happy mondays
tart tart
When he came out to the lock-up He said I'm looking for something better He made his shock announcement And backed off, backed down, backed off  And then he got up off the floor He said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no more And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out  And she said don't know if i should 'Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'.  A maggot sleeps on her desk H wears a sleeping bag as his vest And he's getting too too bothered About the spots on his chest, chest, chest  Now she's (BLANK)...She laid it on And a few days later she's gone So its back to the womb To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)