(feat. Tricky)
[Note: it begins with Tricky speaking in the background to someone in the studio.]
(i shoulda been a women. i don’t understand why im a man)
[Tricky & Neneh: singing]
had you in me [x4]
in me [x2]
sick of what i feel, sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
im getting sick of what i feel, sick of being real
you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
[Neneh:]
soap on my body’s gonna make me clean,
giving birth makes me scream,
see my light (life?) pass before me as i drown in the shadow under
my
bubble bath,
a forced laugh a forged autograph,
first my body,
now my corpse
i exercise daily…love my sports
i need when i concieve,
i sow seed, i can see no remourse,
[Tricky & Neneh: x2]
i had you in me
had you in me
you in me
in me
me
sick of what i feel
sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
im getiing sick of what i feel
sick of being real
you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
[Tricky:]
im liquid
[Neneh:]
serving speed, self deceit,
i teased you now youre tame,
put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when i steal,
i take from you i hate for you
you fools who feel free (?)
you look like a little somebody looking for something
[Tricky:]
and im still myself [to fade]
