Better keep your big mouth shut
All I see are snapshots, big shots
Curiosity didn't kill the cat
I don't mean to be
No backbone, blood and guts
All I see are snapshots, big shots
Pretty words
Than a booby prize
Hep cats in dog tags
A soldier with a dirty rifle
Just cartoons and titter tatter
And a jealous voice
'Til you don't know what's what
You don't know what you got
I don't mean to be
Don't mean much anymore
But there's not much choice
Got back to London
Surprise, surprise
Millions murdered for a kiss me quick hat
Picked a paper from the man
Tender spots, mug shots, machine slots
Tender spots, machine slots, mug shots
Pretty words don't
You don't know what you got
'Til you don't know what's what
Mean much anymore
Fat cats and army brats
Well, well, fancy that
That hold the hinges of my life
Is there something wrong perhaps?
You don't know what you got
Mean much anymore
Running after curious men
It was a poisoned pen
No words of consolation
Pawing over girly mags
Civil disobedience from
What's going on precisely
Between a cruel mouth
Mean much anymore
You're loosening all the screws
Curious women
It's more like a booby trap
