We Prick You
White boys falling on the fires of night
(I wish youd tell)
Flesh punks burning in their glue
Revelation comes in the strangest way
(I wish youd tell)
Id rather be inside you
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
We prick you we prick you we prick you
You show respect even if you disagree
You show respect
Mama can I kiss you daddy can I tell
(we wish you well)
Innocence passed me by
Wanna be screwing when the nightmare comes
(I wish you well)
Wanna come quick and die
All the little rose-kissed foxy girls
(shoes, shoes, little white shoes)
Where have all the flowers gone
All the little fragile champion boys
(toys, toys, little black toys)
Dripping on the end of a gun
song performed by David Bowie
Added by Lucian Velea
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