King Horse [demo]

Oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh

Cheap cut satin and bad perfume

Showtime is almost here

Teased up by a strip cartoon

Laughing up your sleeve, sniggering in your beer

He'd seen the bottom of a lot of glasses

But he'd never seen love so near

He'd seen love get so expensive

But he'd never seen love so near

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Oh-oh-oh

She can turn upon a sixpence in the mouth-and-trousers set

Hit the till, ring the bill, and never spill a sip

And still she knows the kind of tip that she is gonna get

A lotta loose exchanges, precious little respect

When it's someone else's weekend, that's the best you can expect

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Oo-oo-ooh

So fond of the fabric

So fond of fabrication

From comic books to tragic

Through the heart of complication

Meanwhile back in some secluded spot

He says, "Will you please?" and she says, "Stop"

If I ever lose this good thing that I got

I never wanna hear the song you dedicated tonight

'Cause, you see, I knew that song so long before we met

That it means much less than it might

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force

Now I know that you're all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force...