Fatima Mansions - Humiliate Me Lyrics
(if ever youre going hungry, theres always the graveyard...)Be nice or strangle me, I dont careGood times are not whats lured me hereBad clothes and sting-in-the-eye perfumeI try to stand and confess to i-dont-know-who& the criminal insaneLook so gentle when theyre being entertainedGunsmiths and prison wardersA gallery of brain disordersPorn stars handcuffed to their fathersCome on: humiliate me...and Ill come sex with you if you pay,I tell a stranger who silently turns awayI strip ***** and I head for the open doorThe man in the tux holds it openHes seen it all, hes seen it all, hes seen it all beforeSay, I am now dressed befitting my coming deathCome on, dont be so uselessDont I stir any juicesAs I dance the dance of the seven nooses?Lovely! humiliate me!Some people dress for successThey press the flesh under savage duressMe, I stay quiet til the time is rightThen stand clear if you dont want a terrible nightIm not so much about stopping the rotI just want to see the little guy on top--Ill pay to see the little guy on top![...? ][look at me, look at me...? ]If you run your country like a private prisonExpect the worlds derisionWhy, they wouldnt baptize you with a snails emissionSo come on, humiliate me...(get a [rose? ], you can [...? ] if you want!)
