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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
Tie me up, in another world
Tie me up, tie me down Tie me up Tie me up, in another world In another world Tie me up Tie me up, tie me up, tie me down I feel a disconnection I am the resurrection I know that Jesus loves me He is my soul injection (set it free) I have divine protection (set it free) I know that Jesus (set it free) loves me I feel a disconnection I have divine protection He is my soul injection I feel a disconnection I have divine protection He is my soul injection I feel a disconnection Set it free Set it free I feel a disconnection (set it free) I am the resurrection (set it free) I know that Jesus (set it free) loves me He is my soul injection (set it free) I have divine protection (set it free) I know that Jesus (set it free) loves me Tie me up, in another world Tie me up, tie me down Silence is deadly beyond the raw Violence is ready, sexual outlaw Anger’s a gift that you live, That you spit Words that you say take control of a hit That you hold inside Anger’s a gift that you live, That you spit Words that you say take control of a hit That you cannot hide |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
They used you for their toy
They used you for the joy They bruised you, What did you do? Time to move on away from a clutch of fear It’s over here… She’s lickin’ up the liquor and kickin’ up the heat The smoke is gettin’ thicker like the rhythm of the street She’s got the boom, got the bang Like Bettie La Roux She’s got the boom, got the bang Like Bettie La Roux She’s got the boom, got the bang Like Bettie La Roux Swingin’ for a stingin’ Yeah, you know who! She’s got the boom, got the bang Like Bettie La Roux Gettin’ busy in Mississippi Time to move on away from a clutch of fear It’s over here… She’s lickin’ up the liquor and kickin’ up the heat The smoke is getting thicker like the rhythm of the street Let’s turn the red lights on Party all night long She’s lickin’ up the liquor and kickin’ up the heat The smoke is getting thicker like the rhythm of the street Gettin’ busy in Mississippi (Gettin’ busy, gettin’ busy in the city) Plastic beauty with very large dreams… (Gettin’ busy, gettin’ busy in the city) |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
Flesh playhouse
Give us poison Make us holy Keep us happy… Live one on one Hot young tongue Baby’s sweet and baby’s vicious (Ooh-ahh-ah-ow) Magically delicious (Ahh-yea) Meet me in the flesh playhouse Feel me in the flesh playhouse Eat me in the flesh playhouse Beat me in the flesh playhouse Meet me in the flesh playhouse Feel me in the flesh playhouse Eat me in the flesh playhouse Beat me in the flesh playhouse (Ooh-ahh-ah-ow) Meet me in the flesh playhouse Feel me in the flesh playhouse Eat me in the flesh playhouse Beat me in the flesh playhouse (Ooh-ahh-ah-ow) Live one on one (Yeah, hey, hey) Live one on one (Yeah, hey, hey) Baby’s sweet and baby’s vicious |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
She wakes up in the mornin’ with a zodiac smile
Steps inside the body of a lost and lonely child Made up for the mirror With makeup like a whore A hurricane churns in her brain Little Miss No-Tomorrow She’s the girl without a planet A girl without a home She’s the girl without a planet An angel all alone There’s garbage in her veins and reptiles in her head Pretty poison nightmare with serpents in her bed After dusk her eyes glow For the tease of sex Play with bombs and things explode Little Miss No-Tomorrow It’s time to think it over It’s time you learn to heal It’s time you change the record Spin the wheel Girl without a planet She’s the girl without a planet Girl without a planet |
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(ooh, oh yeah, whoo, ooh, come on)
You keep a secret deep inside No one suspects the crimes you hide (la-de-le-lah la la la-de la lah) Your love is like a voodou doll You paralyze like alcohol A kiss goodnight is a kiss good-bye (doo-yibba dibba dibba, doo-yibba, dibba dibba doo-ba doo-ba doo-ba doo-ba doo yibba-doo) Take a chance with her, she’s danger! Take a look you’ll see, she’s danger! Driven on the heels of fire She’ll burn you out! She beats a drum but no one hears She cries in pain and no ones cares (la-de-le-lah la la la-de la lah) Fire dances in her eyes Demon goddess in disguise Her silent nights are filled with knives (doo-yibba dibba dibba, doo-yibba, dibba dibba doo-ba doo-ba doo-ba doo-ba doo yibba-doo) A kiss goodnight A kiss goodnight A kiss goodnight is a kiss good-bye |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
Change, Go back to the beginning…
Thoughtless words are like shadows From a world of icons and idols From a world where words are graven images Upon the tablets of time Change, Go back to the beginning… There’s no time for love Where the wild one’s live It’s the way of the wicked Where the wild one’s live Born victims of fear Born into a life where pain is your very best friend Change, Go back to the beginning Change, Go back to the beginning Change, Get back to the beginning It could’ve been me, it could’ve been you It could’ve been me, it could’ve been you Left on the doorstep to the human inferno In the hour of zero It could’ve been me, it could’ve been you It could’ve been me, it could’ve been you One life, one fire Go back to the beginning One light, one fire Get back to the beginning One life, one fire Go back to the beginning One light, one fire Get back to the beginning Change, Go back to the beginning Change, Go back to the beginning Change, Go back to the beginning Change, Get back to the beginning In between birth and death we shall go Backwards and forwards and round and round We talk, we twist, we turn, we blow our circuits Go back to the beginning There’s no time for love Where the wild one’s live It’s the way of the wicked Where the wild one’s live Born victims of fear Born into a life where pain is your very best friend Pulling away, pushing it back Change, we will take that chance Change, we will move on There’s no time for love Where the wild one’s live It’s the way of the wicked Where the wild one’s live There’s no time for love Where the wild one’s live It’s the way of the wicked Where the wild one’s live There’s no time for love Where the wild one’s live It’s the way of the wicked Where the wild one’s live Born victims of fear Born into a life where pain is your very best friend |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
