Sex Sells (Acoustic) Anvil Cat

[Verse 1]
You think he'd realise
But he's infatuated with ideals
Of possessions and far-flung social policies
His daddy works on the Council
The missus loves a silver spoon
Swore she'd never kiss a Tory
But this boy was too good to lose
And I'll listen carefully
With ears pressed to the floor
As you make your way downstairs
You haven't got far to fall
Now it's red, now it's dead
Now it's everything she needed
Now it's four open doors
Pillows pressed under your knees
Now it's a sad, sappy sucker
To ensure happy ending

[Chorus]
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know shе's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
Thеy say sex sells, I know that
I've been scared of sleeping with the lights on
Know she's not there, I know she's going to his flat
A Capricorn, oh, fuck that
They say sex sells, I know that