Roxanne (the prostitute) Fish (Albert Fish)

In cold light of morning while everyone is yawning // You're high In the cold light of morning the party gets boring // You're high // As your skin starts to scratch with yesterdays action goodbye // Forget past indiscretions // And stolen possessions // You're high In the cold light // In the cold light of morning while everyone's yawning // You're high In the cold light of morning // You're drunk sick from whoring and high // Staring back from the mirrors // A face that you don't recognise // It's a loser // A sinner // A cock in a dildo's disguise In the cold light //
Tomorrow // Tomorrow // Tomorrow // As your skin starts to scratch // And wih yesterdays action goodbye //
Forget past indiscretions // And stolen possessions // You're high In the cold light of day //
Tomorrow's only a caddy We're so...(9 X) Away //
In the cold light of day