lyrics
She unwinds her grip from her rusty sword,
to wear the thrill of swinging until dawn.
She paints her face colourful and thick,
with her trademark scarlet lipstick.
But no one knows her name, you can’t say that for her frame.
Cos everyone’s having a go on her,
she’s the one living in ecstasy.
She’ll point you in the right direction,
but rumour goes her love don’t come for free.
In the alleyway is where she likes to feed,
to all the cool kids she’s the beauty Queen.
She can’t twist, but you could never knock her soul,
an ambassador for the old rock and roll.
But she’s no prostitute, she’s just so damn cute. (that’s why)
Everyone’s having a go on her,
she’s the one living in ecstasy.
She’ll point you in the right direction,
but rumour goes her love don’t come for free.
It don’t come for free, it don’t come for free,
it don’t come for free, not even for me.
She’ll bring you to your knees boys, to your knees boys.
credits
from
National Service,
released April 15, 2010
McMahon: Lead Vocals, Electric Guitar, Backing Vocals and Wok.
Baughan: Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar and Bass Guitar.
Eaton: Drums and Backing Vocals.
Simon Paterson: Piano, Additional Synthesis, Noise Shaping and Backing Vocals. Jim Baron: Upright Piano, MS20 and Jupiter 8. Fred & Frankie Furore: Backing Vocals.
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