| 作曲 : Watts | |
| Get your PVCs around your knees | |
| I’m the pig | |
| I’m the preacher | |
| Get dirty, I’ll teach you | |
| Throw your pearls before this swine | |
| Loose lips melted mine | |
| Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
| Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
| I’ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
| Gorged, sucked, and ****ed some more | |
| I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
| Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
| Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
| Screaming for a guy to take control | |
| I’m dressing, caressing, leavin’, believin’ | |
| Forget it, regret it, please | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
| My deed is where the dirt is | |
| My home is where the hurt is | |
| Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
| Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
| You're appealing, I’m appalling | |
| I keep weepin’, I keep crawlin’ | |
| This wedlock is my deadlock | |
| Ripped so wide, there’s nothing inside | |
| And I sold out years ago | |
| Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
| I dress each day with the finest | |
| Got a a shit-filled grin to kiss your face | |
| Lick your body from toe to head | |
| Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
| Kiss my lover's severed head | |
| Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
| No balls, no brains | |
| Just a bunch of broken veins | |
| I’ll **** all you hogs | |
| Suck all you harlots | |
| I’m the last, the pig of starlets | |
| Lets rid it for a reason nothin’ to the wise | |
| Sweatin’ for a high that your ass can’t buy | |
| Your ass can’t buy | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow | |
| I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
| I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
| Told you before, every hole’s a goal | |
| Now you ignore, you're outta control | |
| You messed up, now you better fess up | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she’s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she’s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I’m getting tired, my death’s too slow |
| zuo qu : Watts | |
| Get your PVCs around your knees | |
| I' m the pig | |
| I' m the preacher | |
| Get dirty, I' ll teach you | |
| Throw your pearls before this swine | |
| Loose lips melted mine | |
| Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
| Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
| I' ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
| Gorged, sucked, and ed some more | |
| I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
| Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
| Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
| Screaming for a guy to take control | |
| I' m dressing, caressing, leavin', believin' | |
| Forget it, regret it, please | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| My deed is where the dirt is | |
| My home is where the hurt is | |
| Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
| Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
| You' re appealing, I' m appalling | |
| I keep weepin', I keep crawlin' | |
| This wedlock is my deadlock | |
| Ripped so wide, there' s nothing inside | |
| And I sold out years ago | |
| Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
| I dress each day with the finest | |
| Got a a shitfilled grin to kiss your face | |
| Lick your body from toe to head | |
| Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
| Kiss my lover' s severed head | |
| Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| No balls, no brains | |
| Just a bunch of broken veins | |
| I' ll all you hogs | |
| Suck all you harlots | |
| I' m the last, the pig of starlets | |
| Lets rid it for a reason nothin' to the wise | |
| Sweatin' for a high that your ass can' t buy | |
| Your ass can' t buy | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
| I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
| Told you before, every hole' s a goal | |
| Now you ignore, you' re outta control | |
| You messed up, now you better fess up | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow |
| zuò qǔ : Watts | |
| Get your PVCs around your knees | |
| I' m the pig | |
| I' m the preacher | |
| Get dirty, I' ll teach you | |
| Throw your pearls before this swine | |
| Loose lips melted mine | |
| Vicious, vivid, Venus fine | |
| Sumptuous joy, so sublime | |
| I' ve toured, whored, been ignored | |
| Gorged, sucked, and ed some more | |
| I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper | |
| Hold me slowly, almost felt holy | |
| Way down, baby, get out of my hole | |
| Screaming for a guy to take control | |
| I' m dressing, caressing, leavin', believin' | |
| Forget it, regret it, please | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| My deed is where the dirt is | |
| My home is where the hurt is | |
| Baptized in a sewer of swine | |
| Capsized in the chaos of crime | |
| You' re appealing, I' m appalling | |
| I keep weepin', I keep crawlin' | |
| This wedlock is my deadlock | |
| Ripped so wide, there' s nothing inside | |
| And I sold out years ago | |
| Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake | |
| I dress each day with the finest | |
| Got a a shitfilled grin to kiss your face | |
| Lick your body from toe to head | |
| Where it always leads to your silken bed | |
| Kiss my lover' s severed head | |
| Thank the lord for my daily bread | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| No balls, no brains | |
| Just a bunch of broken veins | |
| I' ll all you hogs | |
| Suck all you harlots | |
| I' m the last, the pig of starlets | |
| Lets rid it for a reason nothin' to the wise | |
| Sweatin' for a high that your ass can' t buy | |
| Your ass can' t buy | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow | |
| I dig my toes into the numbness of your life | |
| I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife | |
| Told you before, every hole' s a goal | |
| Now you ignore, you' re outta control | |
| You messed up, now you better fess up | |
| I need a little foreplay | |
| I need a little more pay | |
| I need a little flashback | |
| I need a little cash back | |
| I got the beauty, she' s my beast | |
| Looks like a leper but she' s my priest | |
| The closer we go | |
| I' m getting tired, my death' s too slow |