In the jungle of love
In the jungle of love In the jungle of love In the jungle of love The timeless seduction Her beautiful thrill Where are ya now? Draped in the shadows P erched ready to kill Where are ya now? In the jungle of love Can the kitten tame the tiger In the jungle of love Can she keep it all together In the jungle of love In the jungle of love In the jungle of love (In the jungle of love) In the jungle of love Can the kitten tame the tiger In the jungle of love Can she keep it all together In the jungle of love In the jungle of love In the jungle of love ‘Cause her drink has been drugged Her tears fall like rain Like blood on a spoon Where are you now Her power is deadly Her love is so cruel Where are ya now? Go girl on the scene Sweet killing machine Where are ya now? Lookin’ for someone to keep ya goin’ Lookin’ for something to keep ya rollin’ Where will she go And when will she crash How does she feel Put out like the trash Where will she go How long can she last Living so hard And loving so fast Can she keep it all together In the jungle of love Can she keep it all together ‘Cause her drink has been drugged In the jungle of love |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
It's dark, it's late.
Too many chemicals, she can't get straight. Black heart, no faith. Drowning like a drunk in an Ocean Of Hate. Don't drag me down to the bottom of your sea. Don't suck my soul with your vile misery. I won't bite in to your bittersweet meat. It's time for your breakdown. Your ritual breakdown. It's time for a breakdown. So why don't you breakdown? Yeah, yeah it's time for a breakdown. A virtual breakdown. It's time for a breakdown, So why don't you breakdown? She can't get straight. It's dark, it's late... Drowning like a drunk in an Ocean Of Hate... |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
I hear voices over the radio…
From the Devil! Mother and Father Your God’s in the gutter ‘Cause Luna, she loves us Mother and Father Mother and Father Your God’s in the gutter ‘Cause Luna, she loves us With silicon power! (yeah, yeah yeah) |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
Is there someone for me?
Is there someone for me to love? Temptation Temptation Beat, beat, beat temptation Temptation… Is there someone for me? Is there someone for me to love? Is there someone for me? Is there someone for me to love? Is there someone for me? Is there someone for me to love? Is there someone for me? Is there someone for me to Beat, beat, beat temptation Beat, beat, beat temptation Beat, beat, beat temptation Beat, beat, beat temptation Your intoxication Is my one temptation Temptation… You’re my intoxication You’re my one temptation Temptation… |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
Watch out, we’re gonna take over
TKK’s gonna rev your motor Cut the lines that make you sober Hell no way, the show’s not over We’ve gotta a bomb to set on fire We’ve gotta drug to take us higher We control the medication Turn on your imagination Tear it up, I’m the master of the mindway Rockin’ on the highway Rippin’ up the airwaves Give it up, get a groove on man We’re gonna eat you out We’re an American band Gotta drug to take us higher We’ve gotta a bomb to set on fire There’s no one here but a lot of crazy people Crazy people, crazy people, crazy people Watch out, we’re gonna take over Turn on your imagination |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
You are no good to anybody
Except to keep a fat world from falling A scum world without satisfaction An ill world pregnant with possessions Why won’t you just stop living? There’s a rock in your soul There’s a hole in your mind There’s a rock in your soul There’s a hole in your mind You’ve got an ass full of cash You’ve gotta mouth load of trash You’re goin’ nowhere fast You’re the untouchable class Why won’t you just stop living? Don’t you know there are more beautiful things in this world, Than that thing…between your legs! We’re rich, we’re famous, we’re beautiful We’re rich, we’re famous, we’re beautiful, and miserable Stink fist, Sick dick Dog pile, Rat hole Slime ball, Sin pig Trash can, Freak Man Why won’t you just stop living? |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Resurrection Of Luna (2007)
This is what I’ve been waiting for all my life
I’m going, I’m really going I’ve finally taken a step… |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
I'm comin' down on you so hard...
Right on sweet sista'! Sweet blessed divine. Rise and unite. Don't waste your time. Let your diety shine. Life is a game baby. I'm comin' down on you so hard... Baby, that's just life! Right on sweet sista'! Child of the knife, born of the fire. Take hold of life,the word is the liar. Take pride in your life. Baby get some pride! Life is a game baby. I'm comin'down on you so hard... Baby, that's just life! Right on sweet sista'! When you need a piece of pie,who do ya call? When you need a piece of pie, who do ya call? Ya know what I mean? I'm comin'down on you so hard... Ya know what I mean? She ain't got the time to mess with no dawgs... Yaknow what I mean? Right on sweet sista'! Life is a game baby. I'm comin' down on you so hard... Baby, that's just life! Right on sweet sista'! Life is a game baby. Baby, that's just life! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
Trick Baby...
