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

Ride the rhythms
On the train to Romford
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

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

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

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

And here another God, here comes another God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
dried with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my

I get my kicks on six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
Never be
They me confused
I will not be confused with man
This pressure of

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

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