Tricks

I've seen the 'action'

All kinds of people

Seen things disgusting

I've seen it all





I've heard excuses

All kinds of stories

I've heard confessions

I've heard it all





They wrote bad poems

Painted bad pictures

They say we used them

I'm not sure





Some call it love and

Some call it affection

I don't believe it

It's all clean young flesh





And we all fall down

We all fall down





You say you want it

Dress to kill and kill me

We could play new games

And you could lose





Don't tell your mother

Or some jealous husband

Don't talk of love just

Send me a postcard





We need to feel it

We need to feel it

I've lost all patience

You'll lose all pride





I've no conversation

I've no good intentions

I've room for one more

I've room for you





They say we're 'corrupted'

They say we're 'disturbing'

I don't know

It must be true





They say we're 'reckless'

They say we're 'vicious'

It's just a rumour

We don't leave scars





She likes the movement

She likes the motion

She likes to whisper

But then she likes to scream





She likes the dancing

She likes the make up

She likes to forget

'bout everything


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