What's Richard got That I haven't got It's not that hideous grin That puts every girl That sees him in a spin
You say he's funny and he's nice And you listen to his advice Well maybe listen to some of mine 'cause it will save you Lots of pain and time
Honesty kills the best of us And liars like him Claim the minds of the rest of us
The news is all he wants you for The noose is all he's good for
Remember Richard said "The broken hearted are easy to bed" Don't be gullible and kind He just wants to get his pockets lined
I say he's a heretic And a fake And he deserves to burn at the stake Put his ashes by the fruit machine Think of him every time you win
Honesty kills the best of us And liars like him Claim the minds of the rest of us
The news is all he wants you for The noose is all he's good for
People only see What they want to see It's a symptom of life's hypocrisy People only see What they want to see That's why you're stripping naked in his back seat
People only see People only see what they want to see People only see People only see what they want to see
The news is all he wants you for The noose is all he's good for Oooh, oh! Oooh, oh! STRING HIM UP!
Revelation for little miss tunnel vision You've never believed in fidelity while you walked the halls of Supremacy I once was in awe of your strength and power I would've followed you to the final hour don't you know
You were a concept I once knew, but now you're gone, now we're through Certain state of mind you hail in all other shapes and sizes you fail.
At your funeral I was there you boyfriend was held in a strangers glare Me, him, her and you None of us mourned and that's the truth.
Oh God, oh God It's not fun being you anymore Oh, God, oh God It's not fun in your shoes anymore Stop casting your spells Will you please go to hell You know you've really got a big mouth Sit down, cross your legs Free your neck from your head And hear me out, out out
You never give me You never give me You never give me the time
Whole Whole Eat yourself whole
Oh no, oh no I hear the sounds of the radio Oh no, oh no I saw a dinosaur through it's window I turned out at midnight Turned off the light Added some words to the 20th centruy I dug you a grave Wrote in the sky "I love the drug, the drug you sold to me"
You never give me You never give me You never give me the time
Whole Whole Eat yourself whole
The whites of your eyes are not white And your head it never fails to keep growing I could try to keep it at bay with 6 inch nails With your room it's so sad With cancerous walls and trampoline floors Are you happy being whores? Cause I can see through you like a cellophane door.
He stood on your fingers When you scrubbed his kitchen floor You mean you didn't get a note From the Bloody Tower Saying you were on their waiting list That's strange They usually send forms in advance To those chosen to be slaves That's you "K" That's you "K" Not the UK!
I think you need to get out of this life
You are my friend You are my only friend Are you my friend? You are my violent friend Kick me Beat me Crush and defeat me No excuse because life will never be the same again For me For me
I think you need to get out of this life
Do you know just how I feel Because the way that you stand With your saviour in your hand reveals you
Kick me Beat me Crush and defeat me Because I'm "K" I'm "K" Not okay Not okay
I think you need to get out of this life I think you need to get out of this life I'm not me I'm not me I'm not me I'm not me
The falling of your tears Was the best environmental news We've had in years 'round here
Everything looks vulgar... sometimes I'll write THAT out A hundred times Coughing up the chalk dust I wonder why
Unhappy hour Begins at twelve And my punishment doesn't just stop With the final bell
Is anybody there? Is anybody out there? Is anybody there? Is anybody out there? Is anybody there? Does anybody care? Is anybody there? Nobody in the whole world seems to care
I'm a marked anarchist Yes, I'm being totally honest In fact, just the other morning I was planning a bombing Firstly, The House Of Lords Then on to the BRIT Awards
singing "Bomb the idiots" "Bomb all the idiots NOW!" "Bomb the idiots" "Bomb all the idiots NOW!"
