Dead Insects Lyrics - Singles - Mondo Generator

Well, someone liked my girl and I, I don't mean 

Nose picking soapbox some which just stand 

I'll chafe red from scratching from the fleas 

The couch that came to call me as she steps on me 

Something about her that would melt a man 

I'm not hitting in streaks 

But I sure nail some ass 

Well I was about to touch myself when 

When I get nice 

All the coal could turn to pure water 

Peering out bug eyes 

I board the air express, yeah, well 

I'm real clean 

Real filth in tired matches 

It can't be seen 

Yeah, puts up and milks it 

He's gotta look out 

Randy little bastard skipping stars just to get to me 

Something wrong with the steps of man 

Think I'll go down to Roswell and get me an alien hand 

Can I push you over my knee 

But it's not enough for your insipid ass 

I found dead insects and cockbull 

Last time you left with that yellow trash 

Her mind can't budge, she sees a frigid ass 

Yeah 

Repaint the lines 

So you believe the stuff raid 

Repaint the lines 

So you believe the mistake