Marc Almond şarkı sözleri
Oh I bet your life
You're sick of the sight
Of those eat in, take out, throw up pizza bars
Love's just got to pass your way in time
You smell of prison, smell of crime
I just didn't want to say I told you so
Someone called "Hey yesterday boy!"
Take your well worn body away from my sight
Friends run like rats from a sinking ship
Leaving you naked to the night
Now you're known as the last resort
By the vultures on the make
They say
'You have to eat the hamburger
To appreciate the steak
You always feel the sting of words
As children are so cruel
They called you Ugly, Ugly Head
When you were at school
You've tried to make the best of things
But it seems you've given in
