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Humiliate Me

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Жанры : alternative irish indie angry post-punk

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(If ever you`re going hungry, there`s always the graveyard...)

Be nice or strangle me, I don`t care
Good times are not what`s lured me here
Bad clothes and sting-in-the-eye perfume
I try to stand and confess to I-don`t-know-who
& the criminal insane
look so gentle when they`re being entertained
Gunsmiths and prison warders
A gallery of brain disorders
Porn stars handcuffed to their fathers
Come on: humiliate me

"...and I`ll come sex with you if you pay,"
I tell a stranger who silently turns away
I strip naked and I head for the open door
The man in the tux holds it open
He`s seen it all, he`s seen it all, he`s seen it all before
Say, I am now dressed befitting my coming death
Come on, don`t be so useless
Don`t I stir any juices
as I dance the dance of the seven nooses?
Lovely! Humiliate me!

Some people dress for success
They press the flesh under savage duress
Me, I stay quiet `til the time is right
Then stand clear if you don`t want a terrible night
I`m not so much about stopping the rot
I just want to see the little guy on top--
I`ll pay to see the little guy on top!
[...?]
[Look at me, look at me...?]

If you run your country like a private prison
Expect the world`s derision
Why, they wouldn`t baptize you with a snail`s emission
so come on, humiliate me...

(Get a [rose?], you can [...?] if you want!)

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