those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
(what they say?)
that the bird in my chest was dead
but that's never, never, never...
she ain't my thug no more
ain't no kind of killer
and she could break 'em off as she damn well please
just as long as she brings it home to me
and it's still hot
can you touch what I'm saying? (ssss...)
it's like - oo ee ee - did Shuggie do it yet?
(no, wait)
those with the golden axe have tried to tell me
(tell you what?)
that the sex in my walk was cotton soft
but that's never, never, never...
with the question marks in my eye
and your strange name pressed to our lips
we arrived at number 11
so charged and ready for slavery
I won't take the stage straight
understand: under capes with dirty cock dragons
I wanna put out so bad, but something bad said
the kid's probably right
are you deflating at the question?
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
(okay...)
ooo, ooo, ooo
now that the parachute has opened
well, don't it make you feel good?
be careful how you touch me
my body is an earthquake ready to recieve you
mind's making gracious
metals for my soldiers
let's be like strangers touching for the first time
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comskeletal lamping
the controller sphere
false priest