There's Nothing That I Love (But You Come Close) (Sid & Nancy)
from The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century by Teddy Grey
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A look at the joy and love behind the toxic, combustive, and fatal romance of Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungen.
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Well I crawled right out of the scorched earth
With a needle hanging out of my vein
Donned a sneer and a leather jacket
Grew my hair out and chose a new name
God, so lost until I met you
Sidney, hold my hair, I think I’m gonna puke
I will
Well that’s done, now I’m bored
Let’s get ourselves a flat and go break some shite
But Sid, I thought you had a show tonight
I do
It’s never stopped me before
Take me in your arms and hold me close
Kick me to the gutter, buy another dose
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Take me to the places where nobody else goes
Make a cuppa coffee, pour it right on my clothes
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Well the press said we’re a lost cause
But they’re the ones who invited us here
Let’s make out on the toilet, fuck on the floor
I think we forgot to close the bathroom door
It’s cool, I kinda want them to hear
Take me in your arms and hold me close
Tip me on my side if you hear me choke
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Oh and take me to the places where nobody else goes
Smack me in the face, rip my pantyhose
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
We’re harbingers of the great cultural decay
What does that mean?
Oh, it’s something I once heard John say
No, don’t speak his name
All that matters now is you and me
We don’t need drugs
Maybe just a few
I’m your best friend, I can’t live without you
Bass solo!
Ah, right
Oh take me in your arms and hold me close
Ruin my life yeah cancel my shows
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Oh and take me to the places where nobody else goes
Stay with me till we’re dead and decomposed
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love you come close
You come close
Oh, you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
You come close
Oh, you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
With a needle hanging out of my vein
Donned a sneer and a leather jacket
Grew my hair out and chose a new name
God, so lost until I met you
Sidney, hold my hair, I think I’m gonna puke
I will
Well that’s done, now I’m bored
Let’s get ourselves a flat and go break some shite
But Sid, I thought you had a show tonight
I do
It’s never stopped me before
Take me in your arms and hold me close
Kick me to the gutter, buy another dose
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Take me to the places where nobody else goes
Make a cuppa coffee, pour it right on my clothes
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Well the press said we’re a lost cause
But they’re the ones who invited us here
Let’s make out on the toilet, fuck on the floor
I think we forgot to close the bathroom door
It’s cool, I kinda want them to hear
Take me in your arms and hold me close
Tip me on my side if you hear me choke
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Oh and take me to the places where nobody else goes
Smack me in the face, rip my pantyhose
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
We’re harbingers of the great cultural decay
What does that mean?
Oh, it’s something I once heard John say
No, don’t speak his name
All that matters now is you and me
We don’t need drugs
Maybe just a few
I’m your best friend, I can’t live without you
Bass solo!
Ah, right
Oh take me in your arms and hold me close
Ruin my life yeah cancel my shows
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
Oh and take me to the places where nobody else goes
Stay with me till we’re dead and decomposed
There’s nothing that I love but you come close
Nothing that I love you come close
You come close
Oh, you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
You come close
Oh, you come close
Nothing that I love but you come close
credits
from The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century,
released October 22, 2021
There’s Nothing That I Love (But You Come Close):
Teddy Grey - Vocals (Sid), Guitar, Bass
Angie Meller - Vocals (Nancy)
Michael Lepore - Guitar, Bass, Keyboards
Deacon Marrquin - Drums
There’s Nothing That I Love (But You Come Close):
Teddy Grey - Vocals (Sid), Guitar, Bass
Angie Meller - Vocals (Nancy)
Michael Lepore - Guitar, Bass, Keyboards
Deacon Marrquin - Drums
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Teddy Grey New York, New York
Teddy Grey is a New York-based singer/songwriter. Past projects include double concept album "The Great Failed Romances of the Twentieth Century", mixtape "Rock N Roll McDonalds", and the cult independent movie "Garfeld: The Musical (A Garfield Parody)". More classics are on their way. Not rushing em this time. ... more
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