I was cut from the womb with a stanley knife
Ran all over town with the butcher's wife
Now I'm on the couch with a fag in my mouth
Just like a good boy should
Have you ever seen such a thing in your life
I don't give a s*** about the motorbike
I already killed somebody for the butcher's wife
Just like a good girl should
I heard all the bad songs as you sang
I listened to lies from your musical friends
I cut my hair just like you said
I wished you were dead when you held my head
We buried our dead on the estuary bed
Now we're lost to the sea
I'm sinking fast, holding onto the mast
I started smoking now we've something to share
You gave me a reason to leave this town
Just like I knew you would