lirik lagu pt grimm the dead puppies - enter, prize lolita & expose yourself to kids (live)
hey, can we get some f-cking water up here? now, -clears throat- now, what i was trying to say before i was so rudely interrupted is does anybody have a f-cking watch on and can tell me what time it is? 12:10. so technically it is sunday, so we should all pray. everybody get on your knees. they say the more people you have praying, the more god will hear you. c’mon, it’s not that dirty. get on your knees. c’mon, it’s ok. get on your f-cking knees. even you, bartender, come on! all right, that’s enough. you ready? everybody repeat after me. put you hands together. don’t repeat that, just put your hands together. ok, you ready? dear god. f-ck osama bin laden, and f-ck george w. bush, too. f-ck afghanistan, f-ck the taliban, and f-ck the white house, too! and especially, f-ck all the wrinkled, rotten bellied, senior citizens, who have been boring us to death on cn-f-cking-n! arise. amen. hey, can we get some f-cking water up here before we p-ss out? feel free to spit on us, too. c’mon, more! show me all your f-cking hatred, c’mon. weak, weak weak. -music starts- this song is dedicated to my elementary school girlfriend and the first time she said those three magic words: don’t hurt me.
lolita, where are you? open this
f-cking door right now. i’m out
here, you’re in there, and i’m
coming down upon you. her bl–dy
v-g-n- stained my sheets, prance
and dance in parade of a criminal,
hang them outside for the neighbors
to see. accursed taboos tresp-ss
festivity.
low, low, low, low. low! low!
low! low!
what was my name? we evolved
from reptiles.
worship her perfection, intimate
selection, copulate and save her,
fornicate and maim her. the child
is resembling all i want of trembling,
carnally defending, seducing and
offending nature.
lolita, relax now, close your eyes
and open up. i’m in you, beside
you, but never meant to hurt you.
her famous rejection stained my
soul, bury a hole to protect a
pedophile. in the backyard no one
ever suspects, a dozen little bodies
hidden everywhere.
low, low, low, low. low! low!
low! low!
what was my name? we evolved
from reptiles.
worship her perfection, intimate
selection, copulate and save her,
fornicate and maim her. the child
is resembling all i want of trembling,
carnally defending, seducing and
offending nature.
let’s f-ck some kids. they can’t
say no. molest them now before they
grow up. threaten them with oral
s-x. expose yourself to incest.
it’s alright to expose yourself
to kids. do it now before they
grow up and it’s too late. find
an elementary school at recess
time. pull your p-ck-r out in
front of them and m-st-rb-t-!
i wanna do it. it’s time to f-cking clap, kids, like this. ok, good beat. good! keep going, keep going, keep it up. i need a drink. how the f-ck do you expect them to be on beat if you’re not on beat!? you guys hot and thirsty? p-ss that around. ok, you ready? here we go.
suck on a little healer’s crack.
hold ’em down, they can’t fight
back. hold ’em down, they can’t
fight back. child abuse is on
my mind. your little kids i’m
sure to find.
it’s alright to expose yourself
to kids. do it now before they
grow up and it’s too late. before
they grow up and they’ll be too old.
find an elementary school at recess
time. pull your p-ck-r out in
front of them and m-st-rb-t-.
ooohhhhhh. wait, the song ended. oh, sh-t.
you know where we’re at now? the part of the set that your mommies and daddies probably hate. see, usually what i do is i ask people to give me…you’re not wearing a shirt. your t-ts are exposed. hold on. somebody’s asking you a question. what’d he say? did he want you to put your t-ts away? why? is he your brother or dad or something? t-ts are good! well, anyway, usually what i ask people to do around this time in the set-hey, if you keep talking, i can’t. -music plays- shut up! stop that! i’m talking! that was very rude of you. listen! i ask people to give us their pants! to let go. to stop trying to control fate. to give up and give us their f-cking pants, because it doesn’t matter if you go home at all, much less if you go home in pants. but, everytime we do this, we only get a few pairs of pants, up to 30. so what i’m going to ask you to do is to take your pants off and hold them in your right hand. everybody with f-cking b-lls that doesn’t give a f-ck take your f-cking pants off. there’s one. oh, there’s a-isn’t your dad here, little girl? why are your t-ts exposed if your dad is here? you have a really cool dad. remove your pants and hold them in your right hand please. everybody just do this…
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