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from Dubnobasswithmyheadman

"Dirty Epic" is track #3 on the album Dubnobasswithmyheadman. It was written by Emerson, Darren / Hyde, Karl / Smith, Richard David.
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Sweet in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she said
You never touch me anymore this way
Connector in, receiver out
You let me in through the back door

Ride the sainted rhythms
On the midnight train to Romford
Ride the sainted rhythms

Sweet in winter, sweet in rain
"Shake well before use," she said
You never touch me anymore this way
Oh no, connector, connector, connector, connector
You're a connector, connector, connector, connector

And I'm so dirty and the light blinds my eyes
You're oh so dirty and the light, it blinds my eyes
Here comes Christ on crutches

"Call me wet trampoline," she said today
Well I was too busy with my hand
"Shake well before use," she said
But you never touch me anymore
I was busy listening for phone sex
Coming through the back door in skin tight trunks
And we all went mental and danced

I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six

To the off peak electricity
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel dirty
And the light blinds my eyes and I feel so shaken in my faith
Here comes Christ on crutches

And here comes another God, here comes another God
Like a buffalo thunder, with a smell of sugar
And a velvet tongue and designer voodoo
Well I got phone sex to see me through the emptiness in my 501s
Freeze dried with a new religion
And my teeth stuffed back in my head

I get my kicks on channel six
The light it burns my eyes and I feel so dirty
Here comes Christ on crutches

I'll never be confused
Never be confused
They left me confused
I will not be confused with another man
This pressure of opinions

"Lighten up, listen to your eyes," you said
But all I could see was Doris Day in a big screen satellite
Disappearing down the tube hole on Farringdon Street
With whiplash Willy, the motor psycho

Tthe light it burns my eyes
And the light it burns my eyes
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six
I get my kicks on channel six

Songwriters
EMERSON, DARREN / HYDE, KARL / SMITH, RICHARD DAVID

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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