Talkshow Boy - I’ve Got A Cock lyrics

Oh, sweet death to harmony
And hellhounds of mercurial melody
And sanity collect around and drip on me
Ethereal, inseparable and all the
While ahead of me
You hunger for big
Hard cocks that own the men they carry
I don't see the reason in it
I don't see the rhyme, the rhyme
What's the use in hating me because
Of certain parts of me?
In elevators we kiss strangers
I could kiss a stranger girl than you
But oh, dear god, you're too damn cute

I'm knife-stabbing choruses
And killing off the codas
Thosе refrains were madе for charlatans
And I'm no fucking harlequin
Applicable and trickable
And take me if you need me
And under the big
Hard rocks you'll find a boy like Adie
Ace don't need a visionary
Ace don't see the rhyme, the rhyme
Where there's smoke there's fire and
Your eyes are burning embers
Honey
Yes, I'm no Geronimo
I get shoulders confused with elbows
Baby, yeah
I've got a cock and I can use it like I do