another Clockwork Orange story. Not a fan of violence. Reflection on state
of society. A Girl Band called JACK OFF JILL, the album is ***LESS DEMONS
AND SCARS
"American Made"
Give me some antiseptic
To wash this headache away
Give me a syringe
To inject the pain
Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be
I'd rather be creepy and very strange
Give me a cake that I can mix and bake
In a Betty Crocker oven that I will break
Bake it up and we will
Stab Stab Stab
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you
Stab Stab Stab
My world is evil but American made
Give me something easy that I can complicate
Something healthy that I can infect
Give me a mate in a crippled state
With Halloween teeth that I can break
Bake it up and we will
Stab Stab Stab
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you
Stab Stab Stab
My world is evil but American made
Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
Burn the flag with a fag
Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
Burn the flag with a fag
Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
Burn the flag with a fag
Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
Burn the flag with a fag
Bake it up and we will
Stab Stab Stab
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you
Stab Stab Stab
My world is evil but American made
American made
American grave
in an American grave
"Girlscout"
If you want it did you never want for more
The girlscout fell from grace
If you want it did you never want for more
I spit inside her face
If you want it did you never want for more
The lines that cut right through
If you want it did you never want for more
The numbness that was you
What I want, what will I need
To sacrifice what I believe
My little girlscout, your mouth is getting sore
Will you love me any less if I hurt you any more
If you want it did you never want for more
Cleansing every sore
If you want it did you never want for more
Sold from door to door
If you want it did you never want for more
Finish what you start
If you want it did you never want for more
Dehumanize my heart
What I want, what will I need
To sacrifice what I believe
My little girlscout, your mouth is getting sore
Will you love me any less if I hurt you any more
And I was never your #1 fan
How can I grow a girl when you never were a man
and I was never nice and I've gone too far
You don't need to be nice when you've been kissed by a star
Kissed by a star, kissed by a star
Hurt by a star, ****ed by a star
Kissed by a star, kissed by a star
Kissed by a star
**** what I want
**** what I need
I'll sacrifice what I believe
My little girlscout, your mouth is getting sore
Will you love me any less if I hurt you any more
"Swollen"
Hey chew toy head you're swollen
and disfigured
If I stretch out your face do you feel
any bigger
If I piss in your eyes will you
will you see
That you think that you are
so much better than me
Why are my lips so
Why are my are my
Why are my lips so swollen
Hey chew toy head you're broken
and disfigured
Circus sideshow freak grows
bigger and bigger
if I piss in your mouth will you
taste in me
Or do you still think you are
so much bigger than me
Why are my lips so
Why are my are my
Why are my lips so swollen
Hey chew toy head you're spoiled
and disfigured
I pissed in my pants and I don't
feel any bigger
I let out the freak
for all to see
And she won't let you think that you're
so much better than me
Why are my lips so
Why are my are my
Why are my lips so swollen shut shut shut
"***Dumpster"
C-c-c-c-call me ***dumpster
C-c-c-c-call me a ****
C-c-c-call me clever Is that still ok
D-d-d-d-did you watch the TV
Or hear it on the radio
Watch out for afterschool specials
Are we still ok
Well Ok
You call, and I'll answer
Make me understand
Why I have to hate you
That's quite ok
C-c-c-c-***dumpster
C-c-c-c-****
C-c-c-call me clever
Is that still ok
D-d-d-d-did you tap the payphone
Or read it in a magazine
Becoming afterschool specials
Are we still ok
Well ok
You call, I'll answer
Make me understand
Why I have to hate you
That's quite ok
C-c-c-c-***dumpster
C-c-c-c-****
C-c-c-call me clever
Is that still ok
D-d-d-d-do you still need me
Now that I'm a monster
Paranoid media frenzy
Tells me I'm ok
You call, I'll answer
Make me understand
How I have to hate you
That's quite ok
You call, and I'll answer
You'll ask and I'll lie
As I grow to hate you
That's quite ok
Quite OK
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