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Sweet in winter, sweet in
"Shake well use," she said
You never me anymore this way
Connector in, out
You let me in the back door

the sainted rhythms
On the midnight to Romford
Ride the rhythms

in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she
You never touch me this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector,
a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the light my eyes
You're oh so and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes Christ on

"Call me wet trampoline," she said
I was too busy with my hand
"Shake before use," she said
But you never me anymore
I was busy for phone sex
Coming through the door in skin tight trunks
And we all mental and danced

I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six

To the off peak
And the light blinds my eyes and I dirty
And the blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here another God
a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried a new religion
And my stuffed back in my head

I get my on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I so dirty
Here Christ on crutches

never be confused
Never be
left me confused
I will not be with another man
This pressure of

"Lighten up, to your eyes," you said
But all I see was Doris Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon
With whiplash Willy, the motor

Tthe light it my eyes
And the it burns my eyes
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my on channel six
I get my kicks on six
I get my kicks on six
I get my on channel six