"Scissor Man"
m. and l. Andy Partridge
Rhinoplasty (1998)


Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man
Putting end to evil doers games
Snipping, snipping, snipping goes the scissor man
Maybe you are in his book of names, maybe you are in his book of names
So be kind and helpful to your mother
Just think twice before you try and steal
When he cuts with sticky silver snippers
You may find the wounds will never heal
All self made bad boys
If you refuse to believe he exist
You won't be frightened when you find out
You're on his list, you're on his list, you're on his list
So be good and never poison people
Just think twice before the deed is done
When you wake up guilty in the morning
You may find important pieces gone


"The Family and The Fishing Net"
m. and l. Peter Gabriel
Rhinoplasty (1998)


Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams, her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are still upon the hinge, pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the night, the sponge is full, well out of sight
All around the conversations, icing on the warm flesh cake
Light creeps through her secret tunnels, sucked into the open spaces
Burning out in sudden flashes, draining blood from well-fed faces
Desires form in subtle whispers, flex the muscles in denial
Up and down its pristine cage, so the music, so the trial
Vows of sacrifice, headless chickens, dance in circles, they the blessed
Man and wife, undressed by all, their grafted trunks in heat possessed
Even as the soft skins tingle, they mingle with the homeless mother
Who loves the day but lives another, that once was hers
The worried father, long lost lover, brushes ashes with his broom
Rehearses jokes to fly and hover, bursting over the bride and groom
And the talk goes on, memories crash on tireless waves
The lifeguards whom the winter saves
Silence falls the guillotine, all the doors are shut
Nervous hands grip tight the knife, in the darkness, till the cake is cut
Passed around, in little pieces, the body and the flesh
The family and the fishing-net and another in the mesh, the body and the flesh


"Silly Putty"
m. Stanley Clarke
Rhinoplasty (1998)


"Amos Moses"
m. and l. Jerry Hubbard
Rhinoplasty (1998)


Amos Moses was a Cajun and lived by himself in the swamp
Hunting alligator for a living, knock 'em on the head with a stump
The Louisiana law's gonna get you, Amos
It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy
Now everybody blamed his old man for raising him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy, his Daddy would use him as alligator bait
Tie a rope around his waist, throw him in the swamp
Alligator bait on the Louisiana bayou
Just about 45 minutes southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth, they called him Amos Moses
Now folks in South Louisiana said Amos was a helluva man
He could trap the biggest, meanest alligator, he only had to use one hand
That's all he got left 'cause the alligator bit him. Ha ha!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow
Just about 45 minutes southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth, they called him Amos Moses
Here comes Amos and you should have seen his pretty wife, Hannah
Well, the Sheriff got wind that Amos was in the swamp hunting alligator skin
So he hid in the swamp, "I'm gonna get you boy." He never did come out again.
Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to?
Sure can get lost in the Louisiana bayou


"Behind My Camel"
m. Andy Summers
Rhinoplasty (1998)


"The Thing That Should Not Be"
m. and l. James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett
Rhinoplasty (1998)


Messenger of Fear in sight, dark deception kills the light
Hybrid children watch the sea, pray for Father, roaming free
Fearless Wretch, insanity, he watches, lurking beneath the sea
Great Old One, forbidden site, he searches, Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal, in madness you dwell
Crawling Chaos, underground, cult has summoned, twisted sound
Out from ruins once possessed, fallen city, living death
Fearless Wretch, insanity, he watches, lurking beneath the sea
Timeless sleep has been upset, he awakens, Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal, in madness You dwell
Not dead which eternal lie, stranger eons Death may die
Drain you of your sanity, face The Thing That Should Not Be
Fearless Wretch, insanity, he watches, lurking beneath the sea
Timeless sleep, has been upset, he awakens, Hunter of the Shadows is rising
Immortal, in madness You dwell