Yeah! Drum solo.. drum solo! Phil Rott! Ladies and gentlemen.. Mr Phil Rott Alright here's...
[Verse 1:] I'm not suppose to be thinking 'bout you, laying here in this bed...
Now you're coming through the backdoor How did you get there Do I mind? Now...
Brought up in a world of changes Part time cleaner in a holiday flat Stare...
All you ladies pop your pussy like this Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss...
You're coming home to an empty space inside of you,...
Pull those chains when you turn me out Remind me...
She threw me away, yesterday Her deadbolt locks i feel...
I measure time in seconds between cigarettes Don't mind choking...
could you be lost Are you so free, do you...
When she comes in all degrees, no more need Burn...
Talk, wait, Engage your heart at its nadir. Your methods...
Let's all go to the underground, Some kind of social...
Too much left to say, You never wanted it that...
Found me dead on the side of the road, barely...