Panda eyes stare back from the mirror
As black as the walls of your room
You've plastered them with sickening images
Of doom and gloom
You've turned into a teenage monster
The black lipped nihilism deal
Disruptions in the music lesson
From an avant garde glockenspiel
You used to be a sweet thing
But now you've gone insane
With legs like Siouxie & the Banshees
And hair like Honey Bane
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
So Now we have to call you Pandora
As you parade around the house
In stockings and a swastika garter
And a seethrough blouse
You've become a manifestation
Of everything we feared
A loose affiliation of Harpies
Perverse, sullen and weird
You used to be a sweet kid
But what went wrong?
Now we hardly recognise you -
What's happened to our John??
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
Robert Swipe - Hot Gossip Lyrics
Robert Swipe - Hot Gossip Lyrics
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Panda eyes stare back from the mirror
As black as the walls of your room
You've plastered them with sickening images
Of doom and gloom
You've turned into a teenage monster
The black lipped nihilism deal
Disruptions in the music lesson
From an avant garde glockenspiel
You used to be a sweet thing
But now you've gone insane
With legs like Siouxie & the Banshees
And hair like Honey Bane
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
So Now we have to call you Pandora
As you parade around the house
In stockings and a swastika garter
And a seethrough blouse
You've become a manifestation
Of everything we feared
A loose affiliation of Harpies
Perverse, sullen and weird
You used to be a sweet kid
But what went wrong?
Now we hardly recognise you -
What's happened to our John??
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
As black as the walls of your room
You've plastered them with sickening images
Of doom and gloom
You've turned into a teenage monster
The black lipped nihilism deal
Disruptions in the music lesson
From an avant garde glockenspiel
You used to be a sweet thing
But now you've gone insane
With legs like Siouxie & the Banshees
And hair like Honey Bane
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
So Now we have to call you Pandora
As you parade around the house
In stockings and a swastika garter
And a seethrough blouse
You've become a manifestation
Of everything we feared
A loose affiliation of Harpies
Perverse, sullen and weird
You used to be a sweet kid
But what went wrong?
Now we hardly recognise you -
What's happened to our John??
Hot Gossip on your mind
Brass in your pocket
Pandora's box is opening
And how we wish
How we wish
How we wish
We wish that we could lock it
Writer: Robert Swipe
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