In a bar in Copenhagen works a girl called PollyIn the red light district she serves the drinks for freeMaking her money from the tips she does receive She puts the beer pump between her thighs and pulls does PollyIn the backroom transvestites wait to be abused By men in dirty raincoats convicted and accusedA family fuck a goat in backroom number threeShe puts the beer pump between her thighs and pulls does PollyFive o clock in the morning the perverts all gone homeShe cleans the sperm from the floor and goes home all aloneThe acts she has witnessed she hardly would conceiveShe puts the beer pump between her thighs and goes home does Polly

And so you sailed the sea when you were twenty threePress ganged one night how you did fight into the navyPress ganged to mutinyYour fate gets worse you seeAnd so welcome your new careerA pirate on the seaYour captain he was cruel nine tails and foulest gruelThen you are caught convicted of the crime of piracyYour last words you do say a victim dies todaySo now you croak upon a rope tied to a hanging tree

In the fairground Pretty Lisas selling candy by the barPretty Lisas training hard to be a high-wire starLisas life is just a journey upon a roundabout Everything is very pretty until the ride runs outDashing Tony is her trainer he got straight white teethLisa thinks that he is an angel but hes a pimp and hes a thiefWell life is just a ride upon a roundaboutBut pretty soon that ride it will run out Tony has his pretty Lisa tattooed from head toeNow hes sitting in a booth with her in the freak showTony hits his pretty Lisa but everything is fine The tattoos they hide the bruises every time

Saw you in the clip jointSaw you doing tricksI saw you winkAnd lick your lipsI saw you brimming overWith pornographic charmYou must have held an armyIn those pretty little armsThose pretty little armsI saw you in the clip jointsCucumbers slipped them inA row of the pervertsIn a line wankingAnd I saw you with your boyfriendswhich one did the harmInjecting the syringeIn your pretty little armsYour pretty little armsI saw you in neon doorwaysThe skinheads that you kissedKissing them from boredomTo taste their fascist spitAnd I saw you on the marble slabWithered and embalmedYou can still see the needle marksIn your pretty little armsYour pretty little armsYour pretty little arms

Of all the sins in all the world the worst of all is prideBut it’s the one oh my love we don’t see till we dieHow swiftly do we wreak such harm on the ones we loveThe scars and weals that we inflict we shoot the hearts of dovesIt is not simply men who are cast out from the skyBut angels to have fallen inflicted by prideFor as we walk as blind men losing every loveBreaking hearts of angels shooting hearts of dovesYou proudly swagger flying like a birdWith pride you will be shot down a maggot ridden turdA rotting cadaver pride will eat your loveThere is no greater cost than pride we shoot the hearts of doves

When alls been done and all been saidA time does come when we are deadThrough all the misery and the funIll end it all now with a gunBecause each drama that we haveIs just delusion is just madEach achievement is emptyFuelled by foolish vanityWe need a reason to liveAnd divine order god does giveBut does that earthquake or floodMake you question your god of loveBut then one day desperatelyAll things they are emptySo each force that drives our livesA pointless hunger to surviveWith all the misery and funIll end it all now with a gunIll put that gun in your mouthJust like the birds you will head southIll put that gun to your headPull that trigger now youre deadWhen your brains are shot outA happy end there is no doubtThe bore love is simplest taleIts who shoots second failsThe mother love this simplest taleIts who shoots second failsWhen alls been done and all been saidA time does come when we are dead

You see my foolishness and pride you see each good thing in me dieYou see your baby see her cryYou see the evil in me breed you see the bad the bad seedYou see your baby see her bleed You hear my heart numbing lies as each good thing in me dies Hear your baby hear her cryYou see my evil eating you you see my evil breaking through You hear your baby cry for you Punch and Judy Punch and Judy

In purgatory it’s colder Than your every vice Your every evil paralysed There within the iceAnd after it has gripped you For a thousand years You’ll get into heaven Have no fearIn caves of ice naked You will dwell Each movement An agony to tellAnd after it has gripped you For a thousand years You’ll get into heaven Have no fearYour mind in this agony Will be gripped Till every vice From your body is rippedAnd after it has gripped you For a thousand years You’ll get into heaven Have no fearBe for ever grateful In purgatory you dwell For one day you’ll be released In heaven you will dwellAnd after it has gripped you For a thousand years You’ll get into heaven Have no fear

The sky went darkWhen from the parkCame gasps of agony.A common pinIt did him inWas dipped in QRV.On the left bankShe quickly sankInto depravity.She later diedOf suicideFrom drinking QRV.They found him deadUpon his bedContorted horriblyHis breath was stillHis lungs were filledWith fumes of QRVWith grief her lifeWas strangely rifeHer children died at seaIn failing healthShe sank her wealthIn shares of QRVWith carving knivesThey lost their livesSent to eternity.Who would suspectA local sectThat pedalled QRVWhile skipping pastA rail too fastThey perished clumsily.What did they doBut fall intoA vat of QRV.Among the deadWere listless NedAunt Glou GlouLady TweeThe Woolly FlamesAnd Little JamesDone in by QRV.Who once was prettyGay and wittyA spirit wild and freeNow lies half deadAcross the bedA slave to QRV.One day she wroteA farewell noteShe wanted to be freeThey found her strippedWithin her cryptDone in by QRVAsk not for whomWas raised this tombWhich stands above the seaBut know insideLies one who diedFrom taking QRV.

In the mirror the lines start to formAnd you feel like you’ve hardly been bornIn the end for all vanities pay you were queenYou a ghost on a screenThrough your tears you see what has beenIn the end for all vanities pay you were queenYou were hot you held the cardsNow you’re cold you they do discardYou were young happy and gay a queenWell through the valium and pillsThe shrinks and the billsNow it’s time to pay you were queenQueen for a dayQueen for a dayQueen for a dayQueen for a day

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Yeah Nah man, you gotta be kidding me, man, come on You cheat me, you cheat yourself, alright (Yeah) Straight up Signal going in and out (prr), swimming at the house (wait) Live with no doubts (whoa), zen the fuck out (yeah) Big dog plays (big), the payoffs in route (swerve) Laid across the couch ( ...

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