Miles Away Girl

she's always busy caring 'cos that's all she's ever doneshe's a thousand Florence Nightingales all rolled up into oneand (well) people take advantage but she loves her fellow friendwith a slow, slow count from ten... when strangers die around her she still cries herself to sleepand she seldom gets the chance to pick the company she keepsand the ring around her finger is a ring around her pastand a youth that couldn't last when people ask if she's OK she doesn't even answerher mind is set on auto-think, for heaven knows how longwith the body of an angel and the features of a child [CHORUS:]she's miles and miles and miles and miles awayshe's the miles away girl, 'cos she's the miles away girland she slaps miles and miles of smiles on every faceshe's the miles away girl, she's the miles away girlshe's the miles away girl, right next to (me) she send a men to slumber-land with just one little kissher silence is refreshing and her honesty is blissshe's probably clairvoyant but she never had the callbut that's not long at all...her head's up with the stars because she knows that's where she's headingthe good guys think she's different the rest just think she's weirdshe doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep, she's thinking all the while [CHORUS]and maybe you're the angel I knew that you could bewell that must be the reason you bring out the devil in medeep under the covers, an easy place to hideand imagine the world isn't really going on outsidebut you never seem to have any money 'cos the decent people never get paidbut there's never really ever a problem' cos you can get miles away, miles away, miles away [CHORUS]8. My Baby Is A Headfuckdrags me round all day just like a ballon a chain or a tooth pain when I confess...I'm just a mess do I have to take this shit from you every time Ilook your way or say "HEY! it's about timeyou show me yours and I'll show you mine"and I hope you can keep that turd eating grin of yoursupon your face when you find that you're thrown to one side'cos no-one likes a rotten roller coaster ride [CHORUS:]'cos she's the kind of girl who'll take your heartand leave you feeling worse than you did at the start'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck in a bygone age engaged in the passion tripa final score was required just to make it worthwhileall the patience and the wasted time for it seems today the play [did mutate into] a movie scenewhere the aim is to get the best linecrashing heads for the second time [CHORUS:]'cos she's the kind of girl who'll break your mindand make an easy meal of the sensitive kind'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck (oh no... day tripper, prick teaser yeah) so a parting word to those young unfortunates whocannot get to sleep 'til one little snake uncurlsraise a glass to the Underworld! you can try all week and still keep on waitingit's a messed up, stressed out, loss situation where pearlsend up changing into headfuck girls [CHORUS:]'cos she's the kind of girl who'll steal your smileand chuck it over there on the rest of the pile'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck headfuck me! head fuck [x10]