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Like his dad you know that he's had
Animal nitrate in mind
Oh in your council home he jumped on your bones
Now you're taking it time after time
Oh it turns you on, on, now he has gone
Oh what turns you on now your animal's gone?
Well he said he'd show you his bed
And the delights of the chemical smile
So in your broken home he broke all your bones
Now you're taking it time after time
Oh it turns you on, on, now he has gone
Oh what turns you on now your animal's gone?
What does it take to turn you on, on
Now he has gone?
Now you're over 21?
Now your animal's gone?
...animal, he was animal, an animal
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High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suite you hide
staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik, yeah.
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time too kill
get into bands and gangs.
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones
loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me,
la, la, la, la....
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Oh maybe maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it's our kookiness,
Oh maybe maybe it's our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
We're trash, you and me
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do, it's in everything we do
Or maybe maybe it's the things we said,
The words we heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our sweetness,
Oh maybe maybe it's the times we've had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do
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Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight,
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast, it looks so easy
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast tonight,
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Filmstar, elegance, a terylene shirt it looks so easy,
Filmstar, an elegant sir in a terylene shirt tonight,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again,
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
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Well she's show showing it off then
The glitter in her lovely eyes
Show show showing it off then
And all the people shake their money in time
She sells heart, she sells meat
Oh dad, she's driving me mad, come see
We shake shake shake to the trumpet
And through the slippery city we ride
Skyline swine on the circuit
Where all the people shake their money in time
She sells heart, she sells meat
Oh dad, she's driving me mad, come see
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I wake up every day to find her back again
Screaming my name through the astral plane
And in this catalogue town she takes me down
Down through the platinum spires
Down through the telephone wires
And we shake it around in the underground
And like a new generation rise
And like all the boys in all the cities
I take the poison, take the pity
But she and I, we soon discovered
we'd take the pills to find each other
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
Can you hear her calling
And what she has said?
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
It's like a new generation calling
Can you hear it call?
And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you
LyricsI wake up every day, to find her back again
Breeding disease on her hands and knees
While the styles turn and the books still burn
Yes it's there in the platinum spires
It's there in the telephone wires
And we spread it around to a techno sound
But like a new generation rise
Cos like all the boys in all the cities
I take the poison, take the pity
But she and I we soon discover
We take the pills to find each other
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
Can you hear her calling?
And what she has said?
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
It's like a new generation calling
Can you hear her call?
And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you
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Because we're young, because we're gone
We'll take the tide's electric mind, oh yeah?, oh yeah
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh
Because we're young, because we're gone
we'll scare the skies with tiger eyes, oh yeah? oh yeah
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon, oh
Let's chase the dragon...
...from our home high in the city where the skyline
stained the snow, I fell for a servant who kept me on the boil
We're so young and so gone, let's chase the dragon from our home!
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There's a song playing on the radio
Sky high in the airwaves on the morning show
And there's a lifeline slipping as the record plays
And as I open the blinds in my mind I'm believing that you could stay
And oh if you stay I'll chase the rainblown fields away
We'll shine like the morning and sin in the sun
Oh if you stay
We'll be the wild ones, running with the dogs today
There's a song playing through another wall
All we see and believe is the D.J. and debts dissolve
And it's a shame the plane is leaving on this sunny day
Cos on you my tattoo will be bleeding and the name will stain
But oh if you stay we'll ride from disguised suburban graves
We'll go from the bungalows where the debts still grow each day
And oh if you stay I'll chase the rainblown fears away
We'll shine like the morning and sin in the sun oh if you stay
We'll be the wild ones running with the dogs today
We'll be the wild ones running with the dogs today
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Won't someone give me a gun?
Oh, well it's for my brother
Well he writes the line wrote down my spine
It says "Oh do you believe in love there?"
So slow down, so slow down, you're taking me over
And so we drown, Sir we drown, stop taking me over
Won't someone give me more fun?
