G.G. Allin - Fuck the dead
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I fuck the dead, I love em when they re cold
I fuck the dead, I slide my cock through their mold
I fuck the dead, I love em when you re cold
I fuck the dead, I slide my cock through their mold
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Your rotten smell turns me on
I will not admit your gone
I ll lick your lips and eat your maggots too
I ll fuck your ass, your tits and butthole too
I fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
I fuck the dead, I fuck em when they re cold
I fuck the dead, I slide my cock right through their mold
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Fuck the dead, fuck the dead, fuck the dead, I fuck the dead
Inne utwory
No rights I wanna fuck your brains out Assface Blood for you In this room Convulsions Teenage twats Bite it you scum Fuck auorityth Highest power Needle up my cock I wanna piss on you Outskirts of life Cock on the loose Losowe utwory
Shadows dancin slowly on my wall
Moonlight paintin silver to the sound of heartbeats
Magical emotions take control
Knowin we will meet before the night is over
Then I m gonna make you mine, love you till the end of time
Take me to your heaven, hold...
Tocco la realta con la mia scrivania
Tieni il ritmo, dai!
Fra un sigaro ed un caffé
La mai donna si, mi bacia e dice:
Ciao!
A stasera poi guardano la t.v.
Ecco il giorno!
Niente di nuovo tutto intorno
Vado!...
È una notte strana
Che non mi ascolta e non mi ama
Lupa solitaria dove sei?
Tu che porti a spasso
Dentro un sacco i sogni miei
Ridammeli se puoi
È una notta falsa
Troppe stelle che non sanno
Lupa solitaria cosa...
Here, we´re standing at the crossroads
Nothing left inside your eyes
And I cannot bridge the distance
between you and I
I´m shouting a thousand whispers
Right into the night
And here I´m waiting for some echoes from your heart
And I...
Z siłą wodospadu jak Niagara, a nie Calgon
Do podkładu co od razu nim się jaram, pal go
Nie mam jadu i układów, a mam własny żargon
I robię szum jak stado kun, dla mnie to minimum
Idę na żywioł na oślep niekoniecznie
Nie zapłacę szyją jeśli nie działam skutecznie
Ci co nie żyją nie pomylą...