i wanna shut you down
love yr. sight and sound
i wanna spin you round, till yr. underground
i wanna strip you down
till you feel the round
i wanna feel your shine
i wanna waste some time
i wanna paint my face
like a model out of place
cause im supposed to dare
the machine will tear
i’ll throw up sometime
and then you’ll be mine
i wanna serve you down
while my mind is on the ground
i wanna move your switch
make you go quish
my desiring machine
yeah it’s made pretty clean
now i’ll turn the dial
and i’ll put you ina pile
modern women cry
modern women don’t cry
cry don’t cry
you hut me with your lie
touch the fire in the rain and
see the children
stop their play and
look for shelter
in the garden of their
make believe and i
i believe
perfection is a
i can see what you’re going thru but
i can’t melt my head to what you’re
whisked away to light the bomb a
thousand leaves are left to stay and...