Who's workin' the street? Huh! Hey, what's your name? Trick Baby... Get all you can get! Get all you can get while you can get it! Where did ya get that money? Who gave you that money? Hey, what's your name? Trick Baby... Get all you can get! Get all you can get while you can get it! Bahbadebahbebabah... Trick Baby... Where did ya get that money? Who gave you that money? Hey, what's your name? Trick baby... Who's that struttin' down the street? Who makes it work? Who's that struttin' down the street? Who makes it cook? Who's that struttin' down the street? Who makes it hot? Gettin' me high... Who's that shakin' down the street? Huh! Hey, what's your name? Trick Baby... Get all you can get! Get all you can get while you can get it! Baby I ain't no dummy! Who gave you that money? Get all you can get! Get all you can get while you can get it! Trick baby... Who makes it hot? Trick Baby. Cha cha cha cha cha cha... Trick Baby... Where's your dirty mind at? You better not meet nobody at a motel! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
May God strike me dead if I ever hustled!
I stole and I ran up bills I never paid, but I never hustled... Very deadly you. Very deadly you. Ooh baby ooh! She's expensive when nude. A stranger in time,lonely alley cat temptress. Ooh baby ooh! She's one Hell of a screw. Pay by the hour, she's a sexualactress. Woohoohoo... Very deadly you. Stuck in a lie from a bad reputation. You baby, you! Highclass taboo. Suckin' the life out of our situation. Her mind's asleep but her body's on fire. Zombielover's gonna get ya higher! Very deadly you. Very deadly you. Ooh baby ooh! She don't play by the rules. Slaughter the night, feed your guilty persuasions. Ooh baby ooh! She ain't got nothin' to lose. On a suicide ride filled with lurid seductions. Woohoohoo... Very deadly you. Stuck in a lie from abad reputation. You baby, you! High class taboo. Suckin' the life out of our situation. Yeah she'shigh class taboo, keep away! High class taboo... High class taboo! Woohoohoo... Very deadly you. Stuck in a lie from a bad reputation. You baby, you! High class taboo. Suckin' the life out of our situation. Her mind's asleep but her body's on fire. Zombie lover's gonna get ya higher! When she'sgot a lot of cash she feels alive. That dirty little whore will take you for a ride... Very deadly you! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
I, I can say that I have experienced a real closeness with someone, uh, while under the influence of drugs.
But it, it's very difficult for me to explain because it wasn't real. 'Cause the minute that I, that I, I was no longer high, there was no relationship there... at all! That's how we do it! Does it feel good when I look in your eyes? Does it feel good when I feel up your thighs? Does it feel good when I slip it inside? Does it feel good... Real good? Jet Set Sex, let's have sex. Sexy sex. Red hot sex! Does it feel good? Jet Set Sex (jet set sex). Does it feel good? Let's have sex (hot, hot sex). Does it feel good? Sexy sex (sexy sex). Does it feel good? Sex! Sex! Sex! Oh yeah... Jet Set - Jet Set Sex... The high society twist. That's how we do it! Jet Set - Jet Set baby c'mon - Jet Set Sex... The high society, the high society twist. Does it feel good when I'm huggin' ya tight? Does it feel good when I kiss ya tonight? Does it feel good when you're suckin' my lips? Does it feel good when you're squeezin' my hips? Does it feel good when I look in your eyes? Does it feel good when ya kiss me tonight? Does it feel good when I feel up your thighs? Does it feel good when I slip it inside? Does it feel good when you're suckin' my lips? Does it feel good when I'm squeezin' your hips? Does it feel good when I'm movin' that ass? Does it feel good? Oh yeah... Jet Set - Jet Set Sex... Let's have sex - Red hot sex... (applause) Nobody knows the troubles I've seen. Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows the troubles I've seen. Glory Hallelujah! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
Here we go! Ooo-oo-oo-ooo...
You've gotta go girl! You treat me like a fool. Like I'm a piece of trash. You talk behind my back. You leave me as your mess. And it's not good enough for me. And it's not good enough for me. I know you're lying baby. I can see that you're lying! You're lying, I know that you're lying baby - I can see, I can see in your eyes that you're lying! And it's not good enough for me. And it's not good enough for me. And it's not good enough for me. And nothin's good enough for you! Ooo-oo-oo-ooo... I gave you everything you wanted. Ooo-oo-oo-ooo... I gave you everything you needed. You treat me like a fool... yeah baby. Take your low heels off and put your whore heels on. Mmm-hmm, they sure are yummy baby. Take your low heels off and put your whore heels on. You know I like those heels baby... yeow! Uh-huh honey, I know that you're lying. You lie seven days a week! Seven times a day! You lie baby, you just keep on lying and lying... And it's not good enough for me. And nothin's good enough for you! Why ain't anything ever good enough baby? I keep on trying and you keep on lying... You ain't noithin' but a jive ass clown! Where did you get those shoes? Let me see them. Marvelous! Marvelous! I picked them up in the garbage. Did you really? Those are really great shoes! Aren't they fabulous? Yeah! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
She is bad, ooh, she's bad
You're sexy, try me Sounds like my kinda guy She is bad, ooh, she's bad Do you want it hard? Do you like it tough? You wanna pop me off? Wanna suck my stuff? She is bad, ooh, she's bad I know you want it bad I know you want it rough I know you want some more You can't get enough When God packaged me, he did the right thing He knew what he was doing No, baby...oh, yes, baby You're lookin' at what it takes Oh, no! That's why you're over there And I'm over here, momma You're sexy, try me Sounds like my kinda guy Work what ya got Please me, baby You want it bad, I know you want it bad Yeah, won't ya try me, baby Sounds like my kinda guy |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - The Filthiest Show In Town (2007)
You're a big star? You?
