Future Of The Left
앨범 : Travels with Myself and Another (Explicit Ver.)

God damn it's gonna rain
I only brought my socks
The night might hide my shame
But she won't dry my bones
The spell that brought me here
Dissipated when the weather turned
Yeah sure, Satan rules but
that doesn't mean I can't be practical
What kind of orgy leaves a sense of deeper love
What kind of orgy leaves a sense of deeper love
You need Satan more than he needs you
You need Satan more than he needs you
God damn it, what's the time
The babysitter needs a lift by nine
What's with that fucking kid
Now who will wax my crucifix
My girlfriend brought me here
I gotta get her on the telephone
Clean up, fetch the goat
Every summer he can travel in the boot
What kind of orgy leaves a sense of deeper love
What kind of orgy leaves a sense of deeper love
You need Satan more than he needs you
You need Satan more than he needs you
It doesn't look like a man
It doesn't talk like a man
But does it fuck like a man
Does it, does it fuck like a man
It doesn't smell like a man
It doesn't taste like a man
But does it fuck like a man
Does it, does it fuck like a man