(and the skin flies all around us)
We kiss in his room to a popular tune
Oh, real drowners
Slow down, slow down, you're taking me over
And so we drown, Sir we drown, stop taking me over!
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Come to my house tonight
We can be together in the nuclear sky
And we will dance in the poison rain
And we can stay a while in Heaven today
Let's stay together
Let's stay, these days are ours
Let's die together?
Two hearts under the skyscrapers
There's a time bomb in the high rise
There's a blue suburban dream
Will I see you up in paradise
Or have you come to catch me?
Come to my arms tonight
Just you and me together under electric light
And she will dance in the poisoned den
Just you and me forever by the motorway there
Let's stay together
LyricsLet's stay, these days are ours
And we can stay together
Two hearts under the skyscrapers
There's a time bomb in the high rise
There's a blue suburban dream
Will I see you up in Paradise
Or have you come to catch me?
Come to my arms I'm lost
Just you and me together in the year of the horse
Single file in the nuclear night
And we could feel a little closer
As we tumble through the sky
Let's stay together, let's stay these days are ours
Let's stay together
Two hearts under a skyscraper
Let's stay together, let's stay in this broken down love
Let's stay together, two hearts under the skyscrapers
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Here they come, with their make up on,
As lovely as the clouds come and see them,
Boys and girls and their mums and their words,
And their romances and jobs and their sons
Barking mad kids, lonely dads,
Who drug it up to give it some meaning,
From the raves and the council estates,
They're reminding us there's things to be done
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy
You and me, so lazy
Here they come, gone 7 am,
getting satellites and sky getting cables,
Bills and Bens and their mums and their friends,
Who just really really want to be loved,
Uncle Teds and their legendary vests,
Helping out around the disabled,
From the flats and the maisonettes,
They're reminding us there's things to be done
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy
You and me, so lazy
You and me, all we want to be is lazy
You and me, so lazy
You and me, all we want to be is lazy
You and me, so lazy
It's you and me, it's you and me, it's you and me
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Watch the early morning sun,
drip like blood from the day,
See the busy people run,
so many games to play
See the blue suburban dream,
under the jet plane sky,
Sleep away and dream a dream
Life is just a lullaby
Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
Oh...
Watch the day begin again,
Whispering into the night,
See the pretty people play,
Hurrying under the light,
A million cars, a million trains,
Under the jet plane sky
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Life is just a lullaby
Lyrics
Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, I said everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
Oh...
Oh, and everything will flow
Oh, you know everything will flow
The neon lights in the night tonight
will say "everything will flow"
The stars that shine in the open sky
will say "everything will flow"
The lovers kissed with an openness
will say "everything will flow"
The cars parked in the hypermarket
know "everything will flow"
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Well the church bells are calling
Police cars on fire
And as they call you to the eye of the storm
All the people say "Stay at home tonight"
I say we are the pigs, we are the swine
We are the stars of the firing line
And as the smack cracks at your window
You wake up with a gun in your mouth
Oh let the nuclear wind blow away my sins
And I'll stay at home in my house
I say, we are the pigs
we are the swine
we are the stars of the firing line
But deceit can't save you so
We will watch them burn
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I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man,
I feel real now talking like Buddha and
doing it again
I get kicks I rip it up, kick it up,
take it like a teenage tough,
And I feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
I feel schitzo everso psycho,
Kicking at an old tin can,
I feel real like a man, like a woman,
like a woman, like a man
I make deadspace feel like a head case
take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now watching those wheels
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
Lyrics
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like Buddha and
doing it again
So gimme this and gimme that
Smother me and gimme some of that bad stuff,
I feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing "I can't get enough"
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We got a love that's as cold as stone
We got a love from a violent home
We got a love that ain't got no name
We kiss our love with lips like pain
We gotta lotta electricity
We got a love like AC/DC
We got a love that ain't got no shame
We kiss our love with lips like pain,
Kissing our love with lips like pain
I said "Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity
We got a love like a violent mind,
We get our love from the white, white lines,
We got a love that ain't got no name,
We kiss our love with lips like pain
We got a love from the nowhere towns,
We got a love like electric sounds,
LyricsWe got a love that ain't got no shame,
We kiss our love with lips like pain
Kissing our love with lips like pain
I said, "Oh it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity
Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity
Oh, it's bigger than the universe
Bigger than the universe, bigger than the 2 of us
Oh; it's bigger than you and me,
We got a love between us and it's like electricity
Aah...
