Kissing Under Anaesthetic

Sister’s ill — she said she took the devil’s advice
She’s a queer girl — alone with the frank and crude facts of life
She said she was born ugly but now she’s just tickled pink
When baptised in a sexual way she just screams it stinks and it stings
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake — You’ll have to put her to sleep
Welcome to her closet world — she said sickness begins in here
She’s a savage girl — wishing she hadn’t caught him looking again
She smiles a disarming smile that makes her sweat from every pour
No man could have invented it — ugly she said born — and she’ll stay
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake — You’ll have to put her to sleep
Hate galore — a diary filled with passionate hate
She’s a hopeless cause — sometimes I feel less than one is now all she
Writes
She’s out — in search of the apocalypse is the message on her answerphone
The truth is she’s bone idle now she never leaves home and never will
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake — That’s is she ever awakes at all
She said it was Sod’s law that soon she would self destruct
What am I waiting for she said — I already wake up in a pool of piss
She remembers innocence like an exhibit in a museum
She knows embarrassment it’s the only thing she ever feels
She said her mother told her that she nearly had her destroyed
An abortion would have been better than this her ghost would have enjoyed
Life’s half jokes
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake — You’ll have to put her to sleep
She won’t ever kiss you
She won’t ever touch you
She won’t ever kiss you
When she’s awake — You’ll have to put her to sleep