In a drunken search for a
Homely, lonely, slutly one night girl
I ventured out on the scared city asphalt
With my cognac head in a whirl
I offered this crazy catapult
And danced the man
And summersault into her eyes

I saw the lights of the dancehall glitter
I promised no one I would be bitter
If I was left hanging on the shelf
I would share the wealth of those
Feverish bedroom eyes

I felt the drive-in music melt
Whoever I touched, I raised the welt
Whoever touched me was baked with chill
I stood un-movingly
Still watching those florescent flashing thighs

Finally at 3 o'clock
The barkeeper gave last call
I struck a deal with a hot pink stocking
To join her in a moist enthrall
In a moist enthrall
In a moist enthrall

I, madman
I'm a madman, a madman
I, madman
I'm a madman, a madman

Don't mess with me
I'm a sick S.O.B.
I will poke out your eyes
And skullfuck you
I will smash your face
And crush your teeth
Cut off your hands
And then your feet
I love to bleed
That's what I need
I will knock you out
And steal your weed
If your girl is there
I will fuck her too
We will make love like wooded animals
Right in front of you!

I, madman
I'm a madman, a madman
I, madman
I'm a madman, a madman
I'm a madman!

02/03/2011

Author's Note: One of the songs we close with, a top request

Posted on 02/04/2011
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