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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the back

the sainted rhythms
On the train to Romford
Ride the sainted

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the blinds my eyes
You're oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my
Here comes on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you never touch me
I was listening for phone sex
through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and

I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six

To the off peak
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, comes another God
Like a thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet tongue and voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the in my 501s
Freeze dried a new religion
And my teeth stuffed in my head

I get my kicks on six
The it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes on crutches

never be confused
Never be
They me confused
I will not be with another man
This of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to your eyes," you
But all I could see was Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the psycho

Tthe light it burns my
And the light it my eyes
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six