Choke lyrics

(Heaton/Rotheray)
I'm walking through these pastures
I'm picking up sweet fruit
I'm shaking hands with people
That previously I'd shoot
But nothing will dissuade me
Nothing will dilute
I want to execute
I want to execute

And you tend to meet a lot of scum en route
It doesn't mean you've joined the other side
And because I still wear shorts and my smile is oh so cute

(Heaton/Rotheray)
This is the Awards for Industry and Free Enterprise
So let me sit you down and tell you how I won first prize
I took on your free enterprise and your pretty little shops
Walked in with empty bags and walked out with the lot

So I've come for my award, I've come for my award
I thought I'd come in person that's the least I can afford
Let hands be shook

(Heaton/Rotheray)
Sadness has filled a lonely place
Before that there was just a hole
At least now there's sadness on my face
My lower lip has finally found it's role

So the wind and the rain and the snow
Had no particular place to go
So they thought they'd come and spend some time with me
They're better friends than you could ever be

Chorus:

(Heaton/Rotheray)
The sheets won't need changing everyday
The freezer supply should last a year
Those hidden little points that you're away
Nothing much has changed since you were here

Our paths will cross some day
Our paths will cross some day
While you're out jogging and I'm sat snogging
Some fool on a lakeside bench

And when she calls I hope it's you that dials

When a woman has no breeze?
How long's a tear take to dry
When a woman's, when a woman's on her knees?
How long's a tear take to dry
When a woman hasn't sinned?
How long's a tear take to dry
When the weather, when the weather brings no wind?
Look I'm sorry that I hurt you
You look a million dollars and a dime
Time's the greatest healer
But love's the greates stealer of all time

(Heaton/Rotheray)
'I fought hard in the Second World War'
You hear them shout
No good bragging about the Afrika Korps
It was Beadle's About

They dressed you up and took you off to World War One
Armed you and surrounded you with wire
Sat in stinking mud you sung your stupid songs
And waited till they told you when to fire

Cause the rulers always laugh
At a video bloodbath

(Heaton/Rotheray)
They say always use a condom, I say always use a whip
They say be careful where you come at night, I just shoot straight from the hip
When it comes to loves great fountain, I won't just take a sip
I'll swallow and I'll gulp until the fountain makes me sick

So it's me left with the baby and disease
You can't say you didn't want it on your hands and on your knees

(Heaton/Rotheray)
I'm walking through these pastures
I'm picking up sweet fruit
I'm shaking hands with people
That previously I'd shoot
But nothing will dissuade me
Nothing will dilute
I want to execute
I want to execute

And you tend to meet a lot of scum en route
It doesn't mean you've joined the other side
And because I still wear shorts and my smile is oh so cute

(Heaton/Rotheray)
She'd brought along the oranges
He'd brought the tea
They'd both brought along a sick-bag just in case

The plate of chicken sandwiches
Were lovely they agreed
And I watched him spit the bits into her face

'Do you love me like you used to' he sighs
'I love you twice as much' she replies
They were on the train to Venice, where else?

(Heaton/Rotheray)
Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bells
Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itself
Let love speak up itself

So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your face
Let it breathe into us and put you back in place
Let it breathe, let it breathe
From the day it came into us till the day it wants to leave
For it will, it will go

(Heaton/Rotheray)
This is my life and this is how it reads
For every chapter, a thousand memories
A murder, a mystery where everybody bleeds
A fantasy, a thriller with romance and disease

Diary entry 9th of May '62
We've had some ugly babies but none were quite like you
Diary entry '62 end of May
It looks as if the nose and chin are definitely here to stay

I need a little time,
To think it over,
I need a little space,
Just on my own
I need a little time
To find my freedom
I need a little time.........

Funny how quick the milk turns sour, isn't it, isn't it ?
Your face has been looking like that for hours, hasn't it, hasn't it?
Promises, promises turn to dust
Wedding bells just turn to rust
Trust into mis-trust

I need a little room
To find myself

Some people are made of plastic.
You know some people are made of wood.
Some people have hearts of stone.
You know some people are up to no good.

But baby I'm for real, I'm as real as real can get.
If what you're lookin' for is real love then
What you see is what you get.

What you see (what you see)
Is what you get now (is what you get)
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Honey what you see is what you get,