You're a big star Sophisticated, sophisticated living Isolated, over-rated, sophisticated living She likes to be undressed She lives in photographs She lights a cigarette She turns sex into cash He's hot, he's obsessed He lusts for what is best He likes the kinky sex He loves with no regrets You're a big star? You? You're a big star Sophisticated, sophisticated living Isolated, over-rated, sophisticated living |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
the city lights undress us
let's bless the bed we lie on desire swells with a continental touch eat up my world dissolvable body your meat is the world i need nobody journey to bondage fall prey to the whip goddess of mayhem the lust mistress trip punish me gently til i lose my obsession torture me slowly til i break down and cry you murder my mind with knives thrown in anger ravish my body sick til i'm dry sex revelations for the pill-crazed angel eyes so big and so black and so bad no reservations for the blue ice virgin you're the best thing you could ever have the city lights undress us let's bless the bed we lie on desire swells with a continental touch |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
here at the sign of the peacock
we find the club c'est sable it is a club dedicated to sad-ism i sit here all alone with a martini built for 2 i sit here all alone 'cause i've got nothing better to do i sit here all alone with a martini built for 2 i sit here all alone well i showed up but where are you the world we lived in departs beneath rust colored clouds we weep you're afraid of the dreams in the darkest part of your soul exchanging time for time the world we lived in departs you left me to stalk the night tell me are you mine can i say i am yours it's a cold fading scene |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
this is like a dream
this is like a dream baby too many sleepless nights staring into nowhere too many silent cries trap me in this nightmare i close my eyes and try to find someone to talk to and there you are i see your face i put my arms around you be my dream baby come on dream on come on come on this is like a dream this is like a dream baby too many passive dreams taking us to nowhere too many voices tell us this is not a love affair i close my eyes and try to find someone to talk to and there you are i see your face i put my arms around you be my dream baby copme on dream on come on come on too many sleepless nights staring into nowhere too many voices tell us this is not a love affair too many passive draems taking us to nowhere too many silent cries trap me in this nightmare and there you are i see your face i try i try to find someone to talk to i try i try to find someone to find someone be my dream baby |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
[s] "Turned on most of the time, and I'm showing one thing or another."
[s] "I feel like I've taken acid. I don't know. I don't think I did." [s] "I think I just went too high and never came down." [s] "DJ!" [s] "Come on!" [s] "Tune in and turn on!" [s] "I like it!" [s] "Ooo... Groovy." [s] "I like it!" [s] "I'd do that." [s] "Throughout the world, people are paying for a weekend of relaxation and entertainment." [s] "Stop looking at the dark side of things." [s] "Oh man, it's groovy, it's just..." [s] "Farout." [s] "What are you talking about?" [s] "Farout." [s] "I'm sick and tired of all this, I told you!" [ Unidentifiable Sample ] [s] "Throughout the world, people are paying for a weekend of relaxation and entertainment." [s] "Stop looking at the dark side of things." [s] "I feel like I've taken acid. I don't know. I don't think I did." [s] "Acid." |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
Bored with your sex life
Oh yeah Bored with your sex life Bored with your sex life Oh yeah Leathersex Embrace this night of powwer Kneel beside me take my hand Strip before the alter Let's test the blood of our command Groove on, assume the motion Breathe the holy pain it ressurects Bathe me in leather Bathe me in leather, drown me in your sex We tread where angels fear to go Where childish crimes are yours and mine Lick the tears from my face Be my slave, my soul divine Groove on, assume the motion Breathe the holy pain it ressurects Bathe me in leather Bathe me in leather, drown me in your sex Where is the action? Action is action Action makes things happen Yeah Leathersex |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
So, there I go to the bar
Sittin’ there all pretty and shit Lookin’ really good where I sit And I go to look for him And what do I see? Sittin’ there with her, not me! So, what do you expect from life.... |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
What's your name?
