Make a new cult every day to suit your affairs

Kissing girls in english, at the back of the stairs


You're a honey, with a following of innocent boys


They never know it

Because you never show it


You always get your way


They never know it

Because you never show it


You always get your way




Have you and her been taking pictures of your obsessions?


Because I met a who went through one of your sessions


In his blue velour and silk

You liberated


A boy I never rated


And now he's throwing discuss

For liverpool and widnes


You liberated


A boy I never rated

And now he's doing business





The stars of track and field, you are

The stars of track and field, you are


The stars of track and field are beautiful people




Could I write a piece about you now that you've made it?


About the hours spent, the in your training


You only did it so that you could wear

Your terry underwear


And feel the city air


Run past your body




Could I write a requiem for you when you're dead?


"she had the moves, she had the speed, it went to her head"

She never needed to get her round the track


But when she's on her back


She had the knowledge

To get her into college


But when she's on her back

She had the knowledge


To get her