Hunters & Collectors - Lumps Of Lead Lyrics
Here we go down, down, downDown upon all foursWe'll make it true, this is exactly what we doWhen we're making true confessionsWith our blood cuddles and piggy-back kissesWe make the beast with two backs and nothing ever missesAs we ride, ride, rideRide upon, ride uponRide upon the mouthtrapWhat is this hungry thingWhat is this turgid little thingThat's crawling around in my backyard againInto it's hole, I think my hair will fallAs it goes round and round in my backyard againHere we go round and round this squeamish townWe are making true confessionsAnd if it's true it is exactly what we doWhen we're making true confessionsWith our blood cuddles and backyard kissesUpon this two-backed beast and nothing ever missesAs we ride, ride, rideRide upon, ride upon, ride uponRide upon the mouthtrapOh big brother mouthtrapYou sit upon my kneesYou sing on my confessional the things you get for freeOh dearest spirit we are sorry for having offended theeBecause thou art so goodWe will never sin againWe will just go downDown upon all foursWe'll make it true, this is exactly what we doWhen we're making true confessionsWith our blood cuddles and piggy-back kissesWe make the beast with two backs and nothing ever missesAs we ride, ride, rideRide upon the dog-trap, deathtrap, blood trap, mouthtrap, dog-trapDeathtrap, blood trap, mouthtrap, dog-trap