"Secret, what's yours?" "You dig masochism at all?" "Huh?" "Do you dig getting beaten?" "I never tried that!" "What goes for ten dollars?" "Well, whaddya want for ten dollars?" "I want something different, I want something special." "Ah no honey, not for ten bucks." "How 'bout your friend?" "Yeah, yeah, that's a good idea, yeah." "Hello!" "Hi big boy." "What's your name?" "Secret. What's yours?" We've got instant action, deep satisfaction An experience you'll always remember. We've got instant action, with all the passion from January to December. "Well, I'm looking for something unusual, something..." "Oh? Like maybe like these?" "Let me see that again honey." "I'm sorry, you've already got your free sample, how much do you want it, huh?" "That's very nice." "Next time you've gotta pay for it buddy." "How much would that cost?" "Look, I'll make it cheap. I'll make it... twenty?" "Well, what do you want for ten dollars?" "What's your name?" "'Secret', what's yours?" Instant action We got instant action |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
Ooo b-baby,
Sex On Wheelz. Ooo b-baby, Sex On Wheelz! I'll turn you on like a tiger baby. Hard body,.Motor City. Love life! I'll take you for a ride, down the mindway baby. Be my little human sacrifice. Do my kisses burn? Do they take your breath? You've got a lesson to learn now... I'm the kiss of death! History is written by winners baby, so let's make a little of our own tonight. If you're thinkin' my idea of fun is a drag, then you've never been to paradise. Do my kisses burn? Do they take your breath? You've got a lesson to learn now... I'm the kiss of death! Sex On Wheelz! Sex on wheelz. (x4) I'll turn you on like a tiger baby. Hard body,.Motor City. Love life! I'll take you for a ride, down the mindway baby. Be my little human sacrifice. Do my kisses burn? Do they take your breath? You've got a lesson to learn now... I'm the kiss of death! Sex On Wheelz! Sex on wheelz. (x4) Sex on wheelz. Sex On Wheelz! OOO B-baby. Ooo b-baby. OOO B-baby. Ooo b-baby. Sex On Wheelz! Sex on wheelz. (x4) Sex On Wheelz! Sex on wheelz. Sex On Wheelz! Sex On Wheelz! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
Sex
Sex is perverted and sick Come with me, share the magic, live the dream Let’s go down to groovy street and catch the scene We’ll lose ourselves, get our kicks, embrace the beat Forget what’s real and burn out on a love so sweet Fever’s got me walking blind I cannot see, I’ve lost my mind I like to watch the way you walk I live to hear the words you talk I’d like to know the things you do When no one’s there to spy on you I want to crawl inside your head To kiss your mind and lips of red I dig the things you do to me You’ve lit the fire to set me free, oh baby Underneath hot white light, give a scream Takes us up into the sky, and sets us free We’ll lose ourselves, get our kicks, embrace the beat Forget what’s real and burn out on a love so sweet Take all you need and leave the rest Now follow me to take the best Sex Sex is perverted and sick |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Sexplosion (2006)
i don't hurt anybody by walking barefoot
i don't hurt anybody by working in the garden i don't hurt anybody by just running around at night i don't hurt anybody i just want to be myself the heat is on watch out baby the heat is on watch out baby here we come the heat is on watch out baby the heat is on yeah we're wild on on the run the international sin set a scene of crime it's hot when you're in the international sin set for international sin didn't somebody tie you up the other day yeah why did they tie you up 'cause i said that i was leaving didn't somebody tie you up the other day yeah i was forced to stay some place like a slave sounds real groovy and the house is smooth there's a devil on the floor and he wants to groove to the kool kool rhythm of a dangerous beat he's shakin' up your body to confuse yor feet well it's time to move it so let's get to it trippin' on the bass ya know it makes me want to do it to the ladies of lust that you'll never forget keep on pumpin' to the rhythm of the jammin' sin set |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
13 Above the Night Time to go to a heavy place. We can feel the pulse of time. Naked in the make of lies, That suffocate and blind. We may burn, we will shine. Let's strip away the nausea, And rise above the night. Blow your sweet drug my man. Psykomatik baby. Time to go to a heavy place, And once we're there, We're gonna let our hair down, baby. Bite the vein, feed the line, sit back, And watch the world go crazy. Gotta get out from under the gun. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
He talks in his sleep to the ultra violet kind
He stalks to the beat in a violent state of time He's the babble of badlife; words are words No matter how you pay the price He'll castrate your soul And penetrate your mind Fear his fire eyes burnin' Spirits are never destroyed Fear his fire eyes burnin' Lost forever in the void Fear his fire eyes burnin' He feeds on the loveless In his sordid silent crime |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
I created your body, just as I created your mind
