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

    Take me to your heaven

    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...

    Il treno va

    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!...

    Sento

    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...

    Echoes from your heart

    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...

    Minimum

    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...