In a commissioned town, on Lump Street The brick-hard boy repeats a scripted lie Eyes to the ground on Lump Street There’s a broken jaw behind the dog-tooth smile
The grunt and moan behind the night here Though breath is warm, sex is cold Nothing is grown on Lump Street Each piece is fired inside a broken mould
Do you want more unshapely love? What you waiting for? Cut out that lump
She tore his tongue out at the end of Lump Street She liked to see the blood beneath his skin He wore her muscles, kissed the bruising Away Away
Do you want more unshapely love? What you waiting for? Cut out that lump
He’s a full-grown man, no shoulder to cry on raised by wolves and they taught him to bite down hard No locks on the doors no corner to hide in scars like armour, dead boys eyes
She’s a Lump Street girl, with a blade in her brow Raised by the state but they tore it all down They fucked and they fought but it still felt right Run away from these orange Lump Street lights
Get together now Find hope There is a life beyond the one you already know Get together now Build a home There is life beyond the one you already knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
