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'BIONIC'
Harder, Faster
For ever after
Harder, faster
For ever after
Harder, faster
For ever after
For ever after
None of you can make the grade(X4)
Harder, Faster
For ever after
Harder, Faster
For ever after
Harder, Faster
For ever after
For ever after
None of you can make the grade (X4)
'36 DEGREES'
We were tight
But it falls apart as silver turns to blue
Waxing with a candlelight
And burning just for you
Allocate your sentiment and stick it in a box
I've never been an extrovert
But I'm still breathing
Someone tried to do me ache(X2)
Someone tried to do me ache, it's what I'm afraid of(X2)
With hindsight I was more than blind
Lost without a clue
Thought i was getting carat gold
And what i got was you
Stuck inside the circumstances
Lonely at the top
I've always been an introvert
Happily bleeding
Someone tried to do me ache(X2)
Someone tried to do me ache, it' what I'm afraid of
4, 7, 2, 3, 9, 8, 5
I gotta breathe to stay alive
And 1, 4, 2, 9, 7, 8
Fells like I'm gonna suffocate
14, 16, 22
This skin that turns to blister blue
Shoulders, toes and knees
I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders, toes and knees
I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders, toes and knees
I'm 36 degrees
Shoulders, toes and knees
I'm 36 degrees
'HANG ON TO YOU IQ'
Chinese masseuse comes between us
Talks in haikus, plastic venus
Got a headrush in her pocket
To rubber, to lubes and a silver rocket
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely, I'm lonely
I'm lonely, I'm lonely
Every morning my eyes will open wide
I gotta get high before i go outside
Roll another for breakfast
Burning clouds around and in my solar plexus
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely, I'm lonely
I'm lonely, I'm lonely oh
Legs eleven make me stay up late
Two fat ladies on my back and now it's 88
I'm a fool who's tool is small
It's so minuscule it's no tool at all
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
Hang on, hang on
To your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely, I'm lonely
I'm lonely, I'm lonely oh
'NANCY BOY'
Aloholic kind of mood
Lose my clothes, lose my lube
Cruising for a piece of fun
Looking out for number one
Different partner every night
So narcotic, outta sight
What a gas, what a beautiful ass
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
Got the muse in my head, she's universal
Spinning me round, she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
Got the muse in my head, she's universal
spinnig me round, she's coming over me
Kind of buzz that lasts for days
Had some help from insect ways
Comes accross all shy and coy
Just another nancy boy
Woman man or modern monkey
Just another happy junkie
Fifty pounds, press my button
Going down
And it all breaks down at the role reversal *etc*
Does his make up in his room
Douse himself with cheap perfume
Eyeholes in a paper bag
Greatest lay i ever had
Kind of guy that mates for life
Gotta help him find a wife
We're a couple when our bodies double
And it all breaks down*etc* (X2)
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