Richard Hawley
Gangsters
To lick your wounds and crack through
The morphine sweet darkness
Bloodies your eyes and fouls your kiss
It's you I can't forget
I ain't cost you yet, I ain't lost you yet
Jumped away from the land
Ground to a point love's blind pretense
Burst all those syphilic cysts
That rot the love of God
Stood where Moses trod, the lucky sod, you yet

I ain't caught it yet
Cast your clever net
But I ain't caught it yet
How can I forget? How can I forget?
You cast your clever net, but I ain't caught it yet

Gangsters don't cry, when they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of their eyes in your sights

I'm staring buck naked at the world
No fig leaf needed, pure as gold
Burst all this complicated bliss
That rots the love of God
Stood where Moses trod, the lucky sod
And fizz the first touch of your tongue
Flinched like the grip of moist uncle
Sniff sweet cocaine and disco sick
'Cause I can drink to this, every shot of bliss
Aw shucks, aw shucks hits
I ain't caught it yet
You cast their clever net, but I ain't caught it yet
How can I forget?
And how can I forget?
You cast your clever net, but I ain't caught it yet
Aw shucks, aw shucks

Gangsters don't cry when they shoot you to die
So keep the whites of your eyes in my sights

Lying in the sun like a fat dog with you is worth cancer
Few pleasures, how white my little clean ass could be?
There is not yet a neat media label to describe you and me and this age
Well, fuck them
And on the streets there's an advert
Real people pickled to the bone by the vultures of culture golf
Hold on to yourself, so hang on
Hang on to yourself

Come on, come on, come on
Make it feel like stealers tongue
A real flesh eater
Fortune smiles on the the whites of the teeth
So bite me bite me bite me as aniseed candy
And in the parks they skate to flow it all out
It's all out, they're all out, they're all out
I'm so glad they're all out