| Go!
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| Yahh!
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| (Attention, attention)
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| They won’t talk but still they say
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| You kill for kicks, you got bills to pay
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| Well, baby I’ve got bills to pay
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| Don’t make me act that way
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| Don’t make me act that way
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| Don’t make me
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| Don’t make me
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| Don’t make me
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| Ahhh!
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| Have you seen the center spread
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| Stitched up like a baseball head?
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| She was dead before they raped her
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| Now she’s in the funny paper
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| Pity and sin, he’s breaking in
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| I am so sleepy, please don’t rape me
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| Rape! |
| Me!
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| Penis I see
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| Did you ever want to be obscene?
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| In a Muerto magazine
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| Filled with hate, you hope to wean
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| Fight the beast and leave the cream, leave the scene
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| It’s so easy to be the latest atrocity
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| But it always seems to be a penis that I see
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| You’d be surprised to discover, my level of empathy
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| I’ve gone from prey to victim
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| Penis in me!
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| Don’t make me act that way
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| Don’t make me act that way
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| Don’t make me
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| Don’t rape me
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| Don’t make me
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| Ahhh!
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| Have you seen the center spread
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| Stitched up like a baseball head?
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| She was dead before they raped her
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| Now she’s in the funny paper
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| Pity and sin, he’s breaking in
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| I am so sleepy, please don’t kill me
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| Rape! |
| Me!
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| Penis I see
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| Splattered face mouths wordless whys
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| Fingerprints are on the eyes
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| In a box out back I kept her
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| Plugged her stinking where I left her
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| That’s where I kept her |