The Glove

The Glove - Perfect Murder lyrics

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Like fingers in a glove
Twisting round and round and round
Round and round and round with love
The meeker sleeker circle girls dressed in docile white
Spinning on a hill they follow the dracula kite
The first idea flew thin and uninvited from the sky
I reached out my hands and held the knife of ice

Very thin red water flowed underneath my skin
I turned their eyes blue children
The perfect murder
Wait until the darkest coldest summer nights
That's when it starts
But if you blink you'll miss the fun
You'll lose their pretty hearts
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Polydor Ltd. (London)

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Released in: 1983

Language: English

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