I'll make you a deal, like any candidate We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your at stake My set is amazing, it smells 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 in other bars
I'm having so fun with the poisonous people Spreading rumors and lies and they made up Some make you and some make you scream One makes you wish that you'd been seen But a shop on the corner that's selling pappier mache bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius clay If you want it, boys, get it here,
So you scream out of "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 it, boys, get it here, thing Well, on the street where you I could not hold up my head For I put all I have in bed
On another floor, in the of a car In the cellar like a church the door ajar Well, I we've must be looking for a different kind But we can't stop trying we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips blood on the young knights Who press you on the ground while in fright
I guess we could cruise down one more With you by my side, it be fine We'll buy some drugs and watch a Then jump in the river holding