Animal Nitrate
Like his dad you know that he's had animal nitrate in mind
In your council home he jumped on your bones now you're taking it time after time
It turns you on, on, and now he has gone
What turns you on, on, now your animal's gone?
Well he said he'd show you his bed and the delights of a chemical smile
So in your broken home he broke all your bones now you're taking it time after time
It turns you on, on, and now he has gone
What turns you on, on, now your animal's gone?
What does it take to turn you on and now he has gone
Now you're over 21, on now the animal's gone
Animal, it was animal, an animal
Animal, it was animal, an animal
He's just an animal an animal
Animal, it was animal he's just an animal
Animal, it was animal he's just an animal
Metal Mickey
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
Dad, she's driving me mad, come see
We 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
Dad, she's driving me mad, come see
We Are The Pigs
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
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
You Belong To Me
Well you might have some conversation smashed in a bar
Clocking all of the disco dolls that blind you or check out some mad situations some silly farce
So real, you can feel it twist inside you
But everywhere you go everything you do
Every place you know every word you choose
I'm in everybody's eyes everybody's lives
I'm in everything you see you belong to me
Well you might walk down by the station through garbage and rust
And breathe in all the diseases just like I do
Or driving through some conurbation you'll step on the gas
And I'll be sat right there beside you
Because everywhere you go everything you do
Every place you know every word you choose
I'm in everybody's eyes everybody's lies
I'm in everything you see you belong to me
Well you can smash the windows and break some faces
Or spray graffiti on public places or act round some dead town but I'll be there
Because everywhere you go everything you do
Every place you know every word you choose
I'm in everybody's eyes everybody's lies
I'm in everything you see you belong to me
She's In Fashion
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
And if she tells you 2 is 1 then 2 is 1 my love,
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 she's in fashion
Poor Little Rich Girl
Poor little rich girl, you're urban wish girl, better beware
Laughing at danger, virtual stranger, better take care
The life you lead sets all your nerves jangle
Your love affairs are in hopeless tangle
Thought you're a child, dear, your life's a wild typhoon
In lives of leisure, the craze for pleasure, steadily grows
Cocktails and laughter, but what comes after nobody knows
You're weaving love into a magic pattern
You crawl from room to room
Poor little rich girl, don't drop a stitch too soon
You're only a baby you're lonely and maybe someday soon you'll know
By dancing much faster you're chancing disaster time alone will show
Poor little rich girl, you're urban wish girl, better beware
Laughing at danger, virtual stranger, better take care
You're weaving love into a magic pattern
You crawl from room to room
Poor little rich girl, don't drop a stitch too soon
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