Artificial Joy Club - Sick & beautiful Lyrics
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| Artificial Joy Club
- Sick & beautiful Lyrics
Album: Melt All the world's your ashtray, I'm just your Marlboro. Light me up then butt me, you're sick & beautiful. It's Bamby meets Godzilla, a 3D free for all. Set me up then stomp me, you're sick & beautiful. Squeeze me like your lemon, then mix with alcohol. Shake me hard then down me, you're sick & beautiful. You're gravy with gasoline & wicked with whipping cream. I need a quick fix, I'm flashing like an instamatic, crusted like a worn out penthouse, your junk is habitual, you're sick & you're beautiful. Bounce me hard & dunk me, I'm just your basketball. Lay me up then heave-ho, you're sick & beautiful. Peel my bandage slowly, it's psychological. You're napalm with novocain, a kite in a hurricane. (chorus) Leave me in a ditch like roadkill, or maybe we could switch the driver. Have some mercy and Kevorkian me to sleep. You're cockroach with cabernet, but taste like a Milky Way. You're gravy with gasoline & wicked with whipping cream. (chorus)
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