Sleaze

Here comes the answer, the answer to your prayers
Didn't think it would come in this form,
In a light at the top of the stairs

If i wanna tip you over, think I'm gonna
If i want to see your tears then i'll endeavour

Being suggestive, it makes you feel alive
Just when it is prepossessing
That is when all the saints and prophets arrive

I seem to be lead astray lately
You seem to bring out the worst in me
I wont let you defy me
Whatever you may say to the contrary

I try to stay on, the wrong side of the tracks
Never before have i failed to impress,
But i can see that their smiles ain't coming back

If you say to let those tyres down, I'll do it
If you told me spread it over town, I'll say it
If i could get away with it, I'd do it
I'm not sure i get the the buzz i used to from it

The light it returns to the top of the stairs
It speaks with wisdom
It says Sleaze you're a sorry state of affair