Meat Is Murder

On the day that your mentality
Decides to try to catch up with your biology

Come round ...
'cause i want the one i can't have
And it's driving me mad
It's all over, all over, all over my face


On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology


I want the one i can't have
And it's driving me mad
It's all over, all over, all over my face


A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor


A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor


And i want the one i can't have
And it's driving me mad
It's all over, all over my face


A tough kid who sometimes swallows nails
Raised on prisoner's aid
He killed a policeman when he was
Thirteen
And somehow that really impressed
Me
And it's written all over my face


Oh, these are the riches of the poor
These are the riches of the poor


I want the one i can't have
And it's driving me mad
It's written all over my face


On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology


And if you ever need self-validation
Just meet me in the alley by the
Railway station
It's all over my face
Oh ...

What she said :
"how come someone hasn't noticed
That i'm dead
And decided to bury me ?
God knows, i'm ready !"
La-la-la ...

What she said was sad
But then, all the rejection she's had
To pretend to be happy
Could only be idiocy
La-la-la ...


What she said was not for the job or
Lover that she never had
Oh ...
No no no ...


What she read
All heady books
She'd sit and prophesise
(it took a tattooed boy from
Birkenhead
To really really open her eyes)


What she read
All heady books
She'd sit and prophesise
(it took a tattooed boy from
Birkenhead
To really really open her eyes)


What she said :
"i smoke 'cos i'm hoping for an
Early death
And i need to cling to something !"


What she said :
"i smoke 'cos i'm hoping for an
Early death
And i need to cling to something !"
No no no no ...

I'd like to drop my trousers to the world
I am a man of means (of slender means)
Each household appliance
Is like a new science in my town
And if the day came when i felt a
Natural emotion
I'd get such a shock i'd probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
It's such a sad sound
No ...
It's such a sad thing

I'd like to drop my trousers to the queen
Every sensible child will know what this means
The poor and the needy
Are selfish and greedy on her terms
And if the day came when i felt a
Natural emotion
I'd get such a shock i'd probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
It's such a sad sound
No ...
It's such a sad thing


And when i'm lying in my bed
I think about life
And i think about death
And neither one particularly appeals to me
And if the day came when i felt a
Natural emotion
I'd get such a shock i'd probably lie
In the middle of the street and die
I'd lie down and die ...
Oh, oh

Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder

And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
It's death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder


And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is murder
And the turkey you festively slice
Is murder
Do you know how animals die ?


Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not "comforting", cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of murder


It's not "natural", "normal" or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of murder


No, no, no, it's murder
No, no, no, it's murder
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?

The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is stabbed
And his money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine

She is famous
She is funny
An engagement ring
Doesn't mean a thing
To a mind consumed by brass (money)


And though i walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...but my faith in love is still devout


The last night of the fair
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)


And though i walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...but my faith in love is still devout


Then someone falls in love
And someone's beaten up
Someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine
And someone falls in love
And someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine


And though i walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...but my faith in love is still devout


This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "how quickly would i die
If i jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
La ...


This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said : "how quickly would i die
If i jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
La ...


So ... scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen
(this means you really love me)
Scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen
(this means you really love me)
Oh ...


And though i walk home alone
I just might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still devout
La ...