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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake before use," she said
You touch me anymore this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the back

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

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

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

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

I get my kicks on 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 my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here comes on crutches

And here another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
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 stuffed back in my head

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my and I feel so dirty
comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be
Never be
They left me
I will not be with another man
pressure of opinions

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

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