Cheap cut satin and bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Teased up by a strip cartoon
Laughing up your sleeve
Sniggering in your beer

He´d seen the bottom of a lot of glasses
But he´d never seen love so near
He´d seen love get so expensive
But he´d never seen love get so dear

Now I know that you´re all King Horse
Between tenderness and brute force [Repeat]

She can turn upon a sixpence in the mouth and trousers set
Hit the till, bring the bill, never spill a sip
And still she knows the kind of tip that she is gonna get
A lot of loose exchanges, precious little respect
When it´s someone else´s weekend
That´s the best you can expect

Now I know that you´re all King Horse

Between tenderness and brute force [Repeat]

So fond of the fabric
So fond of fabrication
From comic books to tragic
Through the heart of complications

Meanwhile back in some secluded spot
He says ´will you please?´ and she says ´stop´
If I ever lose this good thing that I´ve got
I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight
Cause I knew that song so long before we met
That it means much more than it might

Now I know that you´re all King Horse
Between tenderness and brute force [Repeat]