Marc Almond - Love Amongst The Ruined lyrics

So OK You think I'm some kind of Semolina-headed Fired and fettered Little virgin Well, that's OK with me One arm in the ashtray One arm around your neck Pulling you across the six-weeks sheets to me Oh! You see Oh! You see I could be a walking one-man career For some psychiatrist It's true I'm open to everyone Unique to a few What about you? Yeah! How about you? A sleaze burger Grease grimer Eyeliner Whiner Up to your ears in a mecca of broken dreams Only just getting by With another calculated lie Your lobotomy eyes Tell me a million different versions Of what you've seen And what you've been Trying to dodge the shadows Of the lights upon the tarmac Desperation kicks me to the k** 'Cos baby I'm waiting at the station For my train to ruination Just trying to find a way to cheat the bill If they hit you on one cheek Then smash them on the other It's a knuckle-duster path We walk to survive Pinch yourself and shake the sand out of the seams As the time To climb out of the litter bin arrives Loose limbed and lycra lipped My lipsalve sticks on you Blitzed and bomber bug eye Bite the soft skin on the inside Resist the watering sensation To bite my way right through Bite my way right through you I'm gonna bite my way right through you All washed up and nowhere to go All washed up and nowhere to go Nowhere to go Nowhere to go Nowhere to go I gotta go go go I'm gonna go go go The kitchen smells Smoked and burnt and up Stale milk and Rotten peel across the floor Watch you with admiration As you get yourself together To peel the damp dried Teabags off the wall Salvage up some sugar To sweeten up together From the bugs that bite Escaping from the bed Love this riddled ruin Be the bag to hide my head in And walk the weary way To desolation day, instead We're waiting at the station For our train to ruination Who cares the destination! Who cares if we arrive The smell of us The damp That eats the bathroom round the tiles Something tells me We've been here all the time