Тексты песен «Pig»

(remix lyrics coming) Don't you know what you could do for me With one thin rope? Don't you know what you could do for me With one more stroke? Don't you know what your heaving breath Does for this burnt swelling flesh?...

One barren furrow to plough It hurts and then how Well I got the time But I ain't got the temper Soak me in sweat The sin the glitter Your secret is senseless The noose is a necklace Salambo Salambo Salambo P I...

Doubting, trying Not to look at the face if the man who is dying To look for the face of the man who is lying The ambler gambler is low and loaded His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul I hear the cries My body lies...

Satanic panic Satanic panic The pigs healthy The pigs fine Killing Masturbates and Fuels Dreams of Mine This pigs healthy This pigs fine Killing Masturbates and Fuels Dreams of Mine Satanic...

Tonight - take all of this, get drunk Tonight - I wish, you will, I aim, you'll kill Tonight Tonight - you cut the heart of hurt Tonight - inside, denied, I'll wash in you Never hear me Never see me Never near me Never...

Save, save, save, save, save, save, save, save Save, save, save, save, save, save, save, save Save, save, save, save, save, save, save, save Save, save, save, save, save, save, save, save Save, save, save, save, save,...

I know, I live off things you give Eighteen carrots, what does it take? Come on girl, make my day Dislocate me, desecrate me, masturbate me, celebrate me I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this...

This is the greasy aroma The broken wreck I see the twisted hope, Strung around your neck. This hopeless dream, The sorted stream, I whisper once again, Pray for the end. *YOUR SECRET SKIN WILL SHELTER ME YOUR SECRET...

This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my...

Young lips drink deeply on the bitter waters of hate Suspicion and despair Those lungs choked on the stale stench of poison and decay Oh Lord don't give me what I deserve Give me something I need Don't give me what I...

Sitting in my box, waiting for you I peep through the slits and I feel myself Breathing tight, I'm getting hard But it's nice and dark for the things that I do I sweat in my cassock When I hear you words Tell your sins...

Sitting in my box, waiting for you I peep through the slits and I feel myself Breathing tight, I'm getting hard But it's nice and dark for the things that I do I sweat in my cassock When I hear you words Tell your sins...

I woke up in a cold sweat Wriggling and writhing... a man in the net Take the bit in the teeth... put the gun in the hand There ain't no judge this is no man's land It's Sick City Sick City Sick City's got seven sins...

I woke up in a cold sweat Wriggling and writhing... a man in the net Take the bit in the teeth... put the gun in the hand There aint no judge this is no man's land It's Sick City Sick City Sick City's got seven sins No...

Once twice sometimes thrice I come for you with a stanley knife Nicely nicely come on excite me I wanna feel your metal slice me Feel defile oh so dumb I see you hurt now here I come I'm silent I'm violent be still...

I never knew... I never knew Sweat and sour sweet and empty Never knew how I felt till I tried Never knew what I felt 'till I cried Never knew what I could do 'till I lied lied lied 'Cos it's sweet and empty This is...

I see evil... I hear... evil I see evil... I hear... evil My child... my love... my child I wanna be more than I am I wanna give more than I can I wanna let you live your life Though day is over and it is night Through...

Bodyhammer Bodyhammer Brain burn smoulder Soft head hard shoulder I've eaten dirt from the shakin' shiver boys I hid the hurts and my yellow liver voice The night stick beats the prayer and the poise My skin flicks at...

Who's cooking at the stake tonight? Is it the black, yellow, the red or the white? The majority's meat is the minority's poison So you keep your head down and run with the boys on A phalanx of phallic power and contempt...

I'm riding on prime slime baby Hoeing my row give me gas to grow I'm sired on sin suckled on gin Now I'm breaking hands not breaking bread You've got lips, hips, filter tips This is the time of hails and nails You read...