Redhouse
Leatherface
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There was Bunny Hill
With its empty bottles and pills
Glue, sniffing and bullying
Manical fields where we were never so free
There were sandpits and lunatics
Paper rounds and bitching sweets
And of course the girls
That's where we learned about the world
About the world
Pylons, catapults and aeroplanes
The eyes of really stupid things
Stripped down schools
With snipers and rifles and shooters
Doorbell swings and glass and apple trees
Hedgerows and shaggy dogs
Livid old weirds and number sixes
Dusted kinds and self inflicted tattoos
Just to pass time at school
Time at school
Making clones
Not into girls
I can find the world
Not my inside out
Then when the girls in the world
Became really weird
It wasn't long before dreams appeared
That was a big shock to me
And it still is I think
I had begun to learn about a world
That still made still sense to me
And I became fascinated by beautiful things
And forgot just what was happening to me
What was happening to me
Making clones
Into girls
I can find the world
Not my inside out
I can find the world
Not my inside out