{ } x2 Tiny baby so naive I can't believe what you believe, you were once so happy here It may not be Eden or summer in Greece You may not even find the golden fleece, in the drag of this atmosphere Now I don't want to bring up a delicate matter No I'd much rather bribe or flatter you, cos flattery gets me everywhere But you punctured my tyres, you crossed all my wires I brand your acolytes as a pack of liars, and the fire's singing everywhere Rip...., buckle like a wreck in a cold grey sea Rip...., like you were a ripple in my memory I lent you some collateral to buy new clothes It went out the window and up your nose, and that's the end of the honeymoon Yeah we walked down the aisle for another mile I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles And you can have all the money soon Rip...., buckle like a wreck in a cold grey sea Rip...., like you were a ripple in my memory You're so deluxe you're so divine You're so 50 light years ahead of your time, you're a riddle you're a ripple You're a human sacrifice to the goddess of vice Your hairdo is full of diamonds and lice, and you're hardly off the nipple Rip...., buckle like a wreck in a cold grey sea Rip...., like you were a ripple in my memory Rip...., another little glitch in continuity Rip...., like you were a ripple in my memory

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