Lyrics
Unfortunately I'm coming from a bad end
And I'm destined for a bad end
But hanging around with you is like blood outta stone
Getting stuff outta youse is like blood outta stone
Blood outta stone
You're history
You've quit existation
You're green grub
And if I had any guts
I'd turn those money tables up
You dis-corporate bore
You make me tired to the bone
'cause getting things outta you....
When all your friends have dissolved
And you're yakking on the phone
You're techno-grounded
You're blood outta stone
Might appear deranged
But you're blood outta stone
You're mutton dressed as lamb
'cause you're blood outta stone
At least I've got an aim, chick
Blood outta stone
But I'm working to an aim
WRITERS
MARTIN BEDDINGTON, MARK EDWARD SMITH
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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