作曲 : Watts | |
Get your PVCs around your knees | |
I’m the pig | |
I’m the preacher | |
Get dirty, I’ll teach you | |
Throw your pearls before this swine | |
Loose lips melted mine | |
Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
I’ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
Gorged, sucked, and ****ed some more | |
I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
Screaming for a guy to take control | |
I’m dressing, caressing, leavin’, believin’ | |
Forget it, regret it, please | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
My deed is where the dirt is | |
My home is where the hurt is | |
Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
You're appealing, I’m appalling | |
I keep weepin’, I keep crawlin’ | |
This wedlock is my deadlock | |
Ripped so wide, there’s nothing inside | |
And I sold out years ago | |
Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
I dress each day with the finest | |
Got a a shit-filled grin to kiss your face | |
Lick your body from toe to head | |
Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
Kiss my lover's severed head | |
Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
No balls, no brains | |
Just a bunch of broken veins | |
I’ll **** all you hogs | |
Suck all you harlots | |
I’m the last, the pig of starlets | |
Lets rid it for a reason nothin’ to the wise | |
Sweatin’ for a high that your ass can’t buy | |
Your ass can’t buy | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
Told you before, every hole’s a goal | |
Now you ignore, you're outta control | |
You messed up, now you better fess up | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow |
zuo qu : Watts | |
Get your PVCs around your knees | |
I' m the pig | |
I' m the preacher | |
Get dirty, I' ll teach you | |
Throw your pearls before this swine | |
Loose lips melted mine | |
Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
I' ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
Gorged, sucked, and ed some more | |
I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
Screaming for a guy to take control | |
I' m dressing, caressing, leavin', believin' | |
Forget it, regret it, please | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
My deed is where the dirt is | |
My home is where the hurt is | |
Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
You' re appealing, I' m appalling | |
I keep weepin', I keep crawlin' | |
This wedlock is my deadlock | |
Ripped so wide, there' s nothing inside | |
And I sold out years ago | |
Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
I dress each day with the finest | |
Got a a shitfilled grin to kiss your face | |
Lick your body from toe to head | |
Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
Kiss my lover' s severed head | |
Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
No balls, no brains | |
Just a bunch of broken veins | |
I' ll all you hogs | |
Suck all you harlots | |
I' m the last, the pig of starlets | |
Lets rid it for a reason nothin' to the wise | |
Sweatin' for a high that your ass can' t buy | |
Your ass can' t buy | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
Told you before, every hole' s a goal | |
Now you ignore, you' re outta control | |
You messed up, now you better fess up | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow |
zuò qǔ : Watts | |
Get your PVCs around your knees | |
I' m the pig | |
I' m the preacher | |
Get dirty, I' ll teach you | |
Throw your pearls before this swine | |
Loose lips melted mine | |
Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
I' ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
Gorged, sucked, and ed some more | |
I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
Screaming for a guy to take control | |
I' m dressing, caressing, leavin', believin' | |
Forget it, regret it, please | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
My deed is where the dirt is | |
My home is where the hurt is | |
Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
You' re appealing, I' m appalling | |
I keep weepin', I keep crawlin' | |
This wedlock is my deadlock | |
Ripped so wide, there' s nothing inside | |
And I sold out years ago | |
Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
I dress each day with the finest | |
Got a a shitfilled grin to kiss your face | |
Lick your body from toe to head | |
Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
Kiss my lover' s severed head | |
Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
No balls, no brains | |
Just a bunch of broken veins | |
I' ll all you hogs | |
Suck all you harlots | |
I' m the last, the pig of starlets | |
Lets rid it for a reason nothin' to the wise | |
Sweatin' for a high that your ass can' t buy | |
Your ass can' t buy | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
Told you before, every hole' s a goal | |
Now you ignore, you' re outta control | |
You messed up, now you better fess up | |
I need a little foreplay | |
I need a little more pay | |
I need a little flashback | |
I need a little cash back | |
I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
The closer we go | |
I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow |