Poisoned EP - Poisoned
Poisoned EP - Poisoned

It Won't Last (Bergmann/Bill Scherk/Gord Nicholl)
Emotion
Pretty Beat (Bergmann/Ted Rich)
Yeah, I Guess
Yellow Pages
Guns and Heroin

Art Bergmann: vocals, guitars
Tom Upex: keyboards
Murray Andrishak: bass
Taylor Nelson Little: drums
Virginia McKendry & Nicky Jones: additional vocals

Words and music by Art Bergmann, except where noted.
Recorded at Profile Studios and Mushroom Studios, Vancouver.
Engineered by Mike Chords and Greg Reely. Assisted by Tilde Fiorda and Joel.
Mixed by Bob Rock and assisted by Mike Frazer at Little Mountain Sound, Burnaby.
Produced by Poisoned.
Executive producer: Ray Fulber.

Poisoned (East-Ray 01)© 1985 WRC2-3946
Management: Poisoned c/o East Ray Music Inc, 2722 Woodland Drive, Vancouver, BC, Canada.

Front and back photos: Alex Waterhouse-Hayward
 
it won't last
(Bergmann/Bill Scherk/Gord Nicholl)
album: Vultura Freeway + Poisoned EP

So much to fascinate
You find a life-long mate
We raise our cubs and pups
And go out every night
Your lips are kissed to rawness
Your steps are slack and boneless
Body screams the question
But your mind ticks back no answer
No, you can't stay a lifetime
Maybe just this weekend
Do you know something I don't
It won't
It won't last

Just when you're groomed and smiling
An instinctive voice reminds you
Humans flying in
So we scurried to the den
I lick your face my mate
As we lay down to wait
I love you like the breeze
We were here before they learned to read
You can't stay a lifetime
We've got just this weekend
Do you know something I don't
It won't
It won't last

You and I we've lived our lives
By instinct, knowing what we are
But now my darling, we'll not cry
As we run from the final shot

So much to fascinate
You find a life-long mate
We raise our cubs and pups
And go out every night
The pains they take to stop
The beating of our hearts
The destruction of our senses
Our growing independence
No you can't stay a lifetime
We've got just this weekend
Do you know something I don't even know
It won't
It won't last
 
emotion
(Bergmann)
album: Vultura Freeway + Poisoned EP

A woman shrieks
From the apartment below
Is it noisy love
Or a bruise-laying blow

Domestic bliss
Dirty needle hiss
Cheap broken street life

Just another fight
On a social housing row
The synthesizer swells
On my radio

Gimme some emotion
Something I can chew on
Some honesty and hatred
Some lustful embraces

Oh what a lovely
Sounding world
Hey what a lovely
Sounding world

Incoming news
From a foreign battleground
No choir of angels
Sings a soothing sound

Kids die in a crossfire
Of politics gone mad
Ideologues
Dogs shitting led

Mom and dad wait at home
For a knock on the door
The synthesizer swells
On my radio

Gimme some emotion
Something I can chew on
Some honesty and hatred
Some lustful embraces

Down in the street
Who's getting beat
For something to eat

Why it's an ugly old man
Brown bagging it again
Digging out his lunch
From a garbage can

His broken bones don't register
In his broken mind
He don't need no doctor
To see his heart
Beats way out of time

Gimme some emotion
Something I can chew on
Some honesty and hatred
Some lustful embraces
 
pretty beat
(Bergmann/Ted Rich)
Poisoned EP

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yeah, I guess
(Bergmann)
Yeah, I Guess cassette + Poisoned EP
What will we talk about today
Or will we just walk in the rain
Why don't we go to your place and wait

What are you committed to
Maybe lunch and a room for two
Is there something I can buy from you

Yeah, I guess I got the time
To make a loan
How much interest is there
If I take you home
Yeah, I guess I like you a lot

What do we believe in
Three squares and a place to live
I'm giving it all I can give

What would you have me do
Stay here just to get your approval
Maybe I'll supple the booze

Yeah, I guess I got the time
To make a loan
How much interest is there
If I take you home
Yeah, I guess I like you a lot

That's what I meant to say
But it always comes out the wrong way

What would you have me do
Stay here just to get your approval
Maybe I'll just supple the booze

I guess I got the time
To make a loan
How much interest is there
If I take you home
Yeah, I guess I like you a lot
 
yellow pages
(Bergmann)
album: Vultura Freeway + Poisoned EP

I used to work with someone
Me and Billy always got the job done
I thought this would last for years
The start of a promising career
All this was ruined at an early age
By distortion on the public page
Cuz I met this guy at a party one night
Don't know what I said
Didn't know he could write
He said "I've got some dirt on you"
All he wanted from me was the facts
The next day I read we were through
You know it said I stuck a knife in your back

I'll forget what you said
If you forget what I heard
If you forget what you read
I'll remember the word

I used to go with a girl
We're gonna go around the world
She said love
You know the one
Forever gonna be so much fun
I should have known this could never last
Now she's just a photograph
Cuz I met this chck at a party one night
Don't know what I said
Didn't know she could write
She said "I've got some dirt on you"
All she wanted was the facts
Next day I read we were through
Read that we were through
You know it said I stuck a knife in your back
Sticking knives in our backs
Yellow journalist
When I see you again
We'll act like friends
And carry on
With the social pretense

Chorus

I want you
But all we see
Are the jaundiced little notes
Of the blind
Can you hear me
Through the din
And hope that nothing's lost in the translation
Every town's got a whore
And think they've got a saint
And if the two should ever meet
Who's gonna lodge the complaint

Chorus
 
guns and heroin
(Bergmann)
Poisoned EP + album: What Fresh Hell Is This?

Some people never go out
I understand why
Need something to read about
The space in their eyes

Others we just can't stay in
No romance no matter how stricken
Though poverty is not what it seems
I can't fathom fear

So if I seem close to danger
What does the bible say
Nothing will ever change
Safe in our beds
Like the rich in their tombs

Guns and heroin
Guns and heroin

Where did the money come from
Two weeks out of prison
Fifty dollars for a gun
Turned into fifty thousand

We met two mutual friends
She's a hooker I'm a musician
He wants legitimate business
God if he only knew it's the same as...

Guns and heroin
Guns and heroin

Tell me what is your reason
for entering our fair state
What is your purpose
of crossing the border here today
What is your business
in this beautiful country
What are your reasons
for entering the USA

Guns and heroin
Guns and heroin