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

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight to Romford
the sainted rhythms

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

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

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

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

To the off peak
And the blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my
Here Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of
And a velvet 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 light it burns my and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on

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

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

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