Crispin Hunt : Vocals
Richard Hawley : Guitar
Simon Stafford : Bass
Dee Boyle : Drums (Former Cabaret Voltaire member )
Moble Home (1999)
To lick your wound
And crack through the morphine sweet darkness
Bloodies your eyes and fouls your kiss
It’s you i can’t forget
I ain’t cost you yet
I ain’t lost you yet
Jumped away from the lens
Ground to a point love’s blind pretence
Burst all those syphilitic cysts
That rot the love of god
Stood where moses trod
The lucky sod you get
I ain’t caught it yet
They cast they’re clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
How can i forget?
How can i forget?
You cast your clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet,
Gangsters don’t cry
When they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of their eyes
In your sights
You’re staring buck naked at the world
No fig leaf needed pure as gold
Burst all this complicated bliss
That roasts the love god
Who stood where moses trod
The lucky sod
And fizz the first touch of your tongue
Flinched like the grip of moist uncle
Sniff sweet cocaine and disco sick
Cos i can drink to this
Every shot of bliss
Aw shucks aw shuck hits
I ain’t caught it yet they
Cast their clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
How can i forget?
How can i forget?
You cast your clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
Aw shucks aw shucks
Gangsters don’t cry
When they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of your eyes
In my sights
Lying in the sun like a fast dog with you is worth cancer
The few pleasures how white my little clean ass could be
There is not yet a neat media label to describe your and me in and this age
Well fuck them
And on the streets its an advert
Real people pickled to the bone by the vultures of culture Golf
Hold on to yourself so hang on so hang on to yourself
Come on come on come on make it feel
Like stealers tongue
A real flesh eater
Fortune smiler on the whites of the teeth so white so clean
So bite me bite me bite me as aniseed candy
And the parks they skate to flow it all out
It’s all out they’re all out they’re all out
I’m so glad they’re all out
And crack through the morphine sweet darkness
Bloodies your eyes and fouls your kiss
It’s you i can’t forget
I ain’t cost you yet
I ain’t lost you yet
Jumped away from the lens
Ground to a point love’s blind pretence
Burst all those syphilitic cysts
That rot the love of god
Stood where moses trod
The lucky sod you get
I ain’t caught it yet
They cast they’re clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
How can i forget?
How can i forget?
You cast your clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet,
Gangsters don’t cry
When they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of their eyes
In your sights
You’re staring buck naked at the world
No fig leaf needed pure as gold
Burst all this complicated bliss
That roasts the love god
Who stood where moses trod
The lucky sod
And fizz the first touch of your tongue
Flinched like the grip of moist uncle
Sniff sweet cocaine and disco sick
Cos i can drink to this
Every shot of bliss
Aw shucks aw shuck hits
I ain’t caught it yet they
Cast their clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
How can i forget?
How can i forget?
You cast your clever net
But i ain’t caught it yet
Aw shucks aw shucks
Gangsters don’t cry
When they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of your eyes
In my sights
Lying in the sun like a fast dog with you is worth cancer
The few pleasures how white my little clean ass could be
There is not yet a neat media label to describe your and me in and this age
Well fuck them
And on the streets its an advert
Real people pickled to the bone by the vultures of culture Golf
Hold on to yourself so hang on so hang on to yourself
Come on come on come on make it feel
Like stealers tongue
A real flesh eater
Fortune smiler on the whites of the teeth so white so clean
So bite me bite me bite me as aniseed candy
And the parks they skate to flow it all out
It’s all out they’re all out they’re all out
I’m so glad they’re all out
