| Song | Slow and Easy |
| Artist | Bulletboys |
| Album | Burning Cats and Amputees |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| With a trash can mouth and a fucked up 'tude | |
| She turned her first trick at twleve | |
| Her veins cold black from a life on smack | |
| Baby she was raised in Hell | |
| I trip 'cuz I really know her well | |
| I dig how quick you try and please me | |
| Nothing I love, more, roll on over I'll refill thee | |
| Slow and easy | |
| Slow and easy | |
| The taste of flesh uh huh | |
| Slow and easy | |
| Has it always been your wet dream | |
| You're lookin' killer on the big screen | |
| Give it to Jimmy Dean | |
| Whoa! | |
| Whoa! |