Text: Ian Hunter. Welcome to the Club. Bastard [Live].

Vestal Virginia, ain't got a bad thought in you
You're a bastard
Mean as a killer, instinct that's within you
You're a bastard

Laughs like a drain and it messes up my brain
'Cos you know I like the pain of never knowing
Space cow I'll chew the bad blood running through ya
Kiss you as you hit the floor 'cos you don't even know
That you're a bastard

There's a crisis in the kitchen but that don't stop you bitchin'
You're a bastard
You got that Yellowjacket touch with the stings that hurt so much
You're such a bastard

Flirting in the shadows, aiming all those little arrows,
You're as shallow as the gallows you got me in to, yeah
Voodoo dolls gonna line the room, handcuffs glinting in the gloom
One day you'll find that hidden door inside everyone screams
That you're a bastard, you're such a

[Incomprehensible]

You twist me 'til I'm lame then you spin the coin again
You're such a bastard
You're naturally perverse, you ain't even gotta rehearse
You're such a bastard

Fly like a witch, without running in some pitch
Why don't you break the switch that takes me over?
My prison is your brain, your prisoner's insane
You got all the keys, you can break the chains
But you don't even take the blame, you bastard

(Bastard, bastard)
I'm enjoying that lately
You know just the beginnings
(Bastard)

The agony and the ecstasy meeting at the middle of my mouth
The agony and the ecstasy can't spit it out, [Incomprehensible]
Sometimes on a rainy day I draw you to hope for love
(Bastard)