Skintrade Lyrics by Bob Mould

Skintrade

Floodlight, arizona / the fire trucks rush in
Double wide double bed / specks of ceiling paint fall off the tin
And theyre standing by / brow begins to moisten as you take
Another hotshot to stiff you up / the room is spinning now

Thats it, man / inhibitions fall by the wayside
Happy man / you dont care whats happening
To you now, its all one big blur of lights and action
Later on, you find out
Youve been had, youve been tricked, youre exposed, youve got it

Made in the skin trade with your heavy head and heart, you fall apart
And the hole in your arm wont heal the pain youre feeling
Made in the skin trade, darling / every stitch of you has been revealed
And theres nothing left to conceal

Hemispheres so high and mighty / velveteen and chalk delight
Youve become the new obsession of everyone that youve caressed
But you cant tell who recognizes you / cant tell who knows your face
Cant tell anything, cant tell anyone what youve done, youve got it

Made in the skin trade with your heavy head and heart, you fall apart
And the hole in your arm wont heal the pain youre feeling
Made in the skin trade, darling / every stitch of you has been revealed
And theres nothing left to conceal