I'm a machine, I'm a genius, I'm a chicken
I'm a demon, I'm a devil, I'm a devil, I'm a chicken
I'm a chicken, I'm a demon, I'm a devil
Shit, club, shit, club, my job's to get double cup
Shit, club, shit, club, my job's to get double cup
Shit, club, shit, club, my job's to get double cup
Shit, club, shit, club, my job's to get double cup
My job's to get double cup
I'm washing the shit out of your hair
It's a shit club, I'm transsexual
I put on a funeral dress
Glamorously, but not with pride
I'm standing in a tight-fitting necklace
Welcome, faggots, to my polluted toilet
Because of the snot-stained mask
It's your post-mortem mask
It's a shit club, it's hell
This nightmare is painted in gloomy colors
I'm only interested in the easy-to-reach
I pick them up from the designer
Don't give a fuck about my dick
It's love, I just feel it
I just feel it
They call it dirt
Lubricated the anus
Wrote down in her mouth
French cobra stories
That weren't published by a master
I put her in the toilet
Without a word in the gas chamber
It's a shit club, it's hell
It's a shit club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a shit club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a shit club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a shit club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
If it doesn't like it, let me know
What should I do next?
When we came up out of it
Waiting for your change
Before you gave me
That doesn't go with the grip
Of a machine
That is so complicated
When we came up out of it
Waiting for your change
Before you gave me
That doesn't go with the grip
Of a machine
That is so complicated
When we came up out of it
Waiting for your change
Before you gave me
That