Flick Of The Wrist - Live BBC Session / October 1974

Lyrics for Flick Of The Wrist - Live BBC Session / October 1974

"Dislocate your spine, if you don't sign", he says I'll have you seeing double Mesmerize you when he's tongue-tied Simply with those eyes Synchronize your minds and see The beast within him rise Don't look back Don't look back It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist He'll eat your heart out A dig in the ribs And then a kick in the head He's takin' an arm, he's takin' a leg All this time, honey Baby, you've been hurt Intoxicate your brain with what I'm saying If not, you'll lie in knee-deep trouble "Prostitute yourself", he said Castrate your human pride Sacrifice your leisure days Let me squeeze you 'til you've dried Don't look back Don't look back Ooh, it's a rip-off Work my fingers to my bones I scream with pain I still make no impression, oh Seduce you with his money-make machine Cross collateralize (big-time money, money) Reduce you to a muzak fake machine Then the last goodbye It's a rip-off Flick of the wrist and you're dead, baby Blow him a kiss and you're mad Flick of the wrist He'll eat your heart out (A dig in the ribs) And then a kick in the head He's takin' an arm and takin' a leg All this time, honey Baby, you've been hurt