letra de who could love you lucille? - john congleton and the nighty nite
checking bearfat in a jar
rheumatism in your knee
get a bead on everything
lick your finger, check the breeze
oh, those limbs of yours that you adore
grow stiff when cold appears
with a bent clock for a sneer
i can’t help my nature, dear
and i am an impossible man
i’m behind you, i’m behind you
and i could be anyone, you’d accept anything
who would have you, lucille? who could love you, lucille?
“i have no free will, will, will, will, will, will, will”
michelangelos line the streets of rome
bachs begging in berlin
it turns an educated man
into a wailing ape again
you deserve to be eaten
so i hope something eats you
and as god as my witness
i am here to do the devil’s business
you deserve to be beaten
men who come for your thumbs and toes
in the jungle don’t call out
it will k!ll you and play with your clothes
death to everyone! wipe your mouth on his jeans!
when you’re coming, death is coming
you’re not coming, you’re going
and as god as my witness
i am here to do the devil’s business
i’m behind you, right behind you
and i could be anyone
you’d accept anything
who would have you, lucille? who could love you, lucille?
i could be anyone, any hole that you yield
is there something she squeals?
there is nothing lucille
“i have no free will, will, will, will, will, will”
i could be anyone when they come for your things
every heart is a meal
you are eaten, lucille
“i have no free will, will, will, will, will, will, will”
death to everyone! wipe your mouth on his jeans!
when you’re coming, death is coming
you’re not coming, you’re going
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