Album: Anarchy (Ger)

Give The Anarchist A Cigarette

Georgina's cooking supper for her husband
All her friends are coming round to see the show
Because the thief she calls her husband wont't be hungry
When he see's what's on the end of his fork
Georgina isn't asking anymore
And her lover isn't isn't asking anymore
And the cook isn't asking anymore
Since the thief met a bullet on the way to the floor
Georgin's got a timebomb in her stomach
She knows that any minute now it's going to blow
With all the pain and the silence that she feeds on
With all the hurt that her bruises can't show
Georgina isn't asking anymore
And her lover isn't isn't asking anymore
And the cook isn't asking anymore
Since the thief met a bullet on the way to the floor
Georgina's got an appetite for vengeance
And she sings all the songs from Oliver
But she won't be wanting seconds any more
As she thightens up the grip on her trigger finger
Georgina isn't asking anymore
And her lover isn't isn't asking anymore
And the cook isn't asking anymore
Since the thief met a bullet on the way to the floor