BLOODSPORT LYRICS | Sneaker Pimps Legacy

Bloodsport Lyrics

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'Kiro TV'

Ok you had sedatives and cold champagne
They say that must be the price of fame
It's not a joke if you can choke on the thought of it
You're not my friend to defend if you're loving it
So Kurt I heard that you squeezed somebody's hand
It doesn't hurt if you think about your fans

(Kiro TV they've got their visions again
Like it's oxygen
Kiro TV they've got their visions again
Want your heroes dead) X1

(It don't hurt if you think of the fans) X2

Ok they've got your file down at the CIA
They say you're worse than Manson for the US of A
It's not grief if you can see through the source of it
It's only true if you're bruised by the force of it
So Kurt I heard that you opened up your eyes
They call it work but it don't make it civilised

(Kiro TV they've got their visions again
Like it's oxygen) X3

Kiro TV they've got their visions again
Want your heroes dead

Your hero's dead

Ok so time takes your cigarette

They say puts it in your mouth then you'll forget

No longer live 105 can you hear me

The life expectancy of any popularity

So Kurt I heard the side-show bet your life

It doesn't hurt at the worst go nevermind

(Kiro TV they've got their visions again

Like it's oxygen) X3

Kiro TV they've got their visions again

Want your heroes dead

Kiro TV

Kiro TV they've got their visions again

Want your heroes dead

(It don't hurt if you think of the fans) X2

'Sick'

I’ll play your games with your sex with electric shocks
Learn to let myself loose and be the dummy in your snapshots
I'll play your games learn to get on with your backward fans
Stick my body in the sun and help to get rid of the white tan

(And maybe then you wouldn’t get so Sick of me) X4

I’ll play your games marking names with the blackest spots
If you’re building me up to be the target for your cheap shots
I’ll play your games keep a blind eye on the main chance
Strip my body of its skin and try to cancel out the white trash

(And maybe then you wouldn’t get so Sick of me) X4

I’ll play your games if your aim is for the quick fix
Cos I know what you wanted and I know how you got it
I’ll play your games if you play out in the fast lane
Learn to jump into the road and hope to save a little lost face

(And maybe then you wouldn’t get so Sick of me) X8

Whatever

'Small Town Witch'

(Small Town Witch come to mess me up) X3

(Small Town Witch come to mess me up yeah) X2

See black see bloom
Died on an impulse over you
Caught like a corpse crawling round a dream and loving you
And she hangs on youth

Crushing any feet to fit the shoes
Stepping it out with a size 12 mouth and cursing you

(Small Town Witch come to mess me up
Small Town Witch come to mess me up
Small Town Witch come to mess me up again) X2

She whored and she graced
Bitching with a bottle saving face
Blowing it out as the jury's doubt is laid to waste
I see black see bloom
Choked up on heartburn bleeding through
How does it feel when the ones that feed are biting you

(Small Town Witch come to mess me up
Small Town Witch come to mess me up
Small Town Witch come to mess me up again) X2

(Small Town Witch come to mess me up yeah) X4

Small Town Witch come to mess me up

'Black Sheep'

Don't look now we're branded we're the Black Sheep
Sewn apart and Siamese the Black Sheep
When the water seems too deep
The shadows always wait beneath
But laughing loud we brave the role of Black Sheep

(If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills
But I take what it needs to be easy with the Black Sheep now) X1

With the Black Sheep now

Don't look now we're stranded here as Black Sheep
Swallowed whole and out of reach the Black Sheep
Unsafe enough for now
We're shepherded from higher ground
But drowned all out we save the role of Black Sheep

(If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills
But I take what it needs to be easy with the Black Sheep now) X1

With the Black Sheep now

(If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills
But I take what it needs to be easy with the Black Sheep now) X2

(With the Black Sheep now) X4

'Loretta Young Silks'

Got answers for everyone endless excuses

Not habit for anyone cos I'm trying to break your click-track heart

Seen a vision of perfect grace airbrushed and lifeless

All contempt and aftertaste it's like I'm waiting for the scars to heal

(You're so Loretta Young Silks fashioning your self escape
You're so Loretta Young Silks trading on your super waif
All style before content using me as bait
You're so Loretta Young Silks swapping your love for hate) X1

Soft focus for full appeal pictured as flawless
No context for self esteem I'd be pushed to give your love on that
As far as the eye can see too much perfection
Pure substance for wannabes keeps you beating to a click-track heart

(You're so Loretta Young Silks fashioning your self escape

You're so Loretta Young Silks trading on your super waif

All style before content using me as bait

You're so Loretta Young Silks swapping your love for hate) X2

(You're so Loretta Young Silks swapping your love for hate) X4

'M'aidez'

M'aidez throw-aways some things here have got to stay
A string of pearls the strangest girl is happy with the western world
Painless Chinese burns ties me down with daisy chains
Diamonds on her tongue and pleasure cuts and teasing

(M'aidez this is no M'aidez open charms are lost on velvet
M'aidez this no M'aidez M'aidez) X1

Dead zone half way homes still life lived on mobile phones
But the girl had wings and precious things under sheets with tangled limbs
Wide awake at dawn the sun will choose to shine on
Silence says it all
And reaching up and blessing

(M'aidez this is no M'aidez open charms are lost on velvet

M'aidez this no M'aidez M'aidez) X2

The higher we climb the smaller we seem mad with possibilities
No design zig-zag girl is happy with the western world
Painless Chinese burns ties me down with daisy chains
Diamonds on her tongue and pleasure cuts and teasing

(M'aidez this is no M'aidez open charms are lost on velvet

M'aidez this no M'aidez M'aidez) X2

(Maidez) X4

'The Fuel'

I've got The Fuel in my head from the flesh I need to break sweat
I've got the feeling I might get offensive I might be some threat
I want back doors want blood on sheets again
Give me back doors give me blood on sheets again

I feel The Fuel like a thorn cuts in deep
I want to see cheap
Like a rose on a bed without scent I need myself spent
For shames sake by any other name
When the seeds take it grows like weeds and spreads like flames

(I've got The Fuel but The Fuel got me burning me up when it fires again fires again
I've got The Fuel but The Fuel got me
Bringing me off when it cools again cools again cools again cools again) X2

(Cools again) X4

'Bloodsport'

I want to be a kid again
Combed down hair and Sunday best
See me staying out bunking school
Knowing wrong from right just rules

I wish I'd never seen your face
Better door than window phase
I need an echo not your praise
Straying from the point you nailed

(My mother my mother my mother never told
My mother my mother my mother never told me) X1

Love is just a Bloodsport
Love is just a Bloodsport

(Cos love is just a Bloodsport
Love is just a Bloodsport) X1

Sex and love is not a game
A game is something you can win
Maybe something kind of fun
Cause love is just a Bloodsport son

(My mother my mother my mother never told
My mother my mother my mother never told me) X1

(Never told me) X2

(Cos love is just a Bloodsport

Love is just a Bloodsport) X4

'Think Harder'

Drinking enough to knife to death the dumb down
Drinking yourself to death am I in touch now

You ask me how to cure your headache use a gun
If you think you're doing something special it's been done
So just think dumb

(Think Harder sip up sick up your life just think dumb) X3

(Think Harder sip up sick up your life) X1

Don't leave out the sure to itch in your opinion
The louder they come the thicker they are so dream on

If you think you got style in your limo to a club
You may feel like a king but the coma looks more fun
So just think dumb