Originally Posted by: acapella rapemeWhat were the lines? If you can't say on here PM me.

No I don't mind saying. The entire thing was me pouring cold water on superstitions, taboos and the like, basically "Lets Get Real" ie: lets look at this objectively. Look at how we'd be without the constriants of what we are taught as a child, ie: don't break a mirror, don't spill salt, don't spin your knife on your plate, etc.
OK, like i said I was a lot younger then and and actually wrote the words for my previous band (Dead Fingers Talk) but we split beofre it was used. I hadn't really found 'myself' either as a musician or a person. It's silly really cos someone said to me "I see you even had a go at Superman!" I thought What? They refer to the 'you cannot fly' part. Anyway, I'll post it in full. The song, I'll post up on my AcidPLanet site in a few minutes if you want to hear it in context. There was a little nervousness on playback of the track in the studio (no home recording then) so we had the mixdown with a heavy phaser effect on the vocal to try to smooth it over a little (???) I couldn't see the fuss myself, although I can now understand how it might offend, and offend it did. If you wonder why the big explanation, you've no idea of the amount of problems it caused, especially from older folk.
You're looking for line 3 in verse 2, and line 2 in verse 3.

N.B: I've put the verse, bridge and chorus markers, so you know where to look

(Let's Get) Real.
Words © Steve Gad. Music © Steve Gad/Jim Underhill
© Baby Z Music 1990
Performed by ‘Such Perfect Liars’

1)
I broke a mirror, my luck improved
destroyed a myth, threw away my clown's costume
been strolling naked through the fields of my dreams
unscarred by illusion, I'm now me it seems

(Bridge)
Joker has died, and now I find my vision’s clear
dispel the blackness inside, repair the holes in your life
face your fears.

2)
I pulled a wishbone, it cut up my hands
and superstition is confined to man
can't digest religion, it's just somewhere to hide
if you never search my friend, you'll never find

Nothing to hide, now the joker has died, how's it feel?
get rid of the blackness inside, and the holes in your pride
face your fears.

(Middle 8)
You can keep all of your pretensions
keep all of the tricks you can steal
get real - let's get real
let's get real - see how it feels
let's get real, let's be real
let's see how it feels - to be real.

3)
Hey listen children, we cannot fly
there is no maker, to meet when you die
your role model's fragile, it broke in my hands
we're losing our substance to blindness in hand