world sheds a tear
 (Beggar)          Out of the joy of your marriage feast
                   O brother be good to me
                   The way is long and the shrine is far
                   Where my weary feet would be
                   And feasting is always somewhat sad
                   To those outside the door
                   Still love is only a dream
                   And life itself is hardly more
 (Everyone)        The human company draws close
                   And lends an ear
                   The vows that break the world are spoke
                   As the whole world sheds a tear
                   The vows that break the world
                   And the whole world sheds a tear
 
 
   
 
(Angels)          Blindly he worked
                   At his third invention
                   Taking the chances
                   Of one who is lost
                  Feeling his way
                   To a cleaner expression
                   Of whatever it was
                   He stumbled across
                   All for the sake
                   Of a possible woman
                   He goaded himself
                   With a technical hope
                   For the sake of his longing
                   We came to the window
                   He put on his cloths
                   And he walked through the smoke
                   All for the sake
                   Of an interested woman
                   Riding to him
                   On a flicker of hope
                   Some tourist of beauty
                   In full disappointment
                   Ready to fall
                   In love with a ghost
                   And here was his ghost
                   With his third invention
                   The usual claim 
                   To the highest reward
                   And now it was ready
                   His third invention
                   Ready to fall
                   In love with the world
                   And he falls back
                   And she comes forward
                   The eye of his labour
                   Measures them both
                   And she lies in the arms
                   Of his third invention
                   And back in his room
                   He commences the fourth
                   This is the work
                   Of the highest pretension
                   An automatic
                   Ode to the world
                   O deep in comfort
                   O full employment
                   He's lost to the fourth
                   He's lost to the third.
 
 
   
 
(Michael)         I never thought I'd get this far
(Audience)        We always knew you would
 (Michael)         I've put a little weight on
 (Audience)        Not really, it looks good.
 (Michael)         These lines around my mouth are new
 (Audience)        They're the lines of wisdom
 (Michael)         This puffiness around my eyes?
 (Audience)        The burden of the kingdom!
 (Michael)         You know I like to talk with you
 (Audience)        We do too, we never knew
                   Someone who we could talk to
                   Who was quite as smart as you.
                   We would like to hear you talk all night
                   But tell us if we might
                   Interrupt you with applause
                   If you should chance to pause.
                   We would love to rock the walls
                   Again and again with curtain calls
                   And a standing ovation
                   For your brilliant conversation ...
 (Michael)         Clap, clap!
                   Now silence
                   Have you noticed people wear...
 (Audience)        Copies of your favourite hat?
 (Michael)         You have noticed that my dears?
 (Audience)        O yes we have noticed that.
 (Michael)         They wear copies of my shoes
 (Audience)        Two by twos they wear your shoes
 (Michael)         And they like to sing my blues
 (Audience)        Echoes of your ah's and ooh's.
 (Michael)         You know I like to talk with you
 (Audience)        We do too, we never knew
                   Someone who we could talk to
                   Who was quite as smart as you.
 (Michael)         I'm afraid that I've become
                   For nearly everyone
                   A model of behaviour
                   A devil or a saviour.
 (Audience)        He's afraid that he's become
                   For next to nearly everyone
                   The very latest model of behaviour
                   He's a devil, he's a saviour
 (Michael)         They read my news and
                     they hold their views
                   On whether I'm the devil
                     or a saviour
 (Audience)        He's afraid that he's become
                   For almost everyone
                   The very latest model of behaviour
                   He's a devil, he's a saviour
 (Michael)         I'm the very latest model of behaviour
                   But I've paid my dues
 (Audience)        We know you have!
                   We hold your views!
 (Michael)         You read my news?
 (Audience)        Of course we do!
 (Michael)         I've been a bum.
 (Audience)        How very, very, very, very far you've come!
 (Michael)         I've crossed this country on my thumb.
                   I've met a lot of people...
 (Audience)        Good and evil?
 (Michael)         Good and evil!
                   I've been up hills
 (Audience)        You've been down hills.
 (Michael)         I've been on junk.
 (Audience)        You've beaten junk.
 (Michael)         I don't mean pills
 (Audience)        You don't mean pills!
 (Michael)         I mean the needle
 (Audience)        He means the needle
                   He means the needle!
                   He means the needle!
 (Michael)         I've noticed my words on everyone's lips
                   And women are always leaving me slips
                   Of paper
                   I'm supposed to get back to them later
                   And sometimes I do
 (Audience)        It's only your due
                   After all that you've been through
                   To lie down with some grateful stranger
                   To think he honours someone's bed
                   With his wine and with his bread
                   And his legendary member
                   It is April in December
                   It's charity
                   It's religion
                   Saint Francis with the birds
                   Jesus with the leper
                   Please talk to us forever
                   And ever and ever
 (Michael)         Clap, clap
                   Now silence!
                   But now I make my confession
                   Before all the mirrors of history
                   This power was given to me
                   It must have been given to me
                   For something more
                   Than a star on the door
                   And a foot in this shabby profession
 (Audience)        This is surely the sound
                   Of the most profound
                   Remark that has ever been made
                   From the pulpit or the stage
                   Or even the gates of heaven
 (Michael)         There's something waiting for me
                   There's something I must feel
                   There's something that must bend its knee
                   And I must see it kneel
                   There's nothing to be conquered there
                   A beast that keeps the crown
                   And marble steps into the air
                   And one man looking down
 (Audience)        He's smiling
                   He's smiling
                   There is something that is waiting for him
                   Something that he must feel
                   Something that must bend its knee
                   And it's he must see it kneel
                   There is something to be conquered there
                   There's a beast that keeps the crown
                   And marble steps into the air
                   And one man looking down 
                   Smiling, smiling
 (Michael)         Clap clap!
 (Audience)        Smiling, smiling
 (Michael)         Clap, clap!
 
