In my bad brains
You scream my name
And my back breaks through the floor
I'm so sore but I need some more
In my old years
I've seen it here
But it's still gonna be the same
A racy little game
For two
You say meaningless lies
But a painter would agree
When I say your body treats me
Like a coffee in the morning
Or a forty at night
Drunk enough to get naked
At a party in the west now
In my bad brains
You scream my name
And my back breaks through the floor
I'm so sore but I need some more
In my old years
I've seen it here
But it's still gonna be the same
A racy little game
For two
Please don't wake up
I need this dream
In my bad brains
You scream my name
And my back breaks through the floor
I'm so sore but I need some more
In my old years
I've seen it here
But it's still gonna be the same
A racy little game
For two