I'm a public enemy The gallows is where it'll have to be And there'll be no remorse For all the panic that I have caused Just as I light the fuse wire I can just picture the headlines
You killed me With your opening lines of the day You slayed me at the breakfast table In your own inimitable way You said "Every single bride should be institutionalized"
Sad to see you go
By ten o'clock We were lost on the ring road I made a joke that I'd get you in a stranglehold Dropping stones off a motorway bridge Was something People would forgive
Sad we didn't know
You said you were the girl That couldn't say no You said you'd told the world Exactly where to go
Sad to see you go Sad we didn't know
We must've crossed St. Peter's tripwire And as the car stopped My heart stopped
Dead
Sad to see you go Sad we didn't know
I didn't notice The rain soaked streets Did you hear The brakes screech
Sad to see you go Sad we didn't know Sad to see you go Sad we didn't know
It wouldn't happen in another world It couldn't've happened to a nicer planet It would've happened in another world So don't pretend to care When you don't care
Ten years asleep In the queue for the late night bus With all of us
Breakfast television Is the biggest decision I've made In the last decade
It wouldn't happen in another world It couldn't've happened to a nicer planet It would've happened in another world So don't pretend to care When you don't care
Ten years asleep It'll soon be far too late To call 0898
Ten years asleep Every mind is a UXB So don't pretend that...
It wouldn't happen in another world It couldn't've happened to a nicer planet It would've happened in another world So don't pretend to care When you don't care
All the punks are pushing thirty years And are hardly feared All the young dudes Work for all the old brutes In expensive suits
Ten years asleep 'cause your grave is empty But already dug
Ten years of spreading knees Instead of news So don't complain that...
It wouldn't happen in another world It couldn't've happened to a nicer planet It would've happened in another world So don't pretend to care When you don't care
There, there, there There, there, there There, there, there
You're a sequinned thug Proud to spill blood on the streets You're nobody's mug You'll keep hammering the message home The message home The message home
You're a sequinned thug Proud to spill blood on the streets You're nobody's mug You'll keep hammering the message home The message home The message home
You glitter on the Underground Where the echoes are victim's cries Searching for truths In your steel-capped boots Cutting people down to size
Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope
You're a sequinned thug You war against suburban hordes Committing crimes On behalf of the shyer youth Of today Of today
You glitter on the Underground Where the echoes are victim's cries Searching for truths In your steel-capped boots Cutting people down to size
Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope
Nobody's safe In the neighbourhood Nobody's safe From the sequinned thug Nobody's safe In the whole wide world Nobody's safe From the sequinned thug
You're a sequinned thug Proud to sniff glue on the streets But you've never mugged You just like kicking in people's heads People's heads People's heads
You glitter on the Underground Where the echoes are victim's cries Searching for truths In your steel-capped boots Cutting people down to size
Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope Have you lost all hope
You can't afford to be bored with life You can't afford to be bored with life You can't afford to be bored with life You can't afford to be bored with life Right now
That deep whining sound Is a lust for this town And the sleaze all around is poetic those multi-coloured lights That shine through the night Reveal all that's poor and pathetic
Beneath all that fire Is a heartfelt desire To douse the whole city in petrol But I'd probably set camp And the matches be damp And I wouldn't get to see the inferno Oh no! Oh no!
Flames, look much brighter Than the cold, hard things That are given you Pass the lighter...
Slowly coming 'round To the drabness of the town But spurred on by fear of anonymity I've seen it all before People always ignore What the police didn't see in the vicinity
It's a family trait Fire runs in my veins But as a person doesn't make me any lesser Seeing the ashes The heat and the flashes Those things aren't done by any hairdresser Oh no! Oh no!
Flames, look much brighter Than the cold, hard things That are given you Pass the lighter...
Burn down the schools! (But) It's no substitute for truths
Flames, look much brighter Than the cold, hard things That are given you
Flames, look much brighter Than the cold, hard things That are given you
(Oh) got to sleep through the day To keep all my thoughts at bay Got to sleep through the day Sleep through the day
Flames, look much brighter Than the cold, hard things That are given you Pass the lighter...