Released on 1985

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You rue my words drove me mad

Kicked me in the dust

Talking love you cut up my clothes

Told me to behave and trust

A little bell came as no surprise

You flash with sunshine in your eyes

But I was there when you were burning your Jews

I knew

And I know

A dying dog never makes a sound

But noise was all I had

To try and make it clear to you

I didn't understand

In dreams you hit away in a battle dress

Your temperature's rising, your brain's a mess

You'd kill another bastard if it meant success

You'd even sell your mother just to make the press

I'm sorry I fell for you

But I was spinning around

I'm sorry I fell for you

But I was Waterloo Bound

I'm sorry I fell for you

But I was spinning around

I'm sorry I fell for you

But I was Waterloo Bound

You want a man, you want a strong boy

See these bloody hands are shaking

And completely off the horse

It doesn't really matter what you had in mind

'Cause you see I'm the Waterloo kind

I'm sorry I died for you

But I was spinning around

I'm sorry I died for you

But I was Waterloo Bound

I'm sorry I died for you

But I was spinning around

I'm sorry I died for you

But I was Waterloo Bound