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While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World" | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Suit Of Lights}}</noinclude> | ||
You request some song you hate you sentimental fool | While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"<br> | ||
And it's the force of habit | You request some song you hate you sentimental fool<br> | ||
If it moves then you fuck it | And it's the force of habit<br> | ||
If it doesn't move you stab it | If it moves then you fuck it<br> | ||
If it doesn't move you stab it<br> | |||
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues" | And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"<br> | ||
He went out to work that night and wasted his breath | He went out to work that night and wasted his breath<br> | ||
Outside there was a public execution | Outside there was a public execution<br> | ||
Inside he died a thousand deaths | Inside he died a thousand deaths<br> | ||
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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they put him in a suit of lights | And they put him in a suit of lights<br> | ||
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In the perforated first editions | In the perforated first editions<br> | ||
Where they advocate the hangman's noose | Where they advocate the hangman's noose<br> | ||
Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess | Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess<br> | ||
Her uncouth escort looking down her dress | Her uncouth escort looking down her dress<br> | ||
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Anyway they say that she wears the trousers | Anyway they say that she wears the trousers<br> | ||
And learnt everything that she does | And learnt everything that she does<br> | ||
And doesn't know if she should tell him yes | And doesn't know if she should tell him yes<br> | ||
Or let him go | Or let him go<br> | ||
<br> | |||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they put him in a suit of lights | And they put him in a suit of lights<br> | ||
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Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar | Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar<br> | ||
It's enough to make you think right now | It's enough to make you think right now<br> | ||
But you don't bother | But you don't bother<br> | ||
For goodness sake as you cry and shake | For goodness sake as you cry and shake<br> | ||
Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong | Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong<br> | ||
And think of all the pleasure that it brings | And think of all the pleasure that it brings<br> | ||
Though you know that it's wrong | Though you know that it's wrong<br> | ||
<br> | |||
And there's still life in your body | And there's still life in your body<br> | ||
But most of it's leaving | But most of it's leaving<br> | ||
Can't you give us all a break | Can't you give us all a break<br> | ||
Can't you stop breathing | Can't you stop breathing<br> | ||
<br> | |||
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues" | And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"<br> | ||
I went to work that night and wasted my breath | I went to work that night and wasted my breath<br> | ||
Outside they're painting tar on somebody | Outside they're painting tar on somebody<br> | ||
It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be | It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be<br> | ||
<br> | |||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground | And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground<br> | ||
And they put him in a suit of lights | And they put him in a suit of lights<br> | ||
And they put him in a suit of lights | And they put him in a suit of lights<br> |
Latest revision as of 19:19, 1 May 2009
Suit Of Lights
While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"
You request some song you hate you sentimental fool
And it's the force of habit
If it moves then you fuck it
If it doesn't move you stab it
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
He went out to work that night and wasted his breath
Outside there was a public execution
Inside he died a thousand deaths
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they put him in a suit of lights
In the perforated first editions
Where they advocate the hangman's noose
Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess
Her uncouth escort looking down her dress
Anyway they say that she wears the trousers
And learnt everything that she does
And doesn't know if she should tell him yes
Or let him go
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they put him in a suit of lights
Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar
It's enough to make you think right now
But you don't bother
For goodness sake as you cry and shake
Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong
And think of all the pleasure that it brings
Though you know that it's wrong
And there's still life in your body
But most of it's leaving
Can't you give us all a break
Can't you stop breathing
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
I went to work that night and wasted my breath
Outside they're painting tar on somebody
It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
And they put him in a suit of lights
And they put him in a suit of lights