Dirty Dirty Dirty

Sometimes when you are in a squalor and nothing seems to be uplifting......and as the words of billie joe armstrong "when masturbation's lost it's fun you're fucking breaking" describes your day....

think Dirty Dirty Dirty!

Sweet in winter
Sweet in rain
Shake well before use she said
You never touch me anymore this way

Connector in
Receiver out

You let me in through the back door

Ride the sainted rhythms on the midnight train to Romford
Ride the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter
Sweet in rain
Shake well before use she said.
you never touch me anymore this way - oh no

Connector
>>>>>>>>>Connector
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Connector
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Connector
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>You're a
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Connector
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Connector
>>>>>>>>>Connector
Connector

I'm so dirty

And the light blinds my eyes

You're oh-so-dirty

And the light it blinds my eyes.
Here comes Christ on crutches.

Call me wet trampoline she said today
Well i was too busy with my hand.

Shake well before use she said
But you never touch me anymore.

I was busy listening for phone sex

Coming through the back door in skin-tight trunks
And we all went mental......

And danced

I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
To the off-peak......electricity
And the light blinds my eyes

And I feel dirty

And the light blinds my eyes
And I feel......so......shaken in my faith
Here comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another god
Here comes another god like a buffalo thunder
wWh a...smell of sugar...and a velvet tongue...and designer voodoo
And I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s

Freeze-dried with a new religion and my teeth stuffed back in my head

I get my kicks on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on crutches.
I will not be confused
Will not be confused

They left me confused

I will not be confused.....with another man
This pressure of opinions

Lighten up

Listen to your eyes, you said
But all i could see was doris day in a big screen satellite disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon street with whiplash willy the motor psycho

And the light it burns my eyes
And the light it burns my eyes

I get my kicks on channel six

~ Dirty by Underworld