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
*, club, *, club, my job's to get double cup
*, club, *, club, my job's to get double cup
*, club, *, club, my job's to get double cup
*, club, *, club, my job's to get double cup
My job's to get double cup
I'm washing the * out of your hair
It's a * 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 * 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 * 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 * club, it's hell
It's a * club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a * club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a * club, it's hell
My job's to get double cup
It's a * 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