Marc Almond - Never To Be Next Lyrics
Wholely *****My my worn towel serving as loin clothFace turned redHands clutching at soap and froth(next, next)I was barely 20And we were over 100Being the followers of the one who led(next, next)I was still 20When my innocense was revealedIn a mobile brothel of an armyIn the field(next, next)Maybe I would have likedA little touch of tendernessMaybe a wordOr maybe a caressBut no(next, next)It was not waterlooAnd it was not arcoleIt was the momentWhen I regreted missing school(next, next)But I swear on hearing that sergeantWho was not worth tuppensIt was a dirty trick that? made his armies of impotence(next, next)I swear by the headOf my first bout of syphillisIts that voiceThat voice that sticksLike a fist(next, next)That voice that stinks of garlicFoul drink and crudIts the voice of nationsAnd the voice of blood(next, next)And since thenEach woman in the heatOf succuming in my skinny armsSeems to be murmeringNext, nextNext deary, next sonnyAll the followers of the worldWould hold each others handFor in my delerium, well I scream and demandHes next....well Im not deleriousI act as a reasonerSay, its more humiliating to be the followedThan the follower(next, next, next, next)One day Ill cut my legs offOr even become a nunIll hang anythingSo long as Im not anyoneNever to be nextNever to be nextNever to be nextNext, nextPlease dont pick me nextNever to be nextI want never...never...never....never....never....never to be next
