Tekster: Colours Run. Market Place Crisis.

I want to lead her in a foxtrot
I want to feed her lines
She's got a body like a blood clot
Moving in my mind

What a show
I can't believe you missed it
Wipe the smile right off your face
I got a girl, a girl
So supple and sadistic
This is the marketplace
I got a car, a gun, a monkey in my pocket
Could there be any more than this
I'm gonna cry, cry, and nobody can stop it
Crisis

They're gonna kill me if they catch me
They're gonna take their time
They're gonna bleed me and trepan me
Because I toed their line

What a show
I can't believe you missed it
Wipe the smile right off your face
I got a girl, a girl
So supple and sadistic
This is the marketplace
I got a car, a gun, a monkey in my pocket
Could there be any more than this
I'm gonna cry, cry, and nobody can stop it
Crisis

I won't hurt you
Cos I want what you do

Yeah, what a show
I can't believe you missed it
Wipe the smile right off your face
I got a girl, a girl
So supple and sadistic
Crisis
I got a car, a gun, a monkey in my pocket
Could there be any more than this
I'm gonna cry, cry, and nobody can stop it
Crisis