Dave Genn - Some Fresh Hell lyrics

You turn your friends Into your clientele Like a vampire newly-wed Now you're needing Some fresh little hell Because you're all nearly dead Knock, knock on my front door You need my money And you want me to score Knock, knock on my front door Give me more and more and more And more and more All your boys Are only sixteen years old You buy them all a car They deliver and collect All the gold They are your rising young stars Knock, knock on my front door You need my money And you want me to score Knock, knock on my front door Give me more and more and more And more and more My city has gone Look in my eyes It's a bloodless coup An Easy-bake take-over Eastern flower power Penthouse apartment For the money to fill You know you love the smell Now there is just one More or less Story to tell And that is how you fell Knock, knock on my front door You need my money And you want me to score Knock, knock on my front door Give me more and more and more And more and more Like a vampire newly-wed All your brides are nearly dead Your friends Hell, yes, your clientele You take their money Because you love the smell Now you're needing Some fresh little hell One more down One less story to tell One more down One less story to tell