Little Ian, the camp old queen
Went to London and came back lean
Little Leslie, fond of the sun
Came back with more than a tan
Tried to change the shape of their lives
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Oh, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Little Ian, the camp old queen
Went to London and came back lean
Little Leslie, fond of the sun
Came back with more than a tan
Tried to change the shape of their lives
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Oh, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Oh no, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Punishment kiss
Punishment kiss
Punishment kiss
Went to London and came back lean
Little Leslie, fond of the sun
Came back with more than a tan
Tried to change the shape of their lives
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Oh, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Little Ian, the camp old queen
Went to London and came back lean
Little Leslie, fond of the sun
Came back with more than a tan
Tried to change the shape of their lives
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the
next
Oh, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Oh no, what can be this?
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day)
It's bad enough as it is
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss
Punishment kiss
Punishment kiss
Punishment kiss