On Holy Ground
Still pain is all you feel
A piece of meat that hardly breathes
Still much a human being
Forcing his way into your ass
John Wayne Gacy is near
Flesh will rip and bloody will flow
This death comes in your rear
One of 33 Something
All who were raped and bled
The last thing you will ever hear
before your fucking dead is...
Drink my cum, take my rum
Blooded hole, twisted soul
Eat my shit, suck my dick
Writhe in pain and die insane
With every breath inhale the stench
of lubrication shit and swe
Dangerous Type
Can I touch you, are you out of touch?
I guess I never noticed that much
geranium lover, I'm live on your wire
Come and take me, whoever you are
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight
Inside angel, always upset
Keeps on forgetting that we ever met
Can I bring you out in the light?
My curiosity's got me tonight
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight
Museum directors with high shaking heads
They kick white shadows until they play dead
They wanna crack your crossword smile
Can I take you out for a while, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight, tonight
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight, tonight
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight, tonight
She's a lot like you
She's a lot like you
Come on and hold me tight, tonight
She's a lot like you
The dangerous type
She's a lot like you