Peter Collins - Spreading the Disease lyrics

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Peter Collins - Spreading the Disease lyrics

[Verse 1] She always brings me what I need Without, I beg and sweat and bleed When we're alone at night Waiting for the call She feeds my skin [Verse 2] Sixteen and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square Working live S&M shows Twenty-five bucks a f** And John's a happy man She wipes the filth away And is back on the streets again [Chorus] Spreading the disease Everybody needs But no one wants to see Father William saved her from the streets She drank the lifeblood from the saviour's feet She's Sister Mary now, eyes as cold as ice He takes her once a week On the alter like a sacrifice [Chorus] [Guitar solo] [Spoken, instrumentation ceases except for percussion] Religion and s** are power plays; Manipulate the people for the money they pay Selling skin, selling God The numbers look the same on their credit cards Politicians say no to d** While we get paid for wars in South America Fighting fire, with empty words While the banks get fat And the poor stay poor And the rich get rich And the cops get paid To look away As the one percent rules America [Extended Chorus] Spreading the disease Everybody needs But no one wants to see The way society Keeps spreading the disease [Outro]