Saw you in the clip joint
Saw you doing tricks
I saw you wink
And lick your lips
I saw you brimming over
With pornographic charm
You must have held an army
In those pretty little arms
Those pretty little arms
I saw you in the clip joints
Cucumbers slipped them in
A row of the perverts
In a line wanking
And I saw you with your boyfriends
Which one did the harm
Injecting the syringe
In your pretty little arms
Your pretty little arms
I saw you in neon doorways
The skinheads that you kissed
Kissing them from boredom
To taste their fascist spit
And I saw you on the marble slab
Withered and embalmed
You can still see the needle marks
In your pretty little arms
Your pretty little arms
Your pretty little arms