Cheap cut satin and bad perfume, Showtime feels almost here
Teased up by a strip cut toilet, But I'm pure sleep snickering in your bed
To the bottom of a lot of glasses, But I've never seen love so deep
Eating love gets so expensive, But I've never seen love so deep
Now I know that you're all King Horse, Between deadness and brute force
Now I know that you're all King Horse, Between deadness and brute force
She can turn a pot of sixpence, In her mouth and trousers sin
Hit the till, ring the bell, never spill a sin
Still she knows the kind of tip, She is gonna get
A lot of loose exchanges, Precious dinner is spent
With someone else this weekend, That's the best you can expect
Now I know that you're all King Horse, Between deadness and brute force
Now I know that you're all King Horse, Between deadness and brute force
Don't mind the fabric, So fine a variegation
From comic books to tragic, To the heart of propagation
Meanwhile back in some secluded spot, He says will you please, and she says stop
If I ever lose this good thing, That I got
I never wanna hear the song, You dedicated tonight
See I knew that song so long before we met, That it means much more than it might
Now I know that you're all King Horse, Between deadness and brute force
I know that you're all King Horse