Spite and Malice lyrics

Artist  : Placebo 
Song : Spite and Malice
 


Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the streets
(x2)
Aces take your time
Queens are left
for dead
Jacks can stand in line
And touch
themselves instead
Aces take your pity
And
keep it warm in bed
Aces take your
time

Cut the deck
The queens left for
dead
Soft and wet, scarf tied to the
bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands
alone
Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go
zone
You look well suited like you came to
win
Lust, spite and malice, your degrees of
sin
Cruising for pity and looking pretty as
fuck
Ace take your chances
Queen wish you
luck

Aces take your time
Draw your
final breath
Jacks are feeling fine
They've
clubbed themselves to death
Aces take your
pity
You sleep with it instead
Aces take
your time

You can play your card, I'll
hold onto mine
Tied up in the reasons, Ace
take your time
Looks turn to lovers, flames
into fires
Jack loves his tragedy, Queen her
desires
You look well suited like you came to
win
Lust, spite and malice, your degrees of
sin
Wrap me in your trauma and I may just give
you mine
Queen take your chances
Ace take
your time

Dope, guns, fucking in the
streets (Revolution)
Everything will blow
tonight
Either friend or foe,
tonight

Cut the deck
The queens left
for dead
Soft and wet, scarf tied to the
bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands
alone
Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go
zone
You look well suited like you came to
win
Lust, spite and malice, your degrees of
sin
Cruising for pity and looking pretty as
fuck
Ace take your chances
Queen wish you
luck

Dope, guns, fucking in the streets
(Revolution)
Everything will blow
tonight
Either friend or foe, tonight