Kerosene Kathy is bringing in the mail

Its a 50/50 choice 

Pass go or go to jail

You can see her with her matches on the pavement in the rain

Glowing by the light of this southbound train


She's shouting good Christian soldiers stamp their ration book with failure

And twinkle little Stalin's hung his hat up on my nail you're 

Gonna wish you had of fought 

When your last breath comes

Cos we never want for nothing 'cept a little freedom


And I've seen it all before

And I've seen it all before


Well they brought me to the bars when I was fourteen

A sexy little girl and a seedy little magazine

The painted out my life

On a page of black and white

Cos there's no call for justice when you're dealing in spite


And I landed on a tightrope on the hookline of a dare

A little ragged at the edges but not beyond repair

With a hole in every pocket and half a bag of tricks

But it was nothing that a tenner and a bullet couldn't fix


And I've seen it all before

And my money is on anger 

They say the form is good

They say the odds are stacked

And this side of Birmingham's a good place to be

When they finally light the match

And I've seen it all before


Just wait till they see me out on the front page

Just wait till they remember how they stroked this rage

Shining like a penny in the back slum gutter

Like a single note sonata in the train conductors stutter


Make sure they get to see me when I'm hanging from the ceiling

Get each detail of exactly how they're feeling

Cos Five have got the rights to the docu-soap shows

They'll buy the truth off with some donuts and a sweet red rose

And I've seen it all before