Insect, insect, insect, insectIncest, insect, incest, insectNick the stripperHideous to the eyeHideous to the eyeWell, he's a fat little insectA fat little insect A fat little inse...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
King Ink strolls into townhe sniffs aroundKing Ink kicks off his stink-bootsand and soot and dust and dirt andhe's much bigger than you thinkKing InkKing Ink, wake up, get upWake u...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
Well ah jumpt! and fled this fucken heap on doctored wingsMah flailin pinions, with splints and rags and crutches!(Damn things nearly hardly flap)Canker upon canker upon one millio...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
So you've come back for JenniferYou know, she hides her face behind a veilI'm warning you Frankie, leave on the next trainYour Jennifer she just isn't the sameQuit waving that thin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
Quixanne, ah'm in its gripQuixanne, ah'm in its gripSinken in the mudPatron-saint of the Bog.They cum with boots of bludWit pitchfawk and with clubChantin out mah nameGot doggies s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
Hands up who wants to die!Have you heard how Sonny's burningLike some bright erotic star?And He lights up the proceedingsAnd raises the temperature.Flame on! Flame on!Now I've seen...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mudHer dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girlYeah I recognize that girlShe stumbl...Read Full Lyrics
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there is woman-pie in heremr. evangalist says she's hitthe best cook you ever hadya can't blame the good-woman now, dadand ya looked him up for 20 yearsnow there's action on the ba...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
Oh-ho-ho-ho Dead JoeWelcome to the car smashDead JoeJunk sculpture turning back to junk Dead JoeOh joe nooooo! it's christmas time Joeit's christmas time now for you and all the li...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party
Hamlet fishin' in the gravethru custard bones and stuffhe aint got no friend in thereI believe our man's in loveHamlet's got a gun-nowhe wears a crucifexpow pow pow powHamlet moves...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Birthday Party