The Cure - Pornography lyrics
The Cure [Robert Smith, Michael Dempsey, Lol Tolhurst, Marc Ceccagno, Alan Hill] Crawley, West Sussex, England, U.K. 🇬🇧
[The Cure - Pornography lyrics]
Well, in just a moment, we finally
Put BBC 2 to bed, but
A reminder that there's a treat
In store for opera lovers
Starting tomorrow evening with a
Sparkling performance from the
Royal Opera House in Covent Garden of one of
The world's best-loved Romantic
Operas: Pavarotti Puccini
At five past-eight tomorrow well
Now there's the
Last look at the clock this eve
And the time's just winding it's way
Round to eight minutes to one
If you're still up and about and
Want a bit more entertainment
A reminder that our colleagues over at BBC
Radio are still on the airwaves
On Radio 2 in eight minutes Sheila
Tracey - that's Radio 2's "Tiger
Tim" - takes over with the Truckers' Hour
And then at 2 o'clock You
And the Night and the
Music with Tim Gudgin through 'til
Five but for now
On behalf of everyone here on BBC 2
This is Robin Whitting-
Yeah, a green sedan no
The licence plates were covered with mud
They took tyres and gas
(Tell him they took all the cash)
They robbed the cash register too
I got word that the police had
Them bottled up but they
Slipped through again
(I wonder if the baby is
Born yet) Poor Joan they're
Being blamed for every crime
Committed in the country
A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect as we all fall down
In an electric glare
The old man cracks with age
She found his last picture
In the ashes of the fire
An image of the queen
Echoes round the sweating bed
Sour yellow sounds inside my head in books
And films and in life
And in heaven the sound of slaughter
As your body turns
But it's too late but it's too late
One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh and real blood
And I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes
I must fight this sickness find a cure
I must fight this sickness
Put BBC 2 to bed, but
A reminder that there's a treat
In store for opera lovers
Starting tomorrow evening with a
Sparkling performance from the
Royal Opera House in Covent Garden of one of
The world's best-loved Romantic
Operas: Pavarotti Puccini
At five past-eight tomorrow well
Now there's the
Last look at the clock this eve
And the time's just winding it's way
Round to eight minutes to one
If you're still up and about and
Want a bit more entertainment
A reminder that our colleagues over at BBC
Radio are still on the airwaves
On Radio 2 in eight minutes Sheila
Tracey - that's Radio 2's "Tiger
Tim" - takes over with the Truckers' Hour
And then at 2 o'clock You
And the Night and the
Music with Tim Gudgin through 'til
Five but for now
On behalf of everyone here on BBC 2
This is Robin Whitting-
Yeah, a green sedan no
The licence plates were covered with mud
They took tyres and gas
(Tell him they took all the cash)
They robbed the cash register too
I got word that the police had
Them bottled up but they
Slipped through again
(I wonder if the baby is
Born yet) Poor Joan they're
Being blamed for every crime
Committed in the country
A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect as we all fall down
In an electric glare
The old man cracks with age
She found his last picture
In the ashes of the fire
An image of the queen
Echoes round the sweating bed
Sour yellow sounds inside my head in books
And films and in life
And in heaven the sound of slaughter
As your body turns
But it's too late but it's too late
One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh and real blood
And I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes
I must fight this sickness find a cure
I must fight this sickness