On the last
night on earth when the horses run free
The
scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney
In a dimly
lit room crammed with loathing and hate
They’re
selling their souls and I just can’t wait
I shrivel
inside at the sight of her beauty
I fall to
the floor as she’s shaking her booty
The rain
makes me shiver; the wind turns me blue
Oh – the
things we get up to, to get through the night after you
I knew it
was wrong; I began to suspect
When she
reached over and pressed the eject
I was up to
the gunnels against your advice
I felt so
ashamed that I did it twice
From disco
to disco; from Safeway to Tesco
We’re
shopping around from the cradle til death row
From Tesco
it’s down to the 7-11
To chase
through the night time, to chase through the night after you
After you
I can’t
explain why I need to be free
But if you
need to be naked that’s alright by me
It’s the
fast track express to the graveyard, I know
So what are
you waiting for? Hey ho, let’s go
From disco
to disco; from Safeway to tesco
We’re
shopping around from the cradle til death row
Don’t stop
til the train has pulled into the station
I’ll hold
the door for you – no, I insist, after you
After you
After you
I’ll hold the door for you – no, I insist, after you
After you
After you
