AlsatianKill, comfort kill
I'm infidel
A simple sound
A scream to the sky
Slam, saccharine Sam
Pushing my pram
With your harlequin words
You turned and said
AlsationKill comfort kill
Im an infidel
A simple sound
A scream to the sky
Slam-sacharine sam
Pushing my pram
With your harlequin words
You turned and said
Cigarette MachineI'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine.
(Can't write that down)
It's 5 o'clock, 4 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 2
And I'm so fixed up I don't know what to do,
This door's closed, amount to me
CruellaDoh doh doh… Doh doh doh doh
Cruella dying in the room full,
Wants to be a spoon full…
Close my eyes, and stare,
Elementary, what's in this I can see.
Twenty pounds of mercy come and ease the pain…
Deborah CarneDeborah Carne
Deborah Carne
Eyes are smoke on wheels
Four sick of sin
Deborah Carne had always
Played the perfect queen
Taking her time they tell us
Girls In The BackOk, ok
One two
Whipcrack
Whipcrack
Baiting,
Feeling like I'm waiting,
Modern times,
Girls In The BlackOk, ok
One two
Whipcrack
Whipcrack
Baiting,
feeling like I'm waiting,
modern times,
KickPush my foot through the door,
so it don't close anymore.
Water - you speak endless water,
sounds like nothing at all.
Punch and Judas in tandem,
puppet or partisan.
Speak of the truth,
London's MineSanititize the party
in some sick disguise
with you different
coloured sulphate eyes
its shining,clear,advancing
in competition taste
oh my infidels of a blooded face
oh no look dont jump in now
Luna ParkYou're as pure as pure can be
Honey such, wanna touch
Touch your innocence sublime
Perfume high, world collide.
I only ever had a picture paranoid of you
I am true
And i want to collect them
Pig Heil JamBreathe
Breathe in
Breathe in
Breathe in
Breathe
Breathe in
Breathe in
One two three four
SpeedCritically
Downward we fall
Immersed and well closed
Better days are ahead
He says it's alright
It's alright
A little spy