Lump Street

In a commissioned town on Lump Street
The brick-hard boy repeats a scripted lie
Eyes to the ground on Lump Street
There's a broken jaw behind the dog-tooth smile
Ooh, ooh, ooh

The grunt and moan behind the night here
And though breath is warm, sex is cold
Nothing is grown on Lump Street
Each piece is fired inside a broken mould

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Do you want more
Unshapely love?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What you waiting for?
Cut out that lump

She tore his tongue out at the end of Lump Street
She liked to see the blood beneath his skin
He wore her muscles, kissed all of the bruising
Away
Away

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Do you want more
Unshapely love?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What you waiting for?
Cut out that lump
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Do you want more
Unshapely love?
Ooh, ooh, ooh
What you waiting for?
Cut out that lump

He's a full-grown man, no shoulder to cry on
Raised by wolves, and they taught him to bite down hard
Ah, ah
No locks on the doors, no corner to hide in
Scars like armour, dead boy's eyes
Ah, ah, ah
She's a Lump Street girl, with a blade in her brow
Raised by the state but they tore it all down
Ah, ah, ah
They fucked and they fought
But it still felt right
Run away from these orange Lump Street lights
Ah, ah, ah

Get together now
Find hope
There is life beyond the one you already know
Get together now
Build a home
There is life beyond the one you already know