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3 juin 1978
UK: Charisma CDS 4013 (LP)

1987
UK: Virgin PGCD2 (CD)

2002 (remastered edition)
EU: Virgin PGCDR2 (CD)





01 On The Air
02 D.I.Y.
03 Mother Of Violence
04 A Wonderful Day In A One-Way World
05 White Shadow
06 Indigo
07 Animal Magic
08 Exposure
09 Flotsam And Jetsam
10 Perspective
11 Home Sweet Home


Enregistrement : studio Relight, Hilvarenbeek (NL) et The Hit Factory, N.Y.C. (US)

Peter Gabriel : chant, piano, synthétiseurs, claviers
Roy Bittan : claviers
Jerry Marotta : batterie
Tony Levin : basse
Sid McGinnis : guitares
Robert Fripp : guitares, Frippertronics
Larry Fast : synthétiseurs
Timmy Capello : saxophone
George Marge : recorders

Produit par Robert Fripp



On The Air

Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
Made from the trash I dug out the heap, with my own fair hands
Every night, I'm back at the shack I'm sure no one else is there
I'm putting the aerial up, so I can go out on the air

On the air, On the air
On the air, On the air
On the air

Every morning I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and tramps
For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps
Everyone I meet on the street acts as if I wasn't there
But they're going to know who I am 'cos I can go out on the air

On the air On the air
On the air, On the air
On the air

Leaving the car down leafy lane
Turning out Tarzan for my Jungle Jane
Anyone at all
From Captain Zero and his brand of superhero
standing by a call
Oh it's not easy, no no no no
No it's not easy
Making real friends

Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys
Half alive on empty white noise, white noise
I got power, I'm proud to be loud, my signal goes out clear
I want everybody to know that Mozo is here

On the air On the air
On the air, On the air
On the air

On the air
On the air


D.I.Y.

D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y.,
Don't tell me what I will do 'cos I won't
Don't tell me to believe in you, 'cos I don't
Be on your guard, better hostile and hard
- don't risk affection
Like flesh to the bone in the no-go zone
You're still looking for the resurrection
Come up to me with your "what did you say?"
And I'll tell you straight in the eye

D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y.,
Do It Yourself
D.I.Y., D.I.Y.,

Everyone want to be what he not, what he not
Nobody happy with what he got, what he got
You function like a dummy with a new ventriloquist
Can you say nothing yourself?
Hanging like a thriller on the final twist
Is it true you're getting stuck on the shelf ?
Come up to me with your "What did you say?"
And I'll tell you straight in the eye

Hey! D.I.Y., Do It Yourself,
D.I.Y., Do It Yourself
D.I.Y., Do It Yourself
D.I.Y., Do it Yourself

When things get so big I don't trust them at all
You want some control - you've got to keep it small

Hey ! D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y.,
D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y.


Mother Of Violence

Walking the street with her naked feet
So full of rhythm but I can't find the beat
Snapping her heels, clicking her toes
Everybody knows just where she goes

Ah fear, fear - she's the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she breed
Fear, she's the mother of violence
You know self-defence is all you need
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting so hard to believe
To believe in anything at all

Mouth all dry, eyes bloodshot
Data stored in microdot
Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes
TV dinner, TV news

Ah - Ah
'Cos Fear, fear - she's the mother of violence
Don't make any sense to watch the way she breed
Fear, she's the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she feed
The only way you know she's there
Is the subtle flavour in the air
Getting hard to breathe
Hard to believe in anything at all
But fear


A Wonderful Day In A One-Way World

Saturday is shopping day
I drive my car but there's no place to park it
No respect for superman in supermarket
I guess there must be trouble but I not been alerted
Looking round the store it was all deserted and I'm
Stranded here with my empty basket
So full of question but nowhere to ask it

By the one way out
Strange voice shout
"Don't let that good man out!"

"Have a wonderful day in a one-way world"
One way, one day
"Have a wonderful day in a one-way world"
One way, one day
One-way man
One-way mind
Get along with mankind"

Oh, there's an old man on the floor, so I summon my charm
I say "hey scumbag, has there been an alarm?"
He said, "Yeh, been selling off eternal youth
They all got afraid 'cos I'm the living proof
My name is Einstein do you know time is a curve?"
I said "stop old man! You got a nerve
'Cos there's only one rule that I observe
Time is money and money I serve"

By the one way out
Strange voice shout
Don't let that good man out!

