Hug A Bastard.

Sound, sound
One for a fiver, two for a pound

Find God? Mate, I can't find my keys
Been 'round the gaff on my knees
Seeking bliss's misery
Position open for local visionary
That's why they hate me, I'm what they pretend to be
Two cats, two kids, the vision is slippery
But for now, kiss me, I'm sticky
I ain't trying to say I ain't tricky
That ain't saying I ain't sound
Catch me on my all fours, you momentary hound
And if death will not make me free and swings me back around
Just let me be a dirty dog or leave me in the ground

Sound
One for a fiver, two for a pound
Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone
I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun
Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run
Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone
I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun
Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run
Turn the cheek, hug a bastard
Let them past and take the gaff back to plaster
Leave all that you own, you'll run faster

Sound, sound
One for a fiver, two for a pound

What could have been lives in the room like a droning fly
Between the palm and the screen
What could have been and what could still be
You can try for four lives and still never see
Open your eyes, but don't keep them so wide that you cannot sleep
Use the whole body, make every penny
Bones make jelly, but if you swat the fly, you'll smash the telly
You can try, you can try
No one said that you couldn't try
The innocent line, the whale's belly
You can try, no one said you couldn't try

Sound, sound
One for a fiver, two for a pound
Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone
I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun
Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run
Me? Cerebus' chum, I have come undone
I lie back amongst the graves and piss into the sun
Sometimes you've gotta rave, sometimes you've gotta run
Turn the cheek, hug a bastard
Let them past and take the gaff back to plaster
Leave all that you own, you'll run faster
Leave all that you own, you'll run faster
Leave all that you own, you'll run faster

Sound, sound
One for a fiver, two for a pound