Barry Adamson - Cold Comfort lyrics

High rise fall to ground Nuclear sun sets down Wounded full of fear Pa** the salt my dear You try to squeeze juice from a dry piece of fruit Play your hand right but nothing will suit Left in the lurch with nothing to boot Sugar babe Sugar babe? Down and run the bend Everyone your friend s** to save your soul Thank your God less whole You take an infinite thirst to the emptiest well The sickness don't budge, the fever won't quell Your cell mate is free, your soul mate's in Hell Sugar babe Sugar babe? Hopes in front out back Watch them fold then crack You just kissed the sky With your last goodbye Sugar babe?