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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Guilty Men
The Guilty Men
Performer
Clive Gregson
Clive Gregson
Electric Guitar
Paul Burgess
Paul Burgess
Drums
Neil Cossar
Neil Cossar
Background Vocals
Craig Fletcher
Craig Fletcher
Electric Bass Guitar
Jez Smith
Jez Smith
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clive Gregson
Clive Gregson
Songwriter

Lyrics

In the still of the night, she is chipping away at my self control,
There's nothing as fragile as love when you're down in the hole,
Here in her suburban sprawl, I'm a human construction zone,
She pulls me apart like I'm made from Meccano
Her motor is running, her radar is tuned to my frequency,
Hey eyes are like lasers, I shiver as she turns her gaze on me,
Here in her black marble halls, I'm not even skin and bone,
She pulls me apart like I'm made of Meccano
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano
I'm nothing but trouble, disguised as a pain in her derriere,
I come at the double when she wants to try out some plainer fare,
Here in her chambers, I worship the queen on her throne,
She pulls me apart like I'm made from Meccano
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano, Meccano,
Meccano, Meccano, Meccano
She's cards on the table, a Derringer tucked up her sleeve,
Her heart says transmit but she's only programmed to receive,
Here in her empire, I'm hemmed in but never alone,
She pulls me apart like I'm made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I'm made from Meccano,
She pulls me apart like I'm made from Meccano
Written by: Clive Gregson
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