Have a wonderful day in a one-way world
One-way, one day
Have a wonderful day in a one-way world
One-way, one day
Have a wonderful day in a one-way world
One-way, one day
One-way man
One-way mind
Get along with mankind
One-way man
One-way mind
Get along with mankind


White Shadow

Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust
Hang on inside they know they must
Hanging on the green backed words - "In God we trust"

No one knew if the spirit died
All wrapped to go like Kentucky Fried
Trying to read the flight of birds
Low on fuel, getting low on words

And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow

Each one drawn to empty spaces
Outsiders, borderline cases
It's hard to tell black from white
When you wake up in the middle of the night

Weighed down by the absence of sound
Broken now by the cry of a hound
Looking for movement within the haze
Light can be deceptive with her rays

And she comes out like a white shadow
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow


Indigo

It's too late
This model's out of date
Got every spare part
But there ain't much heart inside here
Not like the start
I was good at the art of survival
I've always tried
To keep my troubles deep inside
Where I can hide them
Now I'm open wide

When it ends
Again I'll see my friends
They'll give me a lift
I've been running adrift, so easy
Shifting the gear
I got nothing to fear from the showdown
I'll go down quiet
And kids downstairs making a hell of a din
I'm all alone
Getting a quote for the wages of sin

Beyond the indigo, indigo
Where the chilly winds, winds will blow
My time is running low
I'm going to cross the dark dark river
Going to see my good life-giver
Better cover my yellow liver

Alright,
I'm giving up the fight
I didn't know when
I'd be a stranger again
In my own land
The days are O.K.
Oh how I hate those long nights
You understand
Darling please, just hold my hand
You feel so warm
In the eye of the storm
I'm going away, I'm going away, I'm going away
See you again some day
Darling, I'm going away
Feel like I'm going away, this time I'm going away


Animal Magic

What did you mean when you opened your mouth and let all our secrets out?
You told him what I was about, my cover was completely blown.
I tell you darling, I've been watching the war films
And I've got a few ideas of my own,
'cos after the film had ended, the call for recruits was shown,

And I'll be joining the professionals, I want to be a man.
With all that animal magic I'll do anything you can.
I'm joining the professionals 'cos I want to be a man,
Look! I wave my wand, watch the rabbit disappear...
Join the professionals and learn to fight!

I bet the two of you still laugh at me for being timid as a lamb;
That may be the way I look, but it's no longer what I am.
I've been across to Northern Ireland,
And I came home with a new kind of charge:
I learned how to hunt in the night, I learned about camouflage.

I've been joining the professionals, and now that I'm a man
With all that animal magic I'll match anything you can.
I'm joining the professionals, this time I understand,
Look! I wave my wand, watch the rabbit disappear...
Join the professionals and learn to fight!


Exposure

Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Space is what I need it's what I feed on
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Exposure
Out in the open
Exposure


Flotsam And Jetsam

Doing nothing stuck in the mud
I'm just pumping the blood
The water level's getting low
Something ugly's going to show

If only I could touch you
I guess you'd be alarmed
If only I could touch you
I don't mean you no harm

If only I could touch you
Like the wind can touch the sail
If only I could touch you, darling
Now that words have failed
Oh, Flotsam still afloat
Oh, Jetsam thrown out of the boat

And oh love, my love
Nothing here is what it seems

We both know it
Christ! you show it
Oh, oh my love


Home Sweet Home

Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one
Had to get married, being chased out of town
Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down

Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
Eleven floors up in a tower block
Happy just to have a home
I've gone and changed the lock on our home

Nothing really worked out right, things got broke
They stayed that way
None of our friends came around at night, little Sam got
no place to play
"We've got to get out of here, Bill" she said, "I've been saying
it all the while"
When I came home from work that night she'd jumped out the
window with our child

From our Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
Just a place to take a rest, just a place to make our nest
- we call it our home

When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didn't
know what to do
Took out the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel
on the double
And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
Bought myself a country house with an antique carved oak door
It was Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
Just a place to lay our head Just to think of all those things we said
Home sweet home