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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kirsty MacColl
Kirsty MacColl
Vocals
Fiachra Trench
Fiachra Trench
Performer
Gavyn Wright
Gavyn Wright
Orchestra Leader
Gary Tibbs
Gary Tibbs
Bass Guitar
Glen David Ruffy
Glen David Ruffy
Drums
Mark E.Nevin
Mark E.Nevin
Guitar
Pete Glenister
Pete Glenister
Guitar
Roy Dodds
Roy Dodds
Congas
Chester Kamen
Chester Kamen
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsty MacColl
Kirsty MacColl
Composer
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Composer
Fiachra Trench
Fiachra Trench
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baboon Farm
Baboon Farm
Producer
Vic Van Vugt
Vic Van Vugt
Producer
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Mixing Engineer
Andy Kowalski
Andy Kowalski
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

He blew into town like a paper sack In a stolen car with a shotgun in the back he said She can't run now, she can't hide I'm gonna get her back for her lies lies lies Well he taught her how to pout And he taught her how to tease And he taught her how to beg When she fell down to her knees he said Your face is different But you're really all the same I have to teach you a lesson again and again See I feel no pleasure And I feel no pain So what else can I do? I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop When you're out there in the dark I'll come rushing through your brain When you wake up in the morning I'll be coursing through your veins When you're swimming in the water I'm the hand that drags you under I'm the lightning that strikes you Just before you hear the thunder Ah-ooo I can't stop killing you Well she woke up in the bathroom With her face upon the floor She said I don't know what I'm doing here But I've been here before And the fixit man had fixed her 'Cause he's such a little Hitler And he loves the feel of power That she gives him through her terror Ah-ooo I can't stop killing you Well she looked into the mirror As she smoked her cigarette And she wondered where she'd go now To find a place she could forget All the things he said he'd do I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop When you're out there in the dark I'll come rushing through your brain When you wake up in the morning I'll be coursing through your veins When you're swimming in the water I'm the hand that drags you under I'm the lightning that strikes you Just before you hear the thunder Ah-ooo I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you Can't stop, I can't stop killing you
Writer(s): Johnny Marr, Kirsty Anna Maccoll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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