Happy Mondays
Tart Tart
When he came out to the lock-upHe said I'm looking for something betterHe made his shock announcementAnd backed off, backed down, backed offAnd then he got up off the floorHe said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no moreAnd he made it all known with his hands held up, palm outAnd she said don't know if i should'Cause i worry too much about the tests on the bloodAnd at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'.A maggot sleeps on her deskH wears a sleeping bag as his vestAnd he's getting too too botheredAbout the spots on his chest, chest, chestNow she's (BLANK)...She laid it onAnd a few days later she's goneSo its back to the wombTo get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)
From Letras Mania