Ralph of London - Hair Shirt Lyrics

Some kind of devil
Must have been hungry
To take a good thing
And make it ugly
No life for the wasted breed
What is it worth?
What will become of me?
Don't think of forgetting
What you spread about
And where are you now?
And what did it come to?
Are you still about
To break on through?
Put on your hair shirt
Come on over
Put on your hair shirt
Come on over now
Among the rubble
Of our history
A broken bubble
Restored to glory
Time made such a fool of me
And where are you now?
And what did it come to?
Are you still about
To break on through?
Some kind of devil
Must have been lonely
To need the comfort
Of someone's only
Those claws took the weight off me
What is it worth
Without a remedy?
Don't think of forgetting
What you spread about
And where are you now?
And what did it come to?
Are you still about
To break on through?