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It's the way you pick your clothes off the floor
It's the way you scratch your skin when you yawn
It's the t-shirts that you choose like you're in the Air Force
Yeah the language that you use reacts like chemicals
Obsessions in my head
Don't connect with my intellect
It's called obsession
Can you handle it
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around
It's the way you close the doors of my car
It's the stupid things you bought with my credit card
It's the way you don't read Camus or Brett Easton Ellis
Yeah the TCP you use, it stings when we kiss
Obsessions in my head
LyricsDon't connect with my intellect
It's called obsession
Can you handle it
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around
Obsessions is like sex
It's simple and complex
It's called obsession
Can you handle it
It's connected to the hip sounds
And it moves with the underground
It's called obsession
When you're around
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She's the face on the radio, she's the body on the morning show,
She's there shaking it out on the scene,
She's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion, she's in fashion,
She's employed where the sun don't set
and she's the shape of a cigarette
And she's the shake of a tambourine
and she's the colour of a magazine,
And she's in fashion, and she's in fashion
Oh and if she tells you 2 is 1 then 2 is 1 my love
Oh and if she tells you you should know,
then you should know my love,
She is strung out on a TV dream,
and she's the taste of gasoline,
and she's as similar as you can get to the shape of a cigarette
And she's in fashion
(And the sunshine it blows my mind, and the wind blows my brain)
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Today, she's been working, she's been talking, she's been smoking,
but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go dancing, we'll go laughing, we'll get car sick,
and it'll be okay like everyone says, it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
Today, she's been sat there, sat there in a black chair, office furniture,
but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go drinking we'll do silly things,
and never let the winter in,
And it'll be okay like everyone says, it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight,
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
...we'll go to peepshows and freak shows,
We'll go to discos, casinos,
We'll go where people go and let go...
...oh whatever makes her happy...
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I was born as a pantomime horse
Ugly as the sun when he falls to the floor
I was cut from the wreckage one day
This is what I get for being that way
Well did you ever, did you ever go round with them?
Well did you ever, did you ever go round the bend?
I was conned by a circus hand
Tragic as the son of a superman
"I would die for the stars" she said
This is what I get for my beautiful head
Well did you ever, did you ever go round with them?
Well did you ever, did you ever go round the bend?
...ever tried it that way, have you ever tried it that way?
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In the high life, I've got this feeling now
I've got this horrible feeling
On the escalator they took it out on him,
As the ridiculous world went by
Oh, he is gone
He's my insatiable one...
On the high wire, dressed in a leotard
There wobbles one hell of a retard
On the escalator we shit paracetamol,
As the ridiculous world goes by
Oh, he is gone
He's my insatiable one
And he was my inflatable one...
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All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter
And go shaking on the scene like killing machines
And they know that when she's stacked up top
She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show
Shaking obscene like killing machines here we go
It's the same old show, he's a killer he's a flash boy oh
He's a killer he's a flash boy oh
Oh if you shake your fake tan thru aerosol land you'll know
That you'll suffer your sex by the caravenettes oh no
And that shitter with the pout won't be putting it about no more
Or shaking obscene like a killing machine here we go
It's the same old show, he's a killer he's a flash boy oh
He's a killer he's a flash boy oh...
...oh and Athena loves your body
So think of the sea my darling
Think of the sea as you murder me, murder me, murder me,
murder me, murder me...
