Lyrics The Wildhearts

The Wildhearts

John Of Violence

When the people ceased to cheer for John Of Violence

He resigned to spend his time in a tomb of silence

And when he struck out for the third and final time

On lifeline number nine

There was nothing left to be unafraid of

And moments from the bridge

Payback is a bitch

And you never know until you’re falling

Just how far that is

Keeping to the plan

Things got out of hand

And his taste for flesh was nothing else

Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence

John Of Violence

When you feed a demon alcohol and sedatives

The amnesia that kills regret is relative

To the sum of the sins that you’re trying to forget

Once the reputation's set

As one man thinks it uncool to remember

And moments from the bridge

Payback is a bitch

And you never know until you're falling

Just how far that is

Keeping to the plan

Things got out of hand

And his taste for flesh was nothing else

Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence

And moments from the bridge

Payback is a bitch

And you never know until you're falling

Just how far that is

Keeping to the plan

Things got out of hand

And his taste for flesh was nothing else

Than biting feeding hands

And moments from the bridge

Payback is a bitch

And his taste for flesh was nothing else

Than biting feeding hands and tasting silence