Sheep to the slaughter

Ohthis must be love

All your sons and daughters in a strangleall with a kid glove

Eyes like saucers; ohyou think she's a dish

She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish



Big sister will be watching over you

Sister seesister do

She's got to save me

She's got you playing russian roulette

Sport of kingsthe old queen's heart

The prince of darkness stole some tart

It's in the papersit's in the charts

It's in the stop press before it all starts



With a hammer and a slap 'n' tickle in inquisitive garments

With all the style and [? ] purchase of armaments

Compassion went out of fashionthat's all your concernment

Sweat it out for thirty seconds on all the prudeness



Big sister will be watching over you

Sister seesister do

She's got to save me

She's got you playing russian roulette

She's got to save me

She's got you playing russian roulette