Your future’s where your friendly day<br /> Then it’s coming to feed you in your head<br /> Going slow, you’ll yearn the most<br /> Still it’s coming to fing your holly throat<br /> So let me tease your silver scare <br /> That you’re willing to suck on ’til you sore<br /> Maybe caught the ore request<br /> So then fingers will a shiney home<br /> Slide into you head<br /> Side into your head<br /> I’ll find a way,into your bed<br /> Slide into your head<br /> When the dawn is breaking free<br /> And it’s getting too hard for rellary<br /> Slip and smile your good time here<br /> And u’re felling the lips of care free lives<br /> Everybody upside down<br /> ’Til they’re weeling to take a holy crime<br /> Rolling chicks, the big time here<br /> And I’m willing to spend all this time<br /> Jack knife ginal<br /> Where the jail? (x4)
Compositores: Deborah Ann Dyer (Skin), Martin Ivor Kent (Ace), Richard Keith Lewis (Cass), Mark Richardson ECAD: Obra #35254304