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Yes, you made me whince
You said I'd like to write a letter
To praise a famous murderer for his deeds
And the headmaster said you would go far
And you sit alone in your room
It's amazing what you do with a bottle of perfume
We've found a place for you to stay
Yes, you make me cringe
You said Picasso was a cripple because he murdered very little
And a baby just can't enjoy the war
Idiots think about girls
I will be on the front of the News of The World
We've found a place for you to stay
We've found a place for you to stay
And the Police are fools
And the Police are supposed to rule you
And the Police are fools
And the Police are supposed to rule you
You can walk in the alleyways at night
You know I've got my pride
Neighbourhood watch - It's a popular pastime
But it never solves any crimes
And Coffee doesn't wake you up
And Coffee doesn't wake you up
And Coffee doesn't wake you up
It tastes
It tastes
It tastes
It tastes
- Album:
- The Cradle
- Less Faith
- Stay Asleep
- Catacomb (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- To Hell With Humdrum
- In the Best Possible Taste
- Sleepwalking
- Eat Yourself Whole
- Idiots at the Wheel EP
- Indie Top 20, Volume 18
- Pumping on Your Stereo
- Bloodshot and Fancy Free: The Best and Rest of Kingmaker
- NME: Singles of the Week 1992
- Chrysalis 25 Edited Highlights
- You and I Will Never See Things Eye to Eye
- The Killjoy Was Here EP
- 10 Years Asleep...
- Armchair Anarchist
- Queen Jane E.P.