"Plan 9 Channel 7" lyrics

"Plan 9 Channel 7"

She plays her mouth into a smile
And offers that he stay a while
Two hearts that beat as one
And eyes that hardly ever saw the sun
Hollywood babbles on
She lays a wreath of lilies on his grave
His flame gone along with the love he never gave
Not to be seduced by those red lips
Two dimensional comic clips
Hollywood babbles on
On and on and on and on and...

Channel 7, with shades of grey
Too close but two worlds away
Plan 9, her domain
Too close but two worlds away
They say

She plays her mouth into a smile
And offers that he stay a while
Two hearts that beat as one
And eyes that hardly ever saw the sun
Hollywood babbles on
She lays a wreath of lilies on his grave
His flame gone along with the love he never gave
Not to be seduced by those red lips
Two dimensional comic clips
Hollywood babbles on
On and on and on and on and...

Channel 7, with shades of grey
Too close but two worlds away
Plan 9, her domain
Too close but two worlds away
They say

Step into the night
(Step into the night)


Thanks to Sensible, George1875 for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Raymond Burns, Christopher John Millar, David Vanian, Alasdair Mackie Ward
album: "Machine Gun Etiquette" (1979)
The Damned - Machine Gun Etiquette album cover
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(CD Reissue Bonus Track)
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(CD Reissue Bonus Track)
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(CD Reissue Bonus Track)
White Rabbit
(CD Reissue Bonus Track)
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