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Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Connector in, out
You let me in through the back

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight train to
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well before use," she
You never me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

And I'm so and the light blinds my eyes
oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here Christ on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well use," she said
But you touch me anymore
I was listening for phone sex
Coming through the back door in skin trunks
And we all went mental and

I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six

To the off electricity
And the light blinds my eyes and I dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so in my faith
comes Christ on crutches

And comes another God, here comes another God
Like a thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new
And my teeth back in my head

I get my on channel six
The light it my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on

never be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be with another man
This pressure of

"Lighten up, to your eyes," you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big satellite
Disappearing down the hole on Farringdon Street
whiplash Willy, the motor psycho

Tthe light it burns my
And the light it my eyes
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six