 
   
 
[cf lyrics from the Cohen album "Various Positions"]
(Judy)            Your father's gone a-hunting
                   Into the forest wild
                   He cannot take his wife with him
                   He cannot take his child
                   Your father's gone a-hunting
                   In the quicksand and the clay
                   A woman cannot follow him
                   Although she knows the way
                   Your father's gone a-hunting
                   Through the mirror and the glass
                   Where only greed can enter
                   But spirit cannot pass
                   Your father's gone a-hunting
                   For the beast he cannot bind
                   And he's left a baby sleeping
                   And his blessings all behind
                   Your father's gone a-hunting
                   And he's lost my lucky charm
                   And he's lost the guardian heart
                   That keeps the hunter from the harm
                   There's a darkness in the thicket
                   That was not there before
                   And among the tangled undergrowth
                   There is one tangle more
                   Your father's gone a-hunting
 
 
   
 
(Angels)          We told you so
                   We told you dear
                   You didn't have
                   To come here
                  The human life
                   Is full of quirks
                   We can't work it out
                   Nothing works
                   It's a lemon
                   This mechanic
                   Live, love, suffer
                   Die and panic
                   It lives, it loves
                   Suffers and dies
                   It eats cow's meat
                   And apple pies
                   Dumb, dumb, dumb
                   And full of fear
                   Anxiety and strife..
                   This is the human life!
                   ...We have many duties still
                   Much gold and silver light to spill
                   On anxious boys and frightened girls like you...
 
 
   
 
(Michael)         I burnt the house of love tonight
                   It made a perfect ring
                   In which I saw some weeds and stone
                   Beyond not anything
                  Certain creatures of the air
                   Frightened by the night
                   They came to see the world again
                   And they perished in the light
                   So now I sail from sky to sky
                   And all the blackness sings
                   Against the boat that I have made
                   Of mutilated wings
                   Fire in this house of mine
                   Fire of my own design
                   Fire from the sky
                   Fire from the sea
                   Come fire come
                   Fire onto thee
                   Fire in the house of love
                   I burnt the house of love tonight
                   I burnt the house of love tonight
                   I burnt the house of love tonight
 
 
   
 
(Frank & Louis)   Are you still here? What are you waiting for?
                   Your lives to change? An oracle to speak?
                   Some version of the wounded matador
                   Who turns toward the bull his other cheek
                   And entertains you with a torn physique?
                   Some prisoner in pyjamas dancing lewd
                   Trablinka waltzes, while another freak
                   Hangs himself to concentrate your mood
                   And sweeten up your putrid solitude?
(Michael)         My drummer is the only one I trust
                   Let the drums go rolling through the night
                   And let them pulverise my deep disgust
                   With steady thunder, whips and dynamite
                   The man of sticks and skins is always right.
                   I found him near the cremetorium
                   Humiliated, begging for a fight.
                   I wrote the name of honour on a drum
                   O drummer tell the people why I've come!
                   O listen to him and his saxophone
 (Frank & Louis)   Our musical genital unicorn
 (Michael)         He's very well hung with his golden horn
                   He'd like to be standing out here alone
                   The light on his hands, his mouth, and his bone.
 (Frank & Louis)   So take your solo now and loose your way
                   In every fingered hole and brassy groan...
                   You'll soon begin to choke on what you play
 (Michael)         You're choking now exactly as I say!
 (Michael, Frank   As for the deeper spirits in the hall
  & Louis)         Annointed ones and truely different
                   Whom orgy doesn't satisfy at all
                   Who loathe the horizontal argument
 (Frank & Louis)   It is to such as you that he was sent.
 (Michael)         I understand the loyalties that insist
                   You burn a child or shoot a president
                   Or tattoo numbers on a woman's wrist
                   I know the sorrow of the good idealist.
                   It is to such as you that I was sent
                   To speak directly to your deepest shame
                   And light the fires of experiment
                   And burn all hesitation in the flame --
                   I claim you now, I claim you in the name
                   Of that which you have never done before
                   And having done it never be the same.
                   The victim shall be smitten on his sore.
                   The haughty one shall have a visitor.
 (Michael, Frank   We heard that drummer, do not think we missed
  & Louis)         Your subtle derivation from the beat
 (Michael)         Which I established with an iron fist
                   A thousand years ago, a small deceit
                   To be enlarged until you have complete
                   Control of the mood and the atmosphere --
                   Your crooked time endangering my defeat --
                   Now all your instruments must disappear
                   And on your traitor's face pursue your
                     dark career!
 