It's the same old show, he's a killer, he's a flash boy oh
This is the killing of a flash boy oh
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"She-rocker you're wasting your time
Cos you're only a girl"
She-rocker sacked the factory line for a chance of a dance in a surreal world
She said, "come rescue, rescue me from this Hollywood life
come rescue, rescue me from this Hollywood life"
She-rocker hear the audience scream for the death of the king
But a hand-job is all the butchery brings
Cos fame ain't as easy as him (how sad)
Oh come rescue, rescue me from this Hollywood life
come rescue, rescue me from this Hollywood life
Come take this Hollywood life
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Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's take a chance
From Heathrow to Hounslow, from the Eastern Block to France
Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now
Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's make a stand
From peepshows to disco, from Spain to Camber Sands
Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now...
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In a hired car she will come to England from the sea,
And as the tide flows the London snows will come.
And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history
So in a hired world she will buy a gun
And she will come from India with a love in her eyes
That say, oh how my dark star will rise
In rented gear 2000 years we waited for a man
But with a tattoed tit she'd die for us all tonight.
And she will come from India with a gun at her side,
Or she will come from Argentina
With her cemetery eyes that say
Oh, how my dark star will rise,
...and she will rise
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Angel, don't take those sleeping pills, you don't need them
Though it's just time they kill
Angel, give me your sleeping pills, you don't need them
Give me the time they kill
You're a water sign, I'm an air sign
Gone gone to Valium, can you get me some?
You're a water sign, and I'm an air sign
Too Siamese to catch the leaves from those trees
Angel, don't take those sleeping pills, you don't need them
Though it's just time they kill
You're a water sign, I'm an air sign
Pumped up with Valium, could you get me some?
You're a water sign, I'm an air sign
With sweet F.A. to do today, with sweet F.A. to do today...
...Angel, don't take those sleeping pills
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She can walk out anytime, anytime she wants to walk out, that's fine,
She can walk out anytime, anytime she feels that life has passed her by,
And when I start my new life I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
He can walk out anytime, anytime he wants to walk out, that's fine,
He can walk out anytime, across the sand, into the sea, into the brine,
And when I start my new life I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
So we sold the car and quit the job
and shook some hands and wiped the make-up right off,
And we said our good-byes to the bank
left Seven Sisters for a room in a seaside shack,
And when I start my new life I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground...
...it's by the sea we'll breed
...into the sea we'll bleed...
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She, walking like a killer,
She, another night another pillow.
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education, it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
She, sh-shaking up the karma,
She, "injecting marijuana",
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
she...
Nowhere faces, nowhere places, no one wants to be,
No stimulation in this privatisation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is she.
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She walks in beauty like the night
Discarding her clothes in the plastic flowers
Pornographic and tragic in black and white
My Marilyn come to my slum for an hour
I'm aching to see my heroine
I'm aching been dying for hours and hours
She walks in the beauty of a magazine
Complicating the boys in the office towers
Rafaella or Della the silent dream
My Marilyn come to my slum for an hour
I'm aching to see my heroine
I'm aching been dying for hours and hours,
been dying for hours and hours
She walks in beauty like the night
Hypnotising the silence with her powers
Armageddon is bedding this picture alright
My Marilyn come to my slum for an hour
I'm aching to see my heroine
Aching, been dying for hours and hours
I'm 18, I need my heroines
Aching, been dying for hours
Oh and I'm never alone now
Now I'm with her
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Where's all the money gone?--
I'm talking to you,
All up the hole in your arm,
Is the needle a much better screw?
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go.
Where is this life of fun that you promised me?
Nothing here works but your works and I mean it
I have to leave
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go.
If I was the wife of an acrobat would I look like the living dead, boy?
You're on the wire and can't get back, let's talk about the living dead
Could have had a car, could have had it all,
Could have walked in the sky but we stare at the wall.
I know where the money's gone--
I know what you do
'Cos I've seen the hole in your arm and
The needle's a much better screw
But oh, what will you do alone?
