(trecho)
Rancid skin, rancid blouse
Filthy mouth, Minnie Mouse
[?] , warming stream
From the [?] where god, Threw
Her teeth, The last rancid girl
In a rancid world, And I don't seem
To mind, [?] around with yourself
Can you belong, to someone else?
With your [?] , and your hand

Future is so, uncertain
The last rancid girl
In a rancid world, And I don't seem
Seem to mind
[?] , thank your [?]
[?] , your place [?]
[?] , to hell and back
[?] trust in [?]

Keep your pride, on
Yourself. Just claim, it
Belongs, to [?]
The last rancid girl
In a rancid world, I don't
Seem, seem to mind