[00:39.64]I'll make you a deal, like any other candidate
[00:44.17]We'll pretend we're walking home for your future's at stake
[00:48.20]My set is amazing, it even smells like a street
[00:52.08]There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend
[00:56.07]Someone scrawled on the walls "I smell the blood of Les Tricoteuses"
[00:59.85]Who wrote up scandals in other bars
[01:03.64]I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people
[01:07.51]Spreading rumors and lies and stories they made up
[01:11.25]Some make you sing and some make you scream
[01:14.82]One makes you wish that you'd never been seen
[01:19.18]But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache
[01:22.32]Making bullet-proof faces; Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
[01:26.12]"If you want it, Boys, get it here, then"
[01:33.22]So you scream out of line:
[01:35.31]"I want you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time?"
[01:40.93]Tres butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you
[01:44.11]When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
[01:48.12]If you want it, Boys, get it here, then
[01:55.35]Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
[01:59.15]For I gave all I have in another bed
[02:02.64]On another floor, in the back of a car
[02:06.37]In the cellar of a church with the door ajar
[02:09.86]Well, I guess we must be looking for a different kind
[02:13.48]But we can't stop trying 'til we break up our minds
[02:17.15]'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
[02:20.96]Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright
[02:24.58]I guess we could cruise down one more time
[02:28.19]With you by my side, it should be fine
[02:32.11]We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
[02:35.67]Then jump in the river holding hands

I'll make you a deal, like any other candidate
We'll pretend we're walking home for your future's at stake
My set is amazing, it even smells like a street
There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend
Someone scrawled on the walls "I smell the blood of Les Tricoteuses"
Who wrote up scandals in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people
Spreading rumors and lies and stories they made up
Some make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish that you'd never been seen
But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache
Making bullet-proof faces; Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
"If you want it, Boys, get it here, then"
So you scream out of line:
"I want you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time?"
Tres butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you
When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
If you want it, Boys, get it here, then
Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
For I gave all I have in another bed
On another floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar of a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'til we break up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river holding hands