The Reputation

The Stars Of Amateur Hour

The Reputation


Sometimes recovering takes half a day
Then lips get red the lights go down and all the kiddies come out to play

Well just a little skin 
it keeps them coming back 
For just a little sin 
it's how you look not how you act 

A drunken sprawl reclaims these streets most every night 
To search and destroy a chosen few who thought they might get out alive 

Well just a little skin 
it keeps them coming back 
For just a little sin 
hey no matter what price it exacts 

You pay your dues on battered lips and broken themes 
Your little scenes played out in bars 
Well welcome to the grownup world it's time you learned We are the stars of amateur 
hour 

A certain inept licentiousness an artless Gluttony for squalid nights and heated promises 
Well just a little skin but it brings us crawling back For just a little sin 
yeah we all want it like that