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Norbert - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Organ
Picture
​Alone at the Adam and Eve
I was just about to leave
It was ten pee a pint but it tasted like shite
Then I saw the goth girl

Her face was deathly pale
Her body oh so frail
Black lipstick and velvet dress I wanted to feel her caress

She was a Goth girl

I had no time to think
I asked her if she wanted a drink
Her eyes they stared right back, she said I'll have a per no and black

She was a goth girl

I looked deep into her face
Of happiness there was no trace
She was cold to the touch but I wanted her so much
So I asked her back to my place

She was a Goth girl

I put the Sisters of Mercy on the stereo
Lit some candles turned the lights down low
We talked of death darkness and despair
I ran my fingers through her hair

She was a Goth girl

She spoke in a whispered voice
To listen I had no choice
Where there is death there is life
Her words cut me like a knife

I stared into her eyes so cold
Could I be so bold
I ran my hand up her thigh
She gave a soft contented sigh
She was a Goth Girl

I kissed her lips so sweet
She lay back in her seat
My hand went higher
I was burning with desire

She was a Goth girl

Searching for the promised land
I felt something in my hand
It was hard to the touch, it really was too much
My Goth girl was a man

She was a Goth boy

I let out an anguished cry
My Goth girl was a guy
My lover from the eve, turned out her name was Steve
I ran and never said goodbye

He was a goth boy
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My god he was a bloke
I nearly chuffin choked
He was a goth boy

I'll never live it down
Can never go round town
He's a goth boy

God in heaven help me. 
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