Here there may be tigers, to punch you in the ear.
With gloves of stainless steel, bats carved out of bricks
Knock you down and beat you up and give your ass a kick.
When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love.
Shaking in the desert, now wherefore do you cry?
Here there may be rattlesnakes, to punch you in the eye.
With Shotgun's full of silver and bullet's made of glass
String barbed wire at your feet, that will not let you pass.
When push comes to shove, you're afraid of love.
When push comes to shove, when push comes to shove,
You're afraid of love, when push comes to shove.
Shaking in the bedroom, covers on your head,
Cringing like a baby at the hand beneath the bed.
Phantom in the closet scratching at the door
Maybe it's the mystery killer you saw on channel 4.
When push comes to shove, your afraid of love
Shaking in the garden, the fear within you grows,
Here there may be roses that punch you in the nose.
They twist their arms around, and slap you 'til you cry,
Wrap you in their sweet perfume and love you 'til you die,
When push comes to shove, your afraid of love.
When push comes to shove, when push comes to shove,
You're afraid of love, when push comes to shove.
[Thanks to lweirauc for correcting these lyrics]
