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

Ride the sainted
On the midnight train to
Ride the sainted

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake before use," she said
You never touch me anymore way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a 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 Christ on crutches

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

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

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

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

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

I'll be confused
Never be
They left me
I not be confused with another man
This of opinions

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

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