Transmission - Violent Delight

On the street, late at night

Short skirt, skin tight

What you want? She said

Ten quid, money spent

Trousers down in the dark

Caught a feel of something hard

What’s that? I didn’t say, I carried on anyway

Every weekend is the same, over and over again

On the streets and in the allies

Will I never ever learn?

Although I’m always getting burned

Why do I end up with a tranny?

After that, I’m high, having such a good time

I think I’ve scored till I find

A little bulge, between the thighs

Two balls, fake boobs, I’ve made a wrong move

She says goodbye, and I’ve done another guy

Every weekend is the same, over and over again

On the streets and in the allies

Will I never ever learn?

Although I’m always getting burned

Why do I end up with a tranny?

Transmission, transmission

Oi, oi, oi

Transmission, transmission

Oi, oi, oi

Transmission, transmission

Oi, oi, oi

Transmission, transmission

Oi, oi, oi

It’s over now, he’s gone

But is it really that wrong?

I guess it’s hard to admit

That I’m quite into dick

Does it mean that I’m gay?

I don’t care either way

Real girls are hard to find, if he can do it, so can I

Every weekend is the same, over and over again

On the streets and in the allies

Will I never ever learn?

Although I’m always getting burned

Why do I end up with a tranny?

With a tranny

With a tranny

With a tranny