The coldest shoulder cast in metal
To rely on hook, line and sinker
Frozen to the bone
What a sinker
You'd be better off alone
Sinking like a stone
Thought that I was warm like mother, lover, brother
She saw me on the television underneath the sun
Brother, she was wrong Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Me, I don't long to belong
Bring to me my big old sweater
Nothing more will make me better I met her on Monday and my heart did nothing new
Seems she thought of me as some mystic, fatalistic, mystical guru
Me, I haven't got a clue
But floating on a magic carpet high above the earth
Bigger than you hurt
You can see the world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha
Don't you know that love is work And Capricorn is rising yes I'm cold
Listened to my old Nockles
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
Hoped that it would warm the cockles You can't fight the fear you can't, this is the road you're on
You don't belong to me you don't belong to any one
Will bite the hand that feeds when it don't meet your needs
When you got blood to bleed, you got a life to lead
Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare In the flood with my blood I can hold you My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
Nothing more will make me better
Bring to me my big old sweater There'll be no comprimising, cold, cool, cold
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
Stone cold
Cold
Stone cold
Cold
Cold.
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