Break down, turn it around
Hear the sound of laceration
The suffocating, devastating roaring of crowds
Dealing with the same vile people, same old bores
Get your head caught in revolving doors

Perfume, make-up,
it’s a joke
Crucifixion in stiletto heels
Muscles and conversation,
it’s a joke
Hatred forges nerve of steel

Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights

Taking off the city harness
Throw up in the kitchen sink
Cut while shaving, smashed the mirror
Longing for another drink
Strange surroundings always drive me
up the fire escape

Perfume, make-up,
it’s a joke
Crucifixion in stiletto heels
Muscles and conversation,
it’s a joke
Hatred forges nerve of steel

Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights

Perfume, make-up,
it’s a joke
Crucifixion in stiletto heels
Muscles and conversation,
it’s a joke
Hatred forges nerve of steel

Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights

Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights
Choke the days and drown the nights



Song name Choke
Artist A Split-Second
Album ...From the Inside
Track number 4
Year 1988