In the scrotum of your dreams
You turn your first trick for free
Cocktails, catnip and cocaine
I doubt you'll be in the hot rain
Make a thick squeal
When you cop a feel
It rots your gut but that's not enough for you
Induce the red morning sun
I spit on the cock of pa*sion
My heart beating in your head
But I leave coke in the front bed
Sweet honeycomb and lockjaw
Sting like a bee and say aah
Two cats that hung each of our lies
Build it 'cause soon we're more chaste
Tomahawk - Mit Gas
- Birdsong
- Rape This Day
- You Can't Win
- Mayday
- Rotgut
- Capt. Midnight
- Desastre Natural
- When The Stars Begin To Fall
- Harelip
- Harlem Clowns
- Aktion 13F14