| Song | Bubblegum Sleaze |
| Artist | Must |
| Album | Androgynous Jesus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ireland | |
| Well who am I trying to please | |
| With this bubblegum sleaze | |
| An imposter on the scene | |
| There only air between my ears | |
| Yes there is | |
| I like the difference | |
| Lord knows I needed change | |
| A total getaway | |
| From that opaque head state | |
| To run down the avenue | |
| Naked with my friends | |
| Well it simply turns me on | |
| A bit like Sal with his bongs | |
| Ie accepted that I screwed | |
| And found a whole new altitude | |
| Let the animals loose | |
| I know I have been a bit | |
| Of a shit to be with | |
| But I can stop till I dead | |
| Well how far can you go | |
| Before you revile the staid | |
| Seems an attitude prevails | |
| That loathe to recognize the soul is wild | |
| Deep inside |
| zuo qu : Ireland | |
| Well who am I trying to please | |
| With this bubblegum sleaze | |
| An imposter on the scene | |
| There only air between my ears | |
| Yes there is | |
| I like the difference | |
| Lord knows I needed change | |
| A total getaway | |
| From that opaque head state | |
| To run down the avenue | |
| Naked with my friends | |
| Well it simply turns me on | |
| A bit like Sal with his bongs | |
| I e accepted that I screwed | |
| And found a whole new altitude | |
| Let the animals loose | |
| I know I have been a bit | |
| Of a shit to be with | |
| But I can stop till I dead | |
| Well how far can you go | |
| Before you revile the staid | |
| Seems an attitude prevails | |
| That loathe to recognize the soul is wild | |
| Deep inside |
| zuò qǔ : Ireland | |
| Well who am I trying to please | |
| With this bubblegum sleaze | |
| An imposter on the scene | |
| There only air between my ears | |
| Yes there is | |
| I like the difference | |
| Lord knows I needed change | |
| A total getaway | |
| From that opaque head state | |
| To run down the avenue | |
| Naked with my friends | |
| Well it simply turns me on | |
| A bit like Sal with his bongs | |
| I e accepted that I screwed | |
| And found a whole new altitude | |
| Let the animals loose | |
| I know I have been a bit | |
| Of a shit to be with | |
| But I can stop till I dead | |
| Well how far can you go | |
| Before you revile the staid | |
| Seems an attitude prevails | |
| That loathe to recognize the soul is wild | |
| Deep inside |