Rogue - Ashton Nyte

Turning on the power at quarter to 3

Breaking up the hold of another routine

You haven’t got a reason, not even a clue

Screaming like a banshee 'cos it’s what you do

And your make-up's done just like the girl in vogue

And you’re telling all the boys you’re such a rogue

It’s just another night on the surgeon’s table

The need to come clean has been disabled

Voodoo on the jukebox — the devil’s routine

Beating at the faces staring back from the screen

You haven’t even eaten for a day or two

And sado-masochism doesn’t look good on you

And you’ve got all the words to stop the show

And you’re telling all the boys you’re such a rogue

It’s just another night on the surgeon’s table

The need to come clean has been disabled

And now you’re such a rogue