Ultra-flesh Deceive me, in bed with villains If ultra-flesh is whatchya want Ultra-flesh is what we've got Who's behind closed doors? A mini-flower child Who's behind closed doors? Playboys and playgirls Who's behind closed doors? Blue Buddha Waiting to be taken as plain as the light of day Come seeds (You've tried the rest) Of sufferin' (Come back to the best) Searchin', believin' in ultra-flesh Pleasure seeker Come seize the suffering Searchin', believin' in ultra-flesh (You've tried the rest) Decieve me (Come back to the best) Ultra-flesh (You've tried the rest) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come back to the best) Ultra-flesh Decieve me, in bed with villains If ultra-flesh is whatchya want Then ultra-flesh is what we've got Ultra-flesh Ultra-flesh Who's behind closed doors? A mini-flower child Who's behind closed doors? Playboys and playgirls Who's behind closed doors? Blue Buddha Waiting to be taken as plain as the light of day Come seeds (You've tried the rest) Of sufferin' (Come back to the best) Searchin', believin' in ultra-flesh Pleasure seeker Come seize the suffering Searchin', believin' in ultra-flesh (You've tried the rest) Deceive me (Come back to the best) Ultra-flesh (You've tried the rest) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come back to the best) "Won't you please me?" Ultra-flesh Deceive me, in bed with villains If ultra-flesh is whatchya want Then ultra-flesh is what we've got Ultra-flesh Ultra-flesh Ultra-flesh Ultra-flesh Who's behind closed doors? The perfect artificial man Who's behind closed doors? The world's greatest lover! Who's behind closed doors? The whore of Babylon! Who's behind closed doors? (5:54 seconds, you figure it out!) Who's behind closed doors? (5:54 seconds, you figure it out!) Who's behind closed doors? Playboys and playgirls! Who's behind closed doors? My Lord, help us! Who's behind closed doors? Blue Buddha! Blue Buddha! Blue Buddha! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Blue Buddha! Blue Buddha! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Blue Buddha! Blue Buddha! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
China de Sade
China lust Super highway living China de Sade China lust I need the flesh your giving Play to the hands of the psychotic fool China, so cool Deceiving and cold in her nocturnal mood China grooves Breed if you will your criminal style China wild Undress and possess The them die by the rule Yeah, China, you're so cruel Bleed if you must; you're victims of trust China lust Bitch goddess bit blonde velvet dust China lust Eyes full of wild China de Sade |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
Hypnotic mouth talks on fantasy phone
Sanitarium borderline Gone today and here tomorrow... Killed his taste for switchblades Locked in our room reliving old movies Oh how she adores him Join the children of hell Where is our pill-crazed brother? It's only real when it's dark |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
Don't want you to come with me
Don't want you to come with me Come with me, come with me Don't want you to come with me Don't want you to come with me Come with me, come with me Oh God help me Come with me, come with me Oh God help me Come with me, come with me |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
Who do you think you're dealing with, some old slut on 42nd street?
[s] "In case you didn't happen notice this, I'm one hell of a gorgeous chick!" Callin' Daddy Bad-bad Callin' Daddy Bad-bad Kiss the mirrors that sing the blues Heelz so high, go Scorpio groove City siren, watch her move As she rides the spirit of taboo Callin' Daddy Daddy Bad-bad Callin' Daddy Bad-bad Dammit Daddy Bad-bad Nasty nasty mad man Givin' up the cold cash Dirty dirty Bump jazz Givin' up the cash For some dizzy disko sex trash Disko Flesh Pot Disko Flesh Pot Turn it up and make it hot Ooh ah baby... She's a lusty instigator Ooh yeah baby... She's a power luv machine Oh ah baby... A real sleaze teaser Ooh yeah baby... A sassy kind thing Callin' Daddy Daddy Bad-bad Callin' Daddy Bad-bad Dammit Daddy Bad-bad Nasty nasty mad man Givin' up the cold cash Dirty dirty Bump jazz Givin' up the cash For some dizzy disko sex trash Disko Flesh Pot Disko Flesh Pot Turn it up and make it hot [s] "You quit licking your chops... you got your class." [s] "You wanna bet?" [s] "I have a surprise for you..." [s] "Who do you think you're dealing with, some old slut on 42nd street?" [s] "In case you didn't happen notice this, I'm one hell of a gorgeous chick!" Disko Flesh Pot Disko Flesh Pot Kiss the mirrors that sing the blues Heelz so high, go Scorpio groove City siren, watch her move As she rides the spirit of taboo Callin' Daddy Daddy Bad-bad Callin' Daddy Bad-bad Dammit Daddy Bad-bad Nasty nasty mad man Givin' up the cold cash Dirty dirty Bump jazz Givin' up the cash For some dizzy disko sex trash Ooh ah baby... Ooh yeah... ooh yeah! "When I was young I used to play doctor with him... he would hurt boys..." Turn it up Turn it up and make it hot hot Turn it up Turn it up and make it hot Ooh ah baby... She's a lusty instigator Ooh yeah baby... She's a power luv machine Oh ah baby... A real sleaze teaser Ooh yeah baby... A sassy kind thing Ooh ah baby... She's a lusty instigator Ooh yeah baby... She's a power luv machine Oh ah baby... A real sleaze teaser Ooh yeah baby... A sassy kind thing |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
I saw Miss Hate assisting a suicide, in fate-colored glasses
She thirsts for beauty Her teeth to the wind I ran for my life, Lilith, my sweet Come and take me Electrical soul wish Hold me in your arms A place beyond shame is where we belong Electrical soul wish Electrical soul wish You expect nothing from me Mecca for all Saying Mecca for all Slay it with flowers of cruel destiny Yearning for the last temptation |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
I saw Miss Hate assisting a suicide, in fate-colored glasses
She thirsts for beauty Her teeth to the wind I ran for my life, Lilith, my sweet Come and take me Electrical soul wish Hold me in your arms A place beyond shame is where we belong Electrical soul wish Electrical soul wish You expect nothing from me Mecca for all Saying Mecca for all Slay it with flowers of cruel destiny Yearning for the last temptation |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
And tonight in Los Angeles, California
