Tekstovi: Tripping Daisy. I Am An Elastic Firecracker. Bang.

What makes a man feel small? Is it points of pleasure in leather?
What makes him go away off where the fights are gagging still?
Take what you can today, left the brown dog burning, he's burning
If you have the time, you can come and save us still

All you do is try it
You go inside the whore and buy it
And if you think that you will like it
I'll be here to let you stay

Bang
Bang

You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?

You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Now it's time to go back
Where you started

What makes a man go home in the nights of pleasure with leather?
Life ticks around the clock like a turban choking your head
I, I will stand so small like a rodent eating, I'm teething
If I can make it through there will be my house in full force

All you do is try it
You go inside the whore and buy it
And if you think that you will like it
I'll be here to let you stay

Bang
Bang

You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?

You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Now it's time to go back
Where you started

You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?
Why you wanna watch me? Why you wanna wipe out?