Unborn Stillborn - Marc Almond

In the pulsing of the womb Waits the unborn prince of evil : Eyes ablaze with the light of unchained anguish seething Waits and bides timeless time to rip open vibrant stillborn Crying, help me to tear free like the wolf In the night bays hungry. Slides is tongue across grim and greening teeth He […]

Body Unknown - Marc Almond

You’re running for the kitchen drawer to find a knife to end me ’cause if i’m not yours anymore then no-one else shall have me The mirror broke seven years to go of misery and corrosion We can watch our kind of love We gotta a dangerous obsession And there was a look that froze […]

Things You Loved Me For - Marc Almond

I was dragging your face around the floor Somebody’s boot heel in your mouth Scars of cigarettes buds on your tongue These are the things you loved me for Found a young boy down by the dockside Lying half-in Half-out of the water Had a leather facing nailed to his head Left his little soul […]

Healthy As Hate - Marc Almond

Sometimes i feel high Sometimes i feel so unbelievably down It’s nothing to do with pleasure or pain No it works its way up From the pit of my groin Sometimes i feel high Something shoots-out with an aching and burning Throws me to the wall High Fly Over you fall What’s gone wrong with […]

Tenderness Is A Weakness - Marc Almond

She was always alone Kept herself under lock and key Just her sorrows for all to see She would break up and cry for me Throw her away Blow the ash from the ashtray Leave her alone to play Leave her alone to pray And now you wonder why I put out the flame to […]

Pink Shack Blues - Marc Almond

There’s a colour tv in the pink shack But the paint’s peelin’ off the walls Take a sneaky photo by the pink shack In a pair of muddy overalls Pay a ragged dollar for my snapshot mister Put a big grin on my face Call "hey, sonny!" from your door, chiquita If the colour isn’t […]

Joey Demento - Marc Almond

Ah well! Don’t you worry ’bout joey Joey he have a nine life Don’t you worry ’bout joey Joey he have a nine life Joey he like a cat (always lands on his feet) Joey he like a cat (meow) (always lands on his feet) Joey he hang around a rubbish heap Making small talk […]

Solo Adultos - Marc Almond

The cops had the boys Up against the car Down santa monica boulevard Baby food for the rich and sick Thank la for spawning it High pile hair Low slung breasts The big hung boy The deep cut dress Ran a chicken ranch For a guy named tex Didn’t know who tex Would bring home […]

The Boy Who Came Back - Marc Almond

He woke to the sound of the birds in the morning Felt charged with a new lease of life Time to break out of his present surroundings A mother, a child and a wife He’d not said good-bye to his last thread of childhood It lay just beyond his front gate So he packed just […]