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Sweet in winter, in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never me anymore this way
in, receiver out
You let me in through the door

Ride the rhythms
On the train to Romford
Ride the rhythms

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

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

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

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 blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And here another God, here comes another God
Like a thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze with 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 Christ on

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

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

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