Virgin Prunes Don't Look Back
The fly in the ointment
The hole in your head
Pretty little visions of honeymoon gold
Shame! Shame! Shame!
What a terrible shame
Let’s all sing of the tortured heart
Flesh and the devil
Live and let live
Shame! Shame! Shame!
What a terrible shame
Let’s all sing of the tortured heart
The shame in your eyes
Shows through your lost lust
All you touch turns to dust
With you I could change the world…
With you I could change the world
But you don’t see the world with eyes
That see the world like me
“Don’t look back, don’t you talk
Not a word to leave your mouth”
You savage head spider
Killing off the flies
Another horror story
You fill them up with lies
Shame! Shame! Shame
Let’s all sing it!
“All the things we have All the things we want
All the things we share All the things we hide
All the things we hate All things we love
“Don’t look back, don’t you talk
Not a word to leave your mouth”
I hate you baby
I love you more