Ginger - Do The Lonely Suffer More, Or Less, Or Just The Same? lyrics

Release the dogs again It's time to change the song you sing Or the people may suspect something Bring on the icy hell 'Cos the stereotype of selflessness Leaves a pain that neither benefits or sits too well Back to where the problem began When you're tired of the race And you're bored of the man So you trade it in for nothing so familiar Ooh so familiar Ooh let it crucify The centuries Of family Successes been destroyed this time around and bury it in the ground Push it down down down down Back to where the planets collide and the crack in the universe is wide Like a bu*terfly's wings And the resulting tide it's building Ooh so familiar as you move the posts around But buried in the ground Half memories do the rounds Of two little girls and one woman Two little girls and one woman Two little girls in one woman So there once lived this man A domestic violence denizen With a place in hell and a drink in hand He carved an identity On the sh**-house door of history For terrifying the young and the weak When it seems he could not die No conventional modes of expiry apply When your belly's so big That a nine inch knife doesn't k** ya When hell is familiar I guess you don't mind taking prisoners So it came to pa** with lungs collapsed In a council flat with no-one else around The ba*tard in the ground heard the prisoners cheering Now and then I ask myself Do The Lonely Suffer More, Or Less, Or Just The Same At The Point Of d**h? Ooh While the jury's out to the pain they put in What is never in doubt is everyone moved on but them Sing hallelujah, For the pain that drove us on (everyone moved on) And the new life that began when they were gone