little beast

The whole town's dripping down a hill
Like the spine of something dead
Slide in shadow cobble-creep
Burn your mark and leave

The trench conventions yellow eyes
Follow her the local flower
The girl's a priest (to me at least)
Since baptism peroxide

And fear is not respect; correct
But it's the best you're gonna get
Sharp blow to the bridge of the nose
Sharp blow and anything goes

And fear is not respect; correct
But it's the best you're gonna get
Sharp blow to the bridge of the nose
Sharp blow and anything goes



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Barry Jupp, Guy Edward John Garvey, Craig Lee Potter, Peter James Turner, Mark Potter
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