Such The Fool

(album: The Trees Are Dead & Dried Out, Wait For Something Wild - 2003)

Paint your face, cover the black heads
Short top, bulging up your saggy tits
Cut your skirt just a little bit shorter,
Don't you wanna?
Toilet paper, going down your top
Do ever think about, bringing out some condoms
When you aim to go out and get fucked
Fucked all night long

Wearing no un-der-wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck me.

Everybody here comes in your face
You're wanting everybody looking on in your direction
Have you looked at your skin complexion
How could I ever put my dick in you?
Bitching erected muscle licking
Think I'd rather be choking my chicken
Do you ever think about who you're fucking,
Fucked all night long

And I see
That you don't want to be safe
Protection gets in your way
I don't want this disease
So...

Sucking off in the toilet
That door has, your name, written on it
You fuck there more every night now
Everything in town.
Semen, dripping from your eyelids
Running down your cheek you're rancid.
Tattooed insert across your lips
I am disgusted.

Wearing no un-der-wear
To slip it in and bang bang
And tattooed on her butt cheeks
Fuck me.

Everybody here comes in your face
Your wanting everybody looking on for your attention
When you fuck is there still sensation
How many men have been in you
Bitching erected muscle licking
Think I'd rather be choking my chicken
Do you ever think about who your fucking,
Fucked all night long

And I see
That you don't want to be safe
There's nothing in the way
I don't want this disease
So...

So what do you do?
Go out and get fucked by ten different men
Then go and brag to your friends
Do you think that makes you a better person?
Please tell me what you were like as a virgin

Just an easy whore,
Open the door and come in,
Let the transmitting begin.

I bet you laugh at them thinking they got lucky
Do you ever think about the people you're fucking

May as well strap an advert to your back saying
Fuck Me, Free Disease
Stupefied Bitch
Open Legs
Insert Quick
Philosophy of a slut

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I see that you don't want to be safe
You're on a carousel with no horses
You just slide up and down on the poles

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