Spite and Malice lyrics

Aces take your time

Queens are left for dead

Jacks can stand in line

And touch themselves instead

Aces take your pity

And keep it warm in bed

Aces take your time

Cut the deck

The queens left for dead

Soft and wet

Scarf tied to the bed

Jack is all tragic

When he stands alone

Feeling demonic harmonic

And in a no-go-zone

You look well suited

Like you came to win

Lust, spite and malice

Your degrees of sin

Cruisin for pity

And looking as pretty as fuck

Ace take your time

'Cause queen wish you luck

Aces take your time

Draw your final breath

Jacks are feeling fine

They've clubbed themselves to death

Aces take your pity

And sleep with it instead

Aces take your time

You can play your card

I'll hold on to mine

Tied up in the reasons

Ace take your time

Looks turn to lovers

Flames into fires

Jack loves his tragedy

Queen her desires

You look well suited

Like you came to win

Lust, spite and malice

Your degrees of sin

Wrap me in your trauma

And I might just give you mine

Queen take your chances

Ace take your time

Dope, guns, fucking in the streets

Revolution

Everything will blow tonight

Either friend or foe tonight

• Artist:Placebo
• Album:Black Market Music (2000)