New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
I'm turning tricks
Yeah it's time to turn
Turn the candlestick
It's time to burn
Burn out too quick
And you could get burned
See I can be a whore
Make a letter pimp
Watch the deal go down
Take the money in
Piss it all away
On a drunken whim
I'm turning tricks
Turning head, turning tail, turning tricks
Turning keys, turning heels, turning tricks
Turning blue, turning black, turning tricks
Mary Magdalena mad Jesus think
There's salvation in a paper's wink
Judas got the boot
Mary kissed the feet
Well I can kiss feet too
But I'd rather dance
There's no apology in this tramp's pants
Just more come-on lines
Than you can shake your finger at