Thousands of teenagers will drive up and down Hollywood Boulevard Endlessly searching for Sex! Come on, baby! Come on, baby! Welcome to the temple Welcome to the temple Welcome to the temple of the expanded mind! Oh! Is there anyone out there who believes? I believe! All right Up and down Hey! Up and down Ah! Up and down Come on, baby Endlessly searching! Up and down Hey! Up and down Ah! Up and down Come on, baby Endlessly searching! Up and down Hey! Up and down Ah! Up and down Come on, baby Endlessly searching! Up and down Hey! Up and down Ah! Up and down Come on, baby Endlessly searching for Sex! And tonight in Los Angeles, California Thousands of teenagers will drive up and down Hollywood Boulevard Endlessly searching And endlessly searching And endlessly searching for Satan! He's the one... He's the only one... He's the one... He's the only one... He's the one... He's the only one... He's the one... He's the only one... Oh! Look what you did! And you did it on purpose! And you did it on purpose! My master and my god I want no other! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
Baby blue heart,
where are ya goin' now? Caged and sober in Medication candyland You are the night-bird, you like it wild Sleave the moment, untie the rope you know the dope. Snake pit mix-up addict imitation Classic model, strutting down the Neon Drag savaged sexteen Third-rate yes-men, deadly stroking fate again Crushing-head King-size pussie Cinderella cries... |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
I always wanted to be a movie star
I always wanted to be a movie star Hey! Hey! Why am I doing this? Why do I have to do it, and why can't I just be an ordinary person? Why am I doing this? Why do I have to do it, and why can't I just be an ordinary person? I always wanted to be a movie star That was the day that she started knowing She had a gift that started showing That was the day that she started knowing She had a gift that started showing The star-maker pulled his strings He gave her golden wings But vicious snakes invade her world With cigarettes and purple pills "How do you like the accommodations?" "Well, I guess... they're fine, honey." Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Girl on a mind trip, lost on the Mindway She commits to a custom bike guy Over-sexed rebel of rubber Tired, punched, and numbered "Off with her head," said the king of lightning Would you like to come along for the ride? More life, more love, more freedom, more choice! More life, more love, more freedom, more choice! More life, more love, more freedom, more choice! More life, more love, more freedom, more choice! There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world Girl on a mind trip, lost on the Mindway Sacrificed to the beat of bright boots Taboos cut her star lust ways There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world There is an occult explosion taking place in the western world Would you like to come along for the ride? I always wanted to be a movie star I always wanted to be a movie star Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley Man on a red horse, man on a red Harley |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - 13 Above The Night (2006)
You're wasting your time trying to help those who cannot be saved."
[s] "Have you completely forgotten your true mission? You are under a spell which has made you forget everything!" Cry me a killer, a boy and a girl Rise from the ashes and escape from the world Trails of fire lace the dreams in their heads The soft touch of desperation on The Velvet Edge Draw down the moon on this city scum born Where the painful sensations are mindless and torn The absence of windows is making them stir Tragedy chance is the Will of the Pure. [s] "Darling!" [s] "My treasure, come!" [s] "At last, I've been so lonely without you." |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Lookin' for a way in, searchin' for a way out
Angels ride free in your mind But you're never gonna find it, if you're never gonna try Get your eyes on the road and suck the wild Hey man, get hip! Climb aboard our pleasure ship Speed boy, we know you're king of the wheel, Yeah, go man go! Go Apollo 69! Rocket baby, walk the line Feed my fire, now's the time Fly Apollo 69, yeah yeah! Driftin' like a stoned dog, sister rebel outlaw Agent for a vacant world Livin' in the shame club, workin' for that same love Shake it while you can, sunset girl Big man, so wild! Tune into our groovy style Freakout! Freak this! Ride upon erotic bliss You're king of the wheel, you're king of the wheel You're king of the wheel, yeah, go man go! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Limousines, oranges
Stars, moons, submarines Jeeps, glaciers Cars, caterpillars, even grapes It's none of my business But you have to eat Your appetite is appalling Eat, eat, eat the menu Have, have, have some salad Eat, eat, eat the menu Bite, bite, bite an apple Eat, eat, eat the menu S-s-suck, suck an orange Eat, eat, eat the menu Taste, taste, taste the pate I'm just a maid But yes to food is yes to life I've got to eat something Otherwise I'll die But the choice is too great I can't decide what to eat? I'll possibly just eat the menu How would you like strawberry juice Or lemon red sea perch? Eat, eat, eat the menu Bite, bite, bite the kiwi Eat, eat, eat the menu Have, have, have some chicken I'm just a maid But yes to food is yes to life The waiter came with the menu And said, "There you go" I said, "Thank you" And "But the choice is too great" Why can't I be a cod In the depths of the ocean And just eat small fish? The cod has so simple tastes But I have all the choice Bite, bite, bite an apple Suck, suck, s-s-suck (Eat, eat, eat the menu) Taste, taste the pate (Eat, eat, eat the menu) Oh, eat the menu (Eat, eat) Limousines, oranges Stars, moons, submarines Jeeps, glaciers Cars, even caterpillars Oh, you vague customer You'll have to look somewhere else You'll have to find something to eat Eat, eat, eat the menu No, eat, eat, eat a moment Eat, eat, eat the menu Eat, eat, eat the feeling Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Eat, eat, eat the menu Eat, eat, eat the person (Eat, eat, eat the feeling) Eat, eat, eat the menu (Eat, eat, eat the person) Eat, eat, eat (Eat the rock band too) I won't complain but |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Chemical Cop-Out! I scored this afternoon.
