Wake me when it's all over
(Fake it now, fake it right now)
Spank me with the whip of devotion
(Break him down, break him right now)

I am manacled secure
My back is facing the door
I can see nothing but walls and the floor
Chills up and down my spine
I feel bussis galore

Mulct me if you dare
I am aware that the souls of the chartists live only in despair

Wake me when it's all over
(Fake it now, fake it right now)
Spank me with the whip of devotion
(Break him down, break him right now)

Scream and protest though I may
The dominatress, she will have her way
Sudden inertia, lifeless decay
Piteous murmur and flutter
My faculties fade

Mulct me if you dare
I am aware that the souls of the chartists live only in despair

Wake me when it's all over
(Fake it now, fake it right now)
Spank me with the whip of devotion
(Break him down, break him right now)
Wake me when it's all over
(Fake it now, fake it right now)
Spank me with the whip of devotion
(Break him down, break him right now)

Mulct me if you dare
I am aware that the souls of the chartists live only in despair
Mulct me if you dare
I am aware that the souls of the chartists live only in despair


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The Chartist's Soul song meanings
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