Put Me In A Terror Pocket
He spoke a script
Dipped in the sort
And taught a major?
It's all a trick
The slicks back slimey arms have got a water wage
He's got a laugh like a crackling wire
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
He wants to put the bite marks on you
And you twist my guts
As the only thing that's worth having that as invitations
Are his excuses and he said
I am the conductor, put me in the terror pocket
He's in a splint
Master in a crafty squint? Respectable
Drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he couldn't press you would be unacceptable
And he has searched through all the pages with his fingers
And covered them with goo!
And he wants to put the bite marks on you,
He wants to put them on you and it hurts my back!
Thats the only thing that took? Adoration
Is the danger that it lies on its own
And the spill?
And it frightened me to death when he said
I am the conductor, put me in the terror pocket
Cos'? To give me a ticket to a competition!
And I don't know how the odds are stacked
As he's rolling out the running track
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