I Like Fucking
And your exercise
And the world that I knew
Then
I fell back on you
Cause I need more time
And I need an excuse
I'm a thief, a liar, an angel in the fire
I'm a king, a drug, the push that comes to shove
Ifreak, a star, I'm everything you are
I'm your Jesus, I'm your pride
Made to heal
We're made to heal
We're made to heal
We're made to heal
I depend on you
For the wings of life
And the air that you move
And
I defended you
For this one last time
And the nerves you abuse
I'm a thief, a liar, an ang
Please Release Me, Darlinhg I Loathe You
Oh sittin in the Taxi rank in Park Lane
in comes a trendy geazer with no brain,
and staring at a punk who was a good mate,
I said lets make a move but it was too late
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Up goes a shout, a rumble in the crowd
a fight breaks out, someone starts clouting me,
call in the Army oooh
call in the Army
call in the Army oooh
call in the Army...
The Park Lane punch up escalates
somebody's teeth have gone
it's too much for the coppers
there's a RIOT going on, so
call in the Army, call in the Army...
Park Lane quickly turns into a bloothbath
a disco boy lies unconcious on the red path,
Coppers helmets knocked off in the gutter
all because of a trendy towny nutter
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