'Cos I have to go
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Don't take your life, 'cos your bicycle won't fly
You could be going to heaven tonight
Don't spoil the show for the love of some albino
You won't be going to heaven alone
I see her by the window waiting every night
So I wouldn't give a shit if my bicycle's in bits
I think I'm going to heaven on it
I see her by the window pour the poison for you
I'll go there through the window in my sixteen-hole boots
And I'll sing to the birds here at my side
And I'll sing to the birds who will save my life
Don't take your life 'cos your bicycle won't fly
You could be going to heaven tonight
And I wouldn't give a shit if your bicycle's in bits
I think I'm going to heaven on it
I see her by the window, and I see there's a day
We'll walk out through the traffic
And pour the poison away
So I'll sing to the birds here at my side
And I'll sing to the birds who will save my life
I will lie down for her
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I watch the slow hand kill the day
I see my starring role tick away
I watch the skyline for him to come
And when he comes along, we'll be gone...
...And we'll go into the city, into the light
We'll be there in the headlines, there overnight,
'Cos this is the big time, this is the way
Now he's in the big time, he'll show you the way.
This is the big time, this is the way
Now he's in the big time...
And you're in the way
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Lying in my bed, I think of you
That song goes through my head, the one we both knew
In each line lies another line full of sacred sound
But you're outside where the companies dream and the money goes round
Lying in my bed,
Watching my mistakes,
I listen to the band they said that it could be the 2 of us
The snow might fall and write the lines on the silent page
But you're outside making permanent love to the nuclear age
Two silhouettes by the cash machine make a lovers dance
It's a tango for the lonely wives of the business class
Lying in my bed
Watching my mistakes
I listen to the band
Lying in my bed
With nothing much to say so I listen to the man
He said that it could be the 2 of us
LyricsI heard you call from across the city through the stereo sound
And so I crawled there sickeningly pretty as the money went round
Lying in my head watching my mistakes
I listen to the band
And the drums beat in my head
Pianos chime the sound in this prison of the house
And as the illness comes again can you hear me through the rain
As I listen to the band?
As I sing the silent song
Mime each lonely word
Please listen to the man he said that it could be the 2 of us
Alone but not lonely, you and me
Alone but loaded...
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I know a girl she walks the asphalt world
She comes to me and I supply her with Ecstasy
Sometimes we ride in a taxi to the ends of the city
Like big stars in the back seat like skeletons ever so pretty
But where does she go?
And what does she do?
And how does she feel when she's next to you?
And who does she love in time-honoured fur?
Is it me or her?
I know a girl she walks the asphalt world
She's got a friend, they share mascara I pretend
Sometimes they fly from the covers to the winter of the river
For these silent stars of the cinema
It's in the blood stream, it's in the liver
I know a girl, she walks the arse felt world
But where does she go?
And what does she do?
And how does she feel when she's next to you?
LyricsAnd who does she love in time-honoured fur?
Is it me or is it her?
With ice in her blood
And a Dove in her head
Well how does she feel when she's in your bed?
When you're there in her arms
And there in her legs
Well I'll be in her head
Cos that's where I go
And that's what I do
And that's how it feels when the sex turns cruel
Yes both of us need her, this is the asphalt world
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This still life is all I ever do
There by the window quietly killed for you
In the glass house my insect life
Crawling the walls under electric lights
I'll go into the night, into the night
She and I into the night
Is this still life all I'm good for too?
There by the window quietly killed for you
And they drive by like insects do
They think they don't know me
They hired a car for you
To go into the night, into the night
She and I into the night
And this still life is all I ever do
There by the window quietly killed for you
And this still life is all I ever do
But it's still, still life
But it's still, still life
But it's still, still life
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See you in your next life when we'll fly away for good
Stars in our own car we can drive away from here
Far away, so far away, down to Worthing and work there
Far away, we'll go far away and flog ice creams 'til the company's on its knees...
...see you in your next life when we'll fly away for good
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