Pure, White, & Deadly / Pure White And Deadly

Steve Kilbey

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Jan. 16, 2019]

Pure, white and deadly is my love
Oh, like a vicious knife she'll cut ya and hurt ya and ruin your life
Oh, like a plunging scar she'll jump in your brain and desex your heart
Swap you up and swab you up and lick your wounds when the bleeding starts

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or dream her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan

Pure, white and deadly is my fear
Oh, like an angry man, lash her and slash her, and spoonfeed you sound
Oh, like a shooting star you'll fall out of sight and desex your eyes
Make him scream, make her dream, with a pack of lies

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or dream her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan

Pure, white and deadly is my death
Oh, like an acid burn, hurting and flirting, always nearer your turn
In another day, in another year, like a dog at your throat
Tuning your voice, leave you no choice, there's no suicide note

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or dream her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan

 

Pure, White, & Deadly (Alt Version)

[added Jan. 16, 2019]

Pure, white and deadly is my love
Oh, like a vicious knife she'll cut ya and hurt ya and ruin your life
Oh, like a plunging scar she'll jump in your arm and desex your heart
Swap you up and swab you up and lick your wounds when the bleeding starts

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or drink her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan

Pure, white and deadly is my fear
Like an angry man, lash her and slash her, and spoonfeed you sound
Oh, like a shooting star you'll fall out of sight and desex your eyes
Make you scream, make you dream, with a pack of lies

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or drink her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan

Pure, white and deadly is my death
Oh, like an acid burn, hurting and flirting, always nearer your turn
In another day, in another year, like a dog at your throat
Tuning your voice, leaves you no choice, there's no suicide note

It doesn't matter if you shoot her or drink her
It doesn't matter if she's a girl or a man
It doesn't matter if you buy her or steal her
She's Christine Keeler, she's Peter Pan