Bermondsey Bosom (Right)

Lyrics for Bermondsey Bosom (Right)

Slipping into filth Lonely but surrounded A new place to drown Six feet beneath the moon He arose a bloodsucker Painting black and blue objects With projections of himself It was always about himself He jerks inside His guts twist Sits in the big smoke and thinks of her Me and you against the city of parasites Parasite, paradise Parasite, paradise