Johnny's Hate Machine - Putrid Serenade Lyrics

Oooooo

When you live life as an ottoman
And you throw away all your cents
You can grow up as a pauper
And you'll never meet the prince

Excuses flow like the water
Much too dirty for you to drink
Evaporation strips away all
But the pebbles on your beach

So you choose to be a cannonball
Ever waiting on the breech
Til a young man comes walking by
With his hands just out of reach

So you dangle your own carrot
Put on the collar and your leash
And like most things in this world
You feel you have to preach

L is for the losers
You spit on with deceit
O is for your confidence
All the wicked things you think
V is virtually unaware
And e is for everything
You can bring it all together
As it crumbles in your fists

For you this putrid serenade