Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Six Inch Gold Blade Lyrics
I stuck a six inch gold blade inside the head of a girlShe: lying through her teethHim: lying on his backHands of this one,hands off she criedGrinning at me from hip to hipHands off, pretty baby, tough blood then so soft to slipOoohh yeahI stuck a six inch gold blade in the head of a girlSharks fun slices suger-bed slices that pretty red-headI love you! now me! I love you!Laughter, laughterOh baby, those skinny girls, theyre so quick to murderOoohhh yeah.Shake it baby, cmon, shake, shake it baby