Saw you in the clip joint Saw you doing tricks I saw you wink And lick your lips I saw you brimming over With pornographic charm You must have held an army In those pretty little arms Those pretty little arms I saw you in the clip joints Cucumbers slipped them in A row of the perverts In a line wanking And I saw you with your boyfriends Which one did the harm Injecting the syringe In your pretty little arms Your pretty little arms I saw you in neon doorways The skinheads that you kissed Kissing them from boredom To taste their fascist spit And I saw you on the marble slab Withered and embalmed You can still see the needle marks In your pretty little arms Your pretty little arms Your pretty little arms