Crass - Bata Motel Lyrics
I've got 54321I've got a red pair of high-heels onTumble me over, it doesn't take muchTumble me over, tumble me, pushIn my red high-heels I've no controlThe rituals of repression are so oldYou can do what you like, there'll be no reprisalI'm yours, yes I'm yours, it's my means of survivalI've got 54321Come on my love, I know you're strongPush me hard, make me staggerThe pain in my back just doesn't matterYou force-hold me above the groundI can't get away, my feet are boundSo I'm bound to sayThat I'm bound to stayWell today I look so goodJust like I know I shouldMy breasts to tempt inside my braMy face is painted like a movie starI've studied my flaws in your reflectionAnd put them to rights with savage correctionI've turned my statuesque perfectionAnd shone it over in your directionSo come on darling, make me yoursTrip me over, show me the floorTease me, tease me, make me stayIn my red high-heels I can't get awayI'm trussed and bound like an oven ready birdBut I bleed without dying and I won't say a wordSlice my flesh and I'll ride the scarPut me into gear like your lady carDrive me fast and crash me crazyI'll rise from the wreckage as fresh as a daisyThese wounds leave furrows as they healI've travelled them, they're red and realI know them well, they're part of meMy birth, my sex, my historyThey grew with me, my closest friendMy pain's my own, my pain's my endClip my wings so you know where I amI can't get lost while you're my manTame me so I know your callI've stabbed my heels so I am tallI've bound my twisted falling fallBeautiful mute against the wallBeautifully mutilated as I fallUse me, don't lose meI've got 54321I've got a red pair of high-heels onStrap my ankles, break my heelsMake me kneel, make me feelTurn, turn, turn, like a clockwork dollPut in your key and give me a whirlTease me, tease me, the reason to playIn my red high-heels I can't get awayI'll be your bonsai, your beautiful bonsaiYour black-eyed bonsai, erotically rottingWill my tiny feet fit your desire?Warped and tied I walk on fireBurn me out, twist my wristsI promise not to shout, beat me with your fistsSqueeze me, squeeze me, make me feelIn my red high-heels I'm an easy killTease me, Tease me, make me seeYou're the only one, I need to be meThankyou, will you take me?Thankyou, will you make me?Thankyou, will you break me?Use me, don't lose meTaste me, don't waste meUse, lose, taste, waste
