| To lick your wounds and crack through the morphine’s sweet darkness,
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| bloodies your eyes and fouls your kiss it’s you I can’t forget,
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| I ain’t cost you yet. |
| I ain’t lost you yet.
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| Jumped away from the lens, ground to a point love’s blind pretence,
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| burst all those syphilltic cysts that rot the love of God,
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| stood where Moses trod, the lucky sod, you yet, I ain’t caught it yet,
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| you cast your clever net,
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| but I ain’t caught it yet. |
| How can I forget? |
| How can I forget?
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| you cast your clever net but I ain’t caught it yet.
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| Gangsters don’t cry, when they shoot you to die,
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| so keep the whites of their eyes in your sights.
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| Im Staring buck naked at the world, no fig leaf needed, pure as gold,
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| burst all this complicated bliss that rots the love of God
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| stood where Moses trod the lucky sod.
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| And fizz the first touch of your tongue, flinched like the grip of moist uncle,
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| sniff sweet cocaine and disco sick, cos I can drink to this, every shot of
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| bliss,
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| Aw shucks. |
| Aw shucks hits, I ain’t caught it yet,
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| you cast that clever net, but I ain’t caught it yet.
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| How can I forget? |
| How can I forget?
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| you cast your clever net but I ain’t caught it yet.
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| Aw shucks, Aw shucks.
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| Gangsters don’t cry,
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| when they shoot you to die, so keep the whites of their eyes in your sights.
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| Lying in the sun like a fat dog with you is worth cancer.
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| The few pleasures, how white my clean ass could be,
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| there is not yet a neat Media label to describe you and me and this age.
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| Well fuck them.
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| And on the streets there’s an advert real people pickled to the bone by the
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| vultures of culture,
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| golf, hold on to yourself,
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| so hang on,
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| Hang on to yourself,
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| Come on, come on, come on.
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| Make it feel like stealers tongue, a real flesh eater.
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| Fortune smiles on the the whites of the teeth,
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| so bite me bite me bite me as aniseed candy.
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| And in the parks they skate to flow it all out,
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| It’s all out, they’re all out, they’re all out I’m so glad they’re all out. |