 
   
 
(Michael)         It's late, it's very late
                   How did it get so late?
(Judy)            What was it we were thinking of?
 (Michael & Judy)  We didn't want this, 
                     did we?                  
 (Judy)            There must be some mistake
 (Michael)         What was it I forgot to tell you?
 (Judy)            What was it I forgot?
                   There was a promise here
                   A child who knew me
                   A bitter bedtime story
 (Michael & Judy)  Another house of some forgotten family
                   It's very late
                   There must be some mistake
                   And now this place
                     for none
 (Michael)         There was a woman here
                   A woman who knew me
                   A table set before me
 (Michael & Judy)  It is the walls
                     it is the victory of the walls
                   It is the room
                     it is the distance of the room
 (Michael)         Without her...
 (Judy)            Without you.
  
 
   
 
(Angels)          You can't do this
                   You must do what
                   We must do what must be done
(Judy)            I hear my baby calling
                   He is asking to be born
                   I see the curtains parting
                   That our kisses have outworn ...
 (Angels)          Kisses all outworn...
 (Judy)            I'll raise a tent of shelter
                   Now though every thread is torn
 (Angels)          Every thread is torn...
 (Judy)            I take my life from realms of light
                   And hang it on a thorn
 (Angels)          Hanging on a thorn...
 (Judy)            I hear the children calling
                   Asking to be born
                   I see the curtains parting
                   And my life upon a thorn
                   The stars have lost their fire
                   And the moon has lost her voice
                   And I'm coming back to find you
                   I have made the human choice.
 (Angels)          You've made your choice
                   The world you choose
                   Garlands of planets and starlight
                   Now you lose
 (Judy)            He's the only one who knows me
                   He's the riddle of my life
                   And they'll never tell the story
                   Of the husband and the wife
 (Angels)          The world she chooses, she loses...
 (Judy)            He's the stone that broke my heart
                   The foundation of my home --
 (Angels)          This we must do!
 (Judy)            He's the sweetness of the sweetness
                   Of the sweetness honeycomb
 (Angels)          We must do what we must do!
 (Judy)            And he's welcome to his glory
                   And he's buried in my life
                   And they'll never tell the story
                   Of the husband and the wife
 (Angels)          She takes her life from realms of light
 (Valkyries)       She hangs it on a thorn
 (Angels)          She disobeys the law
 (Valkyries)       The law is broken
                   You must get them
 (Angels)          Get him.
 (Valkyries)       Get them!
                   Messenger
                   Listen
                   Messenger
                   Do what must be done
                   And our will be done
                   Will be done
 
 
   
 
(Michael)         We were chosen, we were chosen
                   Miles and miles apart
                   I to love your kingdom
                   You to love my heart
(Angels)          We were chosen
                   We do what must
                   What must be done
 (Michael)         The love is intermittent
                   The discipline continues
                   I work on your spirit
                   You work on my sinews.
 (Angels)          We work on his sinews
                   And the discipline continues
                   We have fun 'cause
                   We do what must
                   What must be done
 (Michael)         I watch myself from where you are
                   Please do not be mistaken
                   The spider web you see me through
                   Is the view I've always taken
                   Begin the ceremony now
                   That we have been preparing
                   I'm tired of this marble floor
                   That we have both been sharing.
 (Angels)          Now we will be sharing
                   What he has been preparing!
 (Girls)           He's the only one
                   He's the only one
                   He's the riddle of the music
                   He's the music of my life
 (Boys)            Now it begins
                   Now it begins
                   He's the riddle of the music
                   He's the music of the sacrifice
 (Valkyries)       Messenger
                   Messenger
                   Our will
                   Will be done
 (Angels)          We work on his sinews
                   And the discipline continues
 (Everyone)        Begin the ceremony
                   Begin the sacrifice ...
 
 
   
 
(Judy)            The birds they sang at break of day
                   Start again, I heard them say
                   Nor dwell on what has passed away
                     Or what is yet to be.
                   The wars they will be fought again
                   The holy dove be caught again
                   Bought and sold and bought again
                     Until we set them free.
                   Ring the bells that still can ring
                   Forget your perfect offering
                   There is a crack in everything
                     The light behind to see.
                   Add up the parts, not yours the sum
                   Strike up the march, there is no drum
                   Every heart to love must come
                     Like a refugee
 
  
  
 
 
 
  
Credits:
  
Lyrics reprinted with Leonard Cohen's permission.
  
Thanks to Serge Mironneau (France) for the CD,  
to Rob Robillard (Canada) for the home video,  
to Albert Labbouz (France) for additional info,  
and to J.-C. Brochard for finding the rare single 
  
 
  
Single RCA PB 40171 (France 1985) 
with two tracks: Fire / Angel Eyes 
(From the collection of Dominique Boile)
    
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