I can't feel my fingers, I can't feel my toes, 'cuz I am cold – I'm so cold.
I can't seem to focus, I can't catch my breath, 'cuz I am cold – I'm so cold.
'Cuz everything I do, just turns to shit
And everything I touch just turns to shit.
Now I'm on the TV, I'm doing what I'm told.
I push my face up to the sun, but still I feel so cold.
I'm just like a dummy, a puppet on a string.
But I am cold – I'm so cold.
Everything I had just turns to shit,
Everything I see just turns to shit,
turns to shit, turns to shit, my life has turned to shit!
Well everything I do, just turns to shit,
And everything I touch, just turns to shit.
I was in your kitchen, I was watching you.
You were hot as a solder spot, But still I felt so cold.
I crept through your window, my hands around your neck.
And now you're cold – you're so cold.
'Cuz everything I see, just turns to shit.
And everything I touch, just turns to shit.
Everything I have, just turns to shit.
And everything I do just turns to shit,
turns to shit, turns to shit it turns to shit.
Shit shit, glorious shit!
(Here we go again.)
Shit shit glorious shit
| 1 | Pig Iron |
| 2 | Streets Of London |
| 3 | Never Drink Alone |
| 4 | Animal |
| 5 | Mother...You're A Liar |
| 6 | Landlord Is A Wanker |
| 7 | Fucked Up & Wasted |
| 8 | Gypsies Tramps & Thieves |
| 9 | Rampton |
| 10 | Queen And Country |