Corpses In Their Mouths - Ian Brown

You tell lies when the truth will do You are the social chameleon what on earth we gonna do with you?

Slip your neck into a rope, show me a smile

You’d run a mile

Then you are free, so where’s the goal?

Where’s the style?

You want the dough

Got dead sea scrolls for you and your women too

She’s got corpses in her mouth

Still she’s holding hands with you

It’s cut like crystal chandeliers

I’ll shine like diamonds in her ears

She smokes crack, it’s off the beaten track

You are the social chameleon, you change to suit the people around you

It’s like the waves that hit the shore

You cannot stand the force of law

Look man, I know it from your nature

Hit the deck

Hit the deck, as the creator

Got dead sea scrolls for you and your women too

She’s got corpses in her mouth

Still she’s holding hands with you

It’s cut like crystal chandeliers

I’ll shine like diamonds in her ears