capo 3
intro: x7
They ll be no medicine in the mornin
They ll be no afternoon repose
They ll be no tongue-tied inquisition
They ll be no secrets to disclose
They ll be no fumble in the dark
They ll be no objects to bequeath
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no deathbeds on the ceiling
They ll be no oracle sweetheart tales
They ll be no undiscovered genius
They ll be no unnecessary details
They ll be no heading moneyman
No jokers running out of breath.
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no psychophanic losers
They ll be no boys stuffed down the well
They ll be no mama s little dysfunction
They ll be no peace this side of hell
They ll be no traitors on the wall
They ll be no wolf in motherâs dress
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
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They ll be no swine to disappoint you
They ll be no meat that keeps you thin
They ll be no rumbles in the bedrooms of the think
They ll be no cage to keep them in
They ll be no clairvoyant patrol
They ll be no craze for you to test
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no switch to make you happy
They ll be no book that makes you free
They ll be no loopholes that they wonât have already found
They ll be no money on the gumtree
They ll be no consequential crime
No law and order on request
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no haunted televisual process
They ll be no cackle in the night
They ll be no werewolf apparitions in a jar
No spirits here just out of sight
No doctor jabbering more salvation
No surreal and insane injustice
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no words with which to tempt you
They ll be no visions in the sky
They ll be no hunter on your trail to make you nervous
They ll be no sympathy when you cry
They ll be no system you can speak of
No millionaire to buy you rest
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
They ll be no cyanide invitation
They ll be no secret police to fool
They ll be no hunchback indiscretion
Theyâll be no judgment for the cruel
They ll be no electronic sun
They ll be no conquest in your bed
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
Sex, Love, Money and Death
outro: x7
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