Текст (слова) песни: Tomahawk - Rotgut

In the scrotum of your dreams
You turn your first trick for free
Cocktails, catnip and cocaine
I doubt youll be in the hot rain

Make a thick squeal
When you cop a feel
It rots your gut but thats not enough for you

Induce the red morning sun
I spit on the cock of passion
My heart beating in your head
An angel there in the front bed

Sweet honeycomb and lockjaw
Sting like a bee and say aah
Two cats that hung each of our lies
Build it cause soon were more chaste
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