I'll you a deal, like any other candidate We'll pretend we're home 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even like a street a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up scandals in other
I'm having so fun with the poisonous people Spreading rumors and lies and they made up Some make you sing and some make you One makes you that you'd never been seen But a shop on the corner that's selling pappier mache Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius If you want it, boys, get it here,
So you out of line "I want you! I you! Anyone out there? Any time?" Tres butch number whines, "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here, Well, on the street where you live I not hold up my head For I put all I in another bed
On another floor, in the of a car In the cellar like a church the door ajar Well, I guess we've must be for a different kind But we can't stop 'till we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy knights Who press you on the ground while shaking in
I guess we cruise down one more time you by my side, it should be fine We'll buy some drugs and a band Then jump in the river holding