Page One - The Charlatans

Physically I resemble a vulture —

Too close to meaning

When the world is telling me —

Dont go And I cant even sell myself.

The moods of a foreigner

And the beating (s) of a train conductor

Physically I resemble a dog —

No bones for this one

When the butcher is out for me —

Dont go.

And I cant even save myself

And youre brutality is obvious to me,

Please chorus inside of me

I am going to break up every part of her,

Not here inside me.

I want to break up every (break up every part of her) not here

Physically, you resemble a swan.

Your femininity or girlish appeal,

I dont know?

And she cant even save herself.

You were going nowhere now youre way down here with me.

Please chorus when the one has been overthrown,

The way you look at me from an open fire.

I could have died

Although I am alright now youre twisted,

Determined and begging for peace chorus (x2)