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

Ride the rhythms
On the midnight train to
the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well before use," she
You touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
You're a connector, connector, connector,

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

"Call me wet trampoline," she today
Well I was too busy with my
"Shake well use," she said
But you touch me anymore
I was busy for phone sex
Coming through the door in skin tight 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 blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

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

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so
Here comes on crutches

I'll be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be with another man
pressure of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to eyes," you said
But all I could see was Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Street
With whiplash Willy, the psycho

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