Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Pipe and slippers by the open fire
Lace curtains and a tumble dryer
We were dancing to the slow decay
And labour-saving devices stole her heart away
I couldn't bear to leave the quadruped
But home was just a place to hang my head
Telling lies is such a meagre sin
So if I make it up to heaven, let me in
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
I've gotta rip the hot flesh and take a bite
Ooh, holding my head and squeezing out the light
Until the knuckles in my hands were white
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
Seven hours on a crowded plane
I was in it up to my neck again
Still chewing on the seed of doubt
I never did like that taste in my mouth
A little child who can hardly speak
Could find the words to make a strong man weak
I gave it all away, it seems
For a seat in the back of a rented limousine
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
I've gotta rip the hot flesh and take a bite
Ooh, holding my head and squeezing out the light
Until the knuckles in my hands were white
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
Don't say you're gonna love me forever
Though I wish it really could be so
Don't give me no clichés from your scenario
Forever is a long, long time
I could hit forty and just lose my mind
You say you're tough and you never bruise
But would you wanna be standing in my shoes?
When I'm old and I'm giving in
Saliva trickling down my chin
Lying in a bed of piss and crumbs
Would you stay until the darkness comes?
Too weak to hold a fork and spoon
Too dumb to recognize the room
Would you pull the plug and cut the juice?
Free the mind if the body ain't no use
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
I've gotta rip the hot flesh and take a bite
Ooh, holding my head and squeezing out the light
Until the knuckles in my hands were white
I'm only aiming for the heart of life
Heart of Life was written by Martin Briley.
Heart of Life was produced by Allan Blazek & Martin Briley.