letra de she purred while i grrred - wild beasts
her fruit was ripe, i bit
her fruit was ripe, i bit
i’m nothing more than a humble mongrel
whipped cast, rash and unabashed
her fruit was ripe, i bit
her fruit was ripe, i bit
pungent juice wept from the bruise
where the skin was sluice and slobbered on
though the meat was fleshy and sweet
she purred while i grrred
i die every day, to live every night
under the industry of her want for me in our fusty foundry
please no ceremony, i want she, i want she, no matrimony
my fruit was ripe, she bit
my fruit was ripe, she bit
in her belly lay a pip
a’brooding in the oozing
my fruit was ripe, she bit
my fruit was ripe, she bit
huffing and puffing on the mattress stuffing
upon the bunk a fervent funk
in my butcher’s hands her soft fruit tendered. she never pretended…
she purred while i grrred
i die every day, to live every night
under the industry of her want for me in our fusty foundry
please no ceremony, i want she for laundry, i want she so i’m not lonely
i want she, i want she, not matrimony
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