Wednesday 17 October 2012

Go To Bed With Terrorism

NB - Since acquiring a magic phone I have been enjoying using this blog as a way of looking up song lyrics that I haven't learned yet. You'd think that if you wrote the lyrics you'd automatically remember them, but no. It's quite embarrassing how long it's taken me to learn the lyrics to Who Put The Dog In The Basket? I wonder how Nick Cave manages it.


I was naked in the field
Searching under rocks to feed
Pondering centipedes
When you came along
Took me in your arms so strong
Dressed me up in uniform
We downed shots of chloroform
Until we felt the same

We walked out around the shops
Gazing at adverts at bus stops
Sunshine and lollipops
The words began to smother me
You ran to uncover me
Heroic act so brotherly
Sisterly simultaneously
You had me at the shots

Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll have a safer home
Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll never sleep alone

I was raking up the leaves
Outside the exotic maisonette
Working up quite a sweat
The owner he came over
In a shower of obscenities
Flung his flabby fists at me
Spilled blood upon my hosiery
Because the leaves looked shit

We both marched that night
Outside the exotic maisonette
Conveying quite a passive threat
As he ignored our placards
We started to bombard the bastard
We hurled rotten eggs and custard
He ran out all red and flustered
A shell had split his lip

Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll have a safer home
Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll never sleep alone

Oh mum and daddy, look at me, would you prefer it if I sold car insurance?
And after years of meaning well are you upset I've put in another poo performance?
Of course there will be times where you will question whether what I'm doing is right universally
But you must remember that ethics are just subjectivity!!!

With our backs against the wall
Helicopters circling
I have never felt this small
Also never this glad
You took me by my broken hand
Took me to the promised land
Where I played in a marching band
I sang and played the guitar!

So we'll make a final stand
And we will go out with a bang
The curtains will close upon
A blaze of pure affection
Your love will be my protection
You set me in the right direction
I stand erect at full attention
Lead us on, my friend

Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll have a safer home
Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll never sleep alone
Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll have a safer home
Go to bed with terrorism x 2
If you go to bed with terrorism
You'll never sleep alone

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