Lyrics of King horse

Cheap cut satin and bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Tears stop by your strength
Caught you laughing up your sleeve
Sniggering in your beer

Seen the bottom of a lot of glasses
But he's never seen love so near
He'd seen love get so expensive
But he'd never seen love so dear

Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force

She can turn a pot of sixpence
In the mouth and trouser set
Hit the till, ring the bill, never spill a sip

And still she knows the kind of tip
She is going to get
A lot of loose exchanges
Precious little respect

But if someone else is weakened
That's the best that you can expect

Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force

So fine knit a fabric
So fine a fabrication
From comic books to tragic
To the art of conversation

Meanwhile back in some secluded spot
He says, "will you please" and she says, "stop"
If i ever lose this good thing that i got
I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight

You see i knew that song so long before we met
That it means much more than it might

Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force

Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now i know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force