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Flick Of The Wrist

Dislocate your spine if you don't sign he says 
I'll have you seeing double 
Mesmerize you when he's tongue-tied 
Simply with those eyes 
Synchronize your minds and see 
The beast within him rise 

Don't look back 
Don't look back 
It's a rip-off 
Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby 
Blow him a kiss and you're mad 
Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out 
A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head 
He's taken an arm and taken a leg 
All this time honey 
Baby you've been had. 

Intoxicate your brain with what I'm saying 
If not you'll lie in knee-deep trouble 
Prostitute yourself he says 
Castrate your human pride 
Sacrifice your leisure days 
Let me squeeze you till you've dried 

Don't look back 
Don't look back 
It's a rip-off 

Work my fingers to my bones 
I scream with pain 
I still make no impression 
Seduce you with his money-make machine 
Cross-collateralize, (big-time money, money) 
Reduce you to a muzak-fake machine 
Then the last goodbye 
It's a rip-off 

Flick of the wrist and you're dead baby 
Blow him a kiss and you're mad 
Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out 
A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head 
He's taken an arm, and taken a leg 
All this time honey 
Baby you've been had.