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She's readymade and weapons grade Her eyes are brine and lustre That's never good and thus you would Be ill-advised to trust her Now hear our prayer - yeah like she cares The bride's stripped bare Concatinate the nickel-plate (The details still obsess her) Her assemblage is mighty large Don't think you could impress her The crows don't scare - send up a flare The bride's stripped bare Haven't got a shoe for my shoelace Haven't got a stick for my tongue Dunno where I stand in the next life Dunno if I get to see one Couldn't go to sleep in the car park Didn't have a rock for my head Couldn't sing the blues if I tried to (Carry everything you can't shed) Too rich to sue, too rich for you Her massive arches tower The save truth takes of the roof It all comes down to power... Her armature forged in the Ruhr And all is flame and vapor She's says it's true, if I were you I'd get it down on paper This wear and tear you can't repair The bride's stripped bare The world unmade, the final fade The arcs of love obey her But now the sauce has run its course They will not long delay her And who can bear this holy glare? The bride's stripped bare The meat's too rare, they shaved your hair The bride's stripped bare Gonna make this a letter from a cold hand Make a big unveiling of the damage Make this lousy object sing to you I change my nature be a force for good Run a good straight arrow through the Devil's heart Show I have the will but leave the deed undone Take a dive in the eleventh round Gonna burn the flags out in the streets at night... Gonna make this a letter from a cold hand Make a big unveiling of the damage Make this lousy object sing to you Run a good straight arrow through the Devil's heart Show I have the will but leave the deed undone Take a dive in the eleventh round Gonna burn the flags out in the streets at night...
Writer(s): Barry William Andrews, Martyn Barker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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