The Indelicates - New Art For The People (Theme) lyrics

But for the cum in your hair The c**aine on your teeth You'd be just like the girls That I kissed on the heath Your mother left and you're all alone And the world is at your feet You smell like ash, mildew and hash Can barely even speak And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me I followed your perfume as you ran down the street I caught you and held you and pushed back your fringe and swore undying loyalty We'll make a new art for the people A new art for the people A new art for the people You and me I followed you home Knocked at your door Offered myself in the kitchen Pa**ed out on the floor And when you shout, I get terrified And then I love you more You sound middle cla**, but I'll let it pa** I don't understand you at all And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me I swallowed my pride with a pill and decided to give you back your key You caught me and held me and I took your hand and swore undying loyalty We'll make a new art for the people A new art for the people A new art for the people You and me Under the covers forever Everything well within reach A small price to pay for our freedom And for our celebrity Such ornaments and gorgeous things Like string lights at the beach Intensive care and conditioned air And our faces on TV And it's so sad but they're so glad that you're so bad for me The dark days ahead and the blood on the bed and the cover of the NME They gave us a cheque and took us by our necks and swore undying loyalty We'll make a new art for the people A new art for the people A new art for the people You and me