The Tiger Lillies

Wake up every morning
Take a coffee down
Then it's in the tube train
In the rush hour to drown
Well, your wife she fucks a neighbour
And calls you a jerk
And when you find out you go berserk
You take a poker to her
And you ram it up her arse
Then you wrap it around her skull
And then you laugh
Well, the neighbour knew you did it
And he turns you in
Now you're gonna pay for your sins
The judge calls you an animal
And says if he could
He'd give you the death sentence -
That would be good
Well, the jury don't take long to establish your guilt
After all, you are guilty, guilty, guilty to the hilt
Well, they found you in your prison cell
Hanging by the neck - your life you had wrecked
And your children they forget you when they can
And when they don't forget you, your memory
Your memory they damn
So now you're rotting in the flames of hell
With a poker rammed up your ass
And around your skull as well

You were seventeen, pretty in the head
Sent in some photographs, this is what they said
Open your legs
Open your legs

You wanna be a model, and this could be a start
They're only jealous when they call you a tart
Open your legs
Open your legs

There's a demand, you're the supply
Dry your tears, that's why
Open your legs
Open your legs
Open your legs
Open your legs
Open your legs
Just open your legs

In Polynesia the weather is fine,
the Frenchies experiment all of the time,
we are all full of shit, we know this is true,
but when you ain't got a bumhole, you feel blue.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.

the Rainbow Warrior, they blew it up,
'cause it tried to kick up a terrible fuss,
nuclear testing is all very well,
when you ain't got a bumhole, life can be hell.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.

well we don't care about the size,
we don't care about the shape
but when you haven't got one,
it feels like a mistake.

bumhole, bumhole, give us a bumhole do.
give us a bumhole do..

On the dockside, of the portside, that's where they go.
to shoot their load, shoot their load.

she's got big tits, for all the gits,
and she hates them so, as they shoot their load, shoot their load.

as you whisper you're a slut, she will hate your guts.
as you shoot your load, shoot your load.

and on a bad night forty rubbers, she does throw,

of your shot load, your shot load, load. just shoot your load. just shoot your load, just shoot your load, shoot your load. just shoot your load.

well, you went to your shrink in Brighton,
he said there's nothing he could do,
you went to the hospital, they hadn't a cure for you.
your mother wants you committed and your father, he does too,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

you're having hallucinations, you're hearing voices too,
the nurses giving you lots of drugs, 'cause they're fucking good for you.
yes, turn this water into wine, you'll be popular if you do,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

they found your body and your body had turned blue,
they found it in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, I always come,
I like to stalk those I abuse,
I like them to struggle so I can refuse.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, I always come.
I like to go prowling on Saturday night,
I like them to struggle and put up a fight.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex, because I always come,
I've murdered so many i have lost count,
the pleasure it gives me is a large amount.

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex because I always come,
I murdered the vicar, i murdered his son,
murdered his dad and i murdered his mum.

and I murdered, murdered, murdered, murdered
cats, cats, cats...... as a boy,
then I moved on to dogs, I moved on to dogs, I moved on to dogs
dogs, dogs,dogs.......now it's the McCoy..

murder is easy, murder is fun,
it's better than sex because I always come,
public opinion, it don't swell,
the consensus is I am unwell.

murder is easy, murder is fun.
it's better than sex because I always come,

(repeat)
it's better than sex because i always come (X3) i always come...

He’s fucked me up the arse
He’s pulled out every trick
His body smells of sweat
He salivates and licks

Another one night stand
Another rancid dick
Another cheap pick-up
I’m feeling rather sick

So then the morning comes
I mumble a goodbye
Repulsion overwhelms me
I smile at him and lie

So I stagger out
Out of his front door
I make it to the street
And vomit on the floor

So then I make it home
And for a while pretend
That I will not repeat
The chapter’s reached an end

So the cycle spins
The pleasure and the pain
and as the darkness falls
The neon wins again

Well I split the guts of babies so I could see what was inside
Well all those babies' guts came out those babies all did die
Then I stamped on little babies heads you could hear the cracking bones
Then I asked myself why no one loved me why am I alone
Well its not that I've never had girlfriends I've had a few
But all of them girlfriends they want to get close to you
I stamped on all those girlfriends heads you could hear the cracking bones
Then I asked myself why no one loved me why am I alone
Whenever I try to have sex it never seems to work
When I orgasm I slit their throat over me their blood does spurt
Then I like to chop them up and in a lunch box take them home
Then I ask myself why no one loves me why I am alone
I hope one day I might meet a final friend
They'll stick a knife into my gut they'll get me before I get them

In a bar in Copenhagen works a girl called Polly
In the red light district she serves the drinks for free
Making her money from the tips she does receive
She puts the beer pump between her thighs and pulls does Polly

In the backroom transvestites wait to be abused
By men in dirty raincoats convicted and accused
A family fuck a goat in backroom number three
She puts the beer pump between her thighs and pulls does Polly

Five o clock in the morning the perverts all gone home
She cleans the sperm from the floor and goes home all alone
The acts she has witnessed she hardly would conceive
She puts the beer pump between her thighs and goes home does Polly

I have shit my trousers could a fresh pair you please lend
I'm lying in a pool of piss I'm waiting for the end
That vomit on the pavement it's mine you can depend
All the bottles I have drunk on a breweries freehold I could spend
The dogs all sit upwind of me and their nostrils they defend
I'm waiting for the end yes I'm waiting for the end
Piss and shit and rancid sweat are the perfume that I vend

Train running down the track
Blood pouring down my back
Here we go, beat me blue and black
This knife it bears its scars
And this heart it beats too hard
And these memories I will discard
Well, it must have been an angel
And it must have been the spring
And, it must have meant everything
I piss upon the floor
My blood runs down the door
The ambulance just made another score
Well, these wounds will congeal
And this heart will heal
So stitch me up, I will not squeal
Must have been an angel
And it must have been the spring
And, it must have meant everything
Stitch me up, stitch me up, stitch me up
I will not squeal
So, stitch me up, stitch me up, stitch me up
I will not squeal

I won't work in your factory
I won't work on your land
And I won't obey you any more than I can
Your politics disgusting
Your system makes me retch
The poor are getting poorer
The weak ones more repressed

I won't crawl up your orifice
My seed will not be spent
You can gouge my eyes out
I will not repent
Come on gouge my eyes out
I will not repent
Come on gouge my eyes out
I will not repent

To be perfectly frank with you
I won't give a toss
If they crucify a lot of you
On a burning cross

I wake up every morning
The first thing that I do
Is take my two fingers and stick it up at you

I won't crawl up your orifice
My seed will not be spent
You can gouge my eyes out
I will not repent
Come on gouge my eyes out
I will not repent
Come on gouge my eyes out
I will not repent

I will not repent, I will not repent, I will not repent