Текст песни Love Amongst The Ruined - Marc Almond

So OK
You think I′m some kind of
Semolina-headed
Fired and fettered
Little virgin
Well, that's OK with me
One arm in the ashtray
One arm around your neck
Pulling you across the six-weeks sheets to me
Oh! You see
Oh! You see
I could be a walking one-man career
For some psychiatrist
It′s true
I'm open to everyone
Unique to a few
What about you?
Yeah! How about you?
A sleaze burger
Grease grimer
Eyeliner
Whiner
Up to your ears in a mecca of broken dreams
Only just getting by
With another calculated lie
Your lobotomy eyes
Tell me a million different versions
Of what you've seen
And what you′ve been
Trying to dodge the shadows
Of the lights upon the tarmac
Desperation kicks me to the kill
′Cause baby
I'm waiting at the station
For my train to ruination
Just trying to find a way to cheat the bill
If they hit you on one cheek
Then smash them on the other
It′s a knuckle-duster path
We walk to survive
Pinch yourself and shake the sand out of the seams
As the time
To climb out of the litter bin arrives
Loose limbed and lycra lipped
My lipsalve sticks on you
Blitzed and bomber bug eye
Bite the soft skin on the inside
Resist the watering sensation
To bite my way right through
Bite my way right through you
I'm gonna bite my way right through you
All washed up and nowhere to go
All washed up and nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
I gotta go go go
I′m gonna go go go
The kitchen smells
Smoked and burnt and up
Stale milk and
Rotten peel across the floor
Watch you with admiration
As you get yourself together
To peel the damp dried
Teabags off the wall
Salvage up some sugar
To sweeten up together
From the bugs that bite
Escaping from the bed
Love this riddled ruin
Be the bag to hide my head in
And walk the weary way
To desolation day, instead
We're waiting at the station
For our train to ruination
Who cares the destination!
Who cares if we arrive
The smell of us
The damp
That eats the bathroom round the tiles
Something tells me
We′ve been here all the time