Slave To This

Soft Cell

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    Oh... another day another way another life another day another life ...
    of existence....
    Oh fear threat and filth
    Tender in hate
    Slug and grab
    Trap and take away
    Another track
    Meat rack and ruin
    Boarded up and beaten up
    Roaming the streets
    Have no respect for a life
    A limb a love
    Whose love are you anyway?

    Mother smiles
    Narrow smiles
    Drink up your poison
    Like a good little girl
    Can't have your coke
    And beat it you know

    'Sick of seeing you bruised and burnt out
    Ugly and low'
    So sick and tired
    Of being sick and tired
    Of being used and abused
    That's right (that's right that's right that's right that's right that's right)

    Pushing through the pavement sprawl
    Round the late night supermarket
    Dirtlocked lady
    Who hits you in the chest
    Give her all your money, Mr. Barefoot
    All the year round
    Please don't breathe on me
    Oh and Hi there
    Zizi Jean (night) mare

    Still sticky from you
    Still sticky from me
    (I hear voices)
    Still sticky from you
    Still sticky from me
    Smack kerpow!!
    Into cold Greaseburger prance
    Call me Chico Chico from Puerto Rico
    Guilty of another cold handed sperm murder
    Forever the crunch of makeup under foot

    Where will you take me
    When this is all over?
    Somewhere where I don't have to
    Shiver in the shadows...

    So sick and tired
    Of being used and abused

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    Everyday
    You set up
    Go to work
    Floating like the ash
    In the Coffee Pot café
    (that's right that's right that's right that's right that's right)

    Throwing upon an over-diet
    Of slob culture
    Overdose and out
    I'm scared for you
    For me
    For you... no...
    For me
    I got so tired of
    Reading about the anguish of being
    That I ended up being
    Without
    And where will you take me?
    Where will you take me?
    Away from this hell to be
    (or not to be)
    Pull up the vacancy sign in your eyes
    I've seen it and I don't like it
    I've seen it and I don't like it

    I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
    Of being used and abused
    Hey is this the last night in Sodom?
    (that's right that's right that's right)

    Sick and tired....

    A day today of a life of existence

    And his name... is Jesus
    (You have never known love till you've known the love of god...
    That's right)

    Only god may find a way
    Where there is no way
    That's right....
    Is this the last night in Sodom?

    (You have never known love till you've known the love of god...
    That's right)

    What a waste....

    And they never shed a tear
    For Jesus Christ when he died on the cross
    And they drove a spike in his side and hammered a crown of thorns on his head

    What a waste...

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    Composición: Dave Ball y Marc Almond

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