Lyrics
the hedons yep, there surely breeding, always someone got just what they're needin
push a button, leg of mutton, feed your face, you fuckin glutton
the feelings yep they're just feeling fine, rum and coke, or a glass of wine
turn on your tits, turn off your mind, tomorrow you could end up blind
oh yeah- if that gets you off well alright- if that gets you off
whatever- ya you know that if tomorrow don't come, at least you had fun
ok, yeah, I'm getting preachy-read some neitzche- all is peachy
truth be told- wish I was you-- blindly do just what you do
buy some perfume- check J. Crew; Burning pink, or powder blue?
worries they are precious few goddam i wish that I was you
plastic tits, newly fit, bad brown acid- took four hits
spastic cream, day-glo dream- hooked you with their magazine
swedish curl, barbie girl- its me and you against the world
gettin by, by gettin high- feed me seymour- I am dry
oh yeah- if that gets you off well alright- if that gets you off
whatever- ya you know that if tomorrow don't come, at least you had fun
it feels good, it tastes good. I like it a lot.
oh yeah- if that gets you off well alright- if that gets you off
whatever- ya you know that if tomorrow don't come, at least you had fun
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