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Utwór: We Danced

  • wykonawca: Dark Lotus
  • album: Tales From The Lotus Pod
  • wyświetleń: 1051

[Violent J:]
  It was a dark and stormy night,
  when five children of the Lotus crept into a local cemetery,
  their intentions were nothing more than to smoke marijoowana leafs
  and drink acholic beverages.
  But these five young boys were soon joined by some very unlikely company.
  If fact, for the children of the Lotus,
  this was some company that they could only dream of.
  I'm talking about the dead. Not just any dead.
  I'm talking about they were joined by 5 ravishing,
  beautiful, lovely dead women who opened up to these boys
  and gave them their all.
    [Jamie Madrox:]
  Do you like the Ouija, we dance
  Blood, flesh, romance
  Right there, right in front of the tomb
  Beautiful, horrific, and the moon
  Dead flesh, crazy hormones
  Me with a hard dick
  Her with her neck broke
  We did the tango, she breathed
  She wiped blood on a killa's sleeve
  Now I ain't ever been one to pass
  She might be dead but she got a nice ass
  Riding to the bone, I like dead meat
  Wearing nothing but her panties
  Shaking to the beat
  So you like to dance
  Is that magic
  Is that your ass
  In back I'm grabbing
  You're getting kinda freaky
  Biting on my neck
  My heart is beating fast
  My underwear's wet
  And we danced...
    [Chorus:]
  I can't believe we danced
  And I don't even dance
  I can't believe we danced
  And I don't even dance
    [Monoxide Child:]
  Sitting with my thoughts by the Mausoleum
  I can't believe my eyes but I know I see them
  She walked up to me
  "Can I have this dance?"
  And put her hand right into my pants
  She had a slit in her throat
  But I wasn't even tripping a bit
  But I was kinda bucking the bitch
  Missing her lip
  She had a long tongue
  Stuck it straight down my throat
  And when I went to grab her titty
  It just turned to smoke
  And the bitch's mouth started bleeding again
  I had to open up her cheeks so my dick'll fit in
  I love the blood and guts
  And all the sex with the dead
  I love the sluts with the snake coming out of they head
    [Shaggy 2 Dope:]
  Damn, was there something special in that
  When I swallowed it down
  It kinda pushed my wig back
  Fact wait, let me rub my eyes
  What I'm seeing right now
  Starting to make my pants rise
  Hello beauty queen
  Can I have this dance
  And when the song is over
  Can I see some romance?
  So what?
  You can see ya skull through your hair
  I only got one concern
  Pulling down ya underwear
  As I lick the skin across her hip
  I feel my tounge slip in into her rip
  A neden or a leg
  It don't matter to me
  Cause dancing through the cemetery gots me in ecstasy
  And we danced
    [Chorus]
    [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
  My first thought when I seen her rise above the ground
  My one and only dead bitch had been found
  She was the high school prom queen
  Miss teen and shit
  Pressure was too tight
  She cut her wrist
  Her clothes a little tattered
  It ain't matter though
  All I wanna do is stick my dick in her jaw bone
  Spent about 10, frozen, decomposing
  Sweet talk the freak till I get them legs open
  Can't wait to get up in her decayed womb
  She's been untouched for 5 years
  In her tomb
  She rising up fo a killa
  To be the only one
  Magic dead fuck smell every time she cums
    [Violent:]
  I was lonely
  I had no one
  Mind as well do masturbation
  I'll jack off while Shaggy smooches
  I'm watching them from the bushes
  Had my face down in my boodrest
  I felt something poking my ass
  It's another ghouly girly
  Look at me
  I'm naked early
  She came under me and mangled
  She had no feet
  Skin just dangled
  We went behind a tombstone
  And I said, "Your boobies, may I hold them?"
  She lifted up her crusty sweater
  They were blue and stuck together
  Gently I peel them apart
  And her skin ripped open
  You could see her heart
  And we danced...
    [Chorus repeats until song ends]
  

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