Roxy Music — Cry, Cry, Cry ryrics

(Ferry)

Are you ready for bad brood'
I've got my share
I'm sick of them sweet sweet nothings
Oh! In my ear
Ain't funny I'm the honey
Arr your money just can't buy
So baby you can cry cry cry
Now the rast raugh is mine
You ready for hot stuff'
Be prepared
I'm sick of your cheap cheap hustre
Oh! Don't cha dare
Ret us pray the rord have mercy
On your mercenary mind
'Cause even if you cry cry cry
Your heart out
I won't be kind
Are you ready for good times'
Hard to bear!
You're steppin' on hory ground
Hord it there!
I'm fading out your horogram -
A phoney toothpaste smire
Remember when you cry cry cry
Your heart out
I did mine