HUG A BASTARD.

Sound, sound One for a fiver, two for a pound Find God? Mate, I can't find my keys Been 'round the gaff on my knees Seeking bliss's misery Position open for local visionary That's why they hate me, I'm what they pretend to be Two cats, two kids, the vision is slippery But for now, kiss me, I'm sticky I ain't trying to say I ain't tricky That ain't saying I ain't sound Catch me on my all fours, you momentary hound And if death will not make me free and swings me back around Just let me be a dirty dog or leave me in the ground Sound One for a fiver, two for a pound Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run Turn the cheek, hug a bastard Let them past and take the gaff back to plaster Leave all that you own, you'll run faster Sound, sound One for a fiver, two for a pound What could have been lives in the room like a droning fly Between the palm and the screen What could have been and what could still be You can try for four lives and still never see Open your eyes, but don't keep them so wide that you cannot sleep Use the whole body, make every penny Bones make jelly, but if you swat the fly, you'll smash the telly You can try, you can try No one said that you couldn't try The innocent line, the whale's belly You can try, no one said you couldn't try Sound, sound One for a fiver, two for a pound Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run Turn the cheek, hug a bastard Let them past and take the gaff back to plaster Leave all that you own, you'll run faster Leave all that you own, you'll run faster Leave all that you own, you'll run faster Sound, sound One for a fiver, two for a pound