[bad word] inside a darkened room
Blinded by the purple moon
Always fall in love too soon when you’re young

Girl hit by a speeding car
Stamp upon a pierced heart
Everything will fall apart, everything with fall apart

The lights spin round
The old fairground
The carousel stops…

Tender but with savage aim
Lust does echo back again
Always it will end the same – smashed up face

Dirty hollow short term love
Circles in the sky above
You’re as pretty as a dove. Will you fall for that my love?

The lights spin round
The old fairground
The carousel stops… the music

Brown haired girl crying in the spotlight
Her flowered dress soaks right into her skin
And as I touch her there crying in the spotlight
sudden burst of [bad word] from with within

The lights spin round
The old fairground
The carousel stops…