Hey Kid, I’m A Computer. Stop All The Downloading

On the count of three, everybody overdose
They’re coming with forks and knives
To eat us alive, forks and knives
Victims in this cannibalistic human race or
Proprietors in this dog eat dog colonization?
Dog eat dog

We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
LA castles, we rust in the milk that we’ve been fed

(Stick ourselves with syringes and)
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
(Scrape our lungs with dollar bills)
LA castles, we rust in the milk that we’ve been fed

Nothing, this thing, anything, keep it on
(That fatted us calves would now feed on)
Nothing, this thing, anything, keep it on
(That fatted us calves would now feed on)
The soft parts of our lower backs
(That fatted us calves would now feed on)
The soft parts of our lower backs
(That fatted us calves would now feed on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on

You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
We were meant to eat each other
We were meant to eat each other
You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
We were meant to eat each other
We were meant to eat each other

Have at me, have at me
Have at me with your primitive touch

You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feelings
We were meant to each other
You can’t buy love, you can’t sell feeling

Have at me, have at me
Have at me with your primitive touch

Secretaries now make
Great lovers

As do those, as do those
As do those we had never considered

The sound of cracking bones
Shall be the music that plays us out
The sound of cracking bones
Shall be the music that plays us out

Stick ourselves with syringes
And scrape our lungs with dollar bills

(Forge a roof that will hold us in)
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
(And keep them out)
LA castles, we rust in the milk that we’ve been fed