Wow! Chemical cop-out! Restless is the hunger in the 7th house on the Solar strip. Crystal twilight turn me ons with Psychedelick super-kick. Chemical cop-out lives inside a neon lie, where Hi-Fi Liquid motion paints a paisley sky. Silent are the sirents that bleed the soul through tainted veins. Shattered on a jagged edge, breathe the echos bound in chains. Chemical cop-out lives inside a neon lie, where Hi-Fi Liquid motion paints a paisley sky. Chimical cop-out. Just a Chimical cop-out, bossman. Ooh Yeah, Chimical cop-out. Just a Chimical cop-out. Silent are the sirents that bleed the soul through tainted veins. Tranquilizer flower junkie lust the nectar laced in pain. Chemical cop-out |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
"As soon as I can, I'm getting out of here."
Glamour is a rocky road. Skin-flicks, lipstick Baby scribbles in the mirror Drama overdoses Night shift, mind-twist she's got her finger on the trigger Drama overdose Cheap tricks for kicks Nasty little plaything Glamour is a rocky road! And then he hit me, and it felt like a kiss. Glamour is a rocky road! Chickie Baby's gone off the deep-end. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Everybody's downtown
Everybody's downtown Everybody's downtown on the Golden Strip Hot box, foxy teaser Thrill Kill's got mondo fever Wild-eyed child of fury In bed for bread, dirty beatnik movie Night world, red light gamblers Outlaws and way-out dancers Who do you think that you are? Mad, mod world-class superstars! Camera! Action! Bring on the beat Bomb Gang Girlz really turn up the heat Camera! Action! Repeat Sex bomb babe's gotta Bomb Gang beat Are you hungry for a hard ride, hard ride? Are you hungry for a hard ride? |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Let go! And swing it to the street-beat
Put the road under your wheels and burn, baby Turn into the high life Take it on a wild, wild ride Let go! And take it to the speed way Get into the action and kiss it all goodbye, bye baby Pull it into outer-space living in a wild, wild race Move into your mind's eye Running with the wind Super sonic cool drag Little hit and run heroine Let go! Bye, bye baby Let go! Bye, bye baby |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
I am what I am and I'm on fire and I hate you 'cause you hate me.
If you climbed inside my mind all you'd find is revolution. [s] "Come on, get in..." Jump into my chevy. Yeah, this time I'm gonna make it. Power up the mainline. Gonna ride it to Las Vegas. Greakin all the rules, And I can feel the hot blood rising, Baby, the hot blood rising, the hot blood rising. Split-level sinners are yesterday's winners. I'm not like you. You won't change me. Just a Holiday chaser in search of my destiny. [s] "Come on, get in..." Jump into my chevy. Yeah, this time I'm gonna make it. Power up the mainline. Gonna ride it to Las Vegas. Breaking all the rules, And I can feel the hot blood rising, Baby, the hot blood rising, ooo yeah! [s] "Why don't ya climb in?" [s] "Come on, get in..." Misfit believers And zodiac teazers, show baby skin games surrender your soul. Flesh following arrows to avenues nowhere. [s] "Come on, get in..." Gonna ride it to Las Vegas.... |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Baby don't stop the disco, baby.
Mindcage, walk upon a time-stage. You're mine inside this mindcage, mindcage freeway. Fall into the groove--way. Slip into the space-age, mindcage. Don't stop the disco, baby. How strange, everyone is insane. Guess I'm gonna fly away. Freeway, fall into the groove way. Slip into the space age mindcage, don't stop the disco, baby. Guess I'm gonna fly away. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Hot child, Hot rod, Hot blood Hot Dog!
Yeah, StarBaby, take me higher! Fly me to a place beyond the sun. Love me. Ya Rock it to the rhythm. I want more than pretty kitty thrill me's and cheap kisses in your little dirty movies. She trips in dreams throuh cirrus skies. She rides the road to paradise. Her hard love heard lies lost in lust. Vicious vixen Mission Stardust. Yeah Starbaby, take me hight! Fly me to a place byond the sun. Love me. Ya rock it to the rhythm. I want more than pretty kitty thrill me's and cheap kisses in your little dirty movies Stranger than strange is strangelove's hand, little hunger Venus in wonderland. Her hard love heart lies lost in lust. Vicious vixen Mission Stardust. Starbaby, take me hight. Glamour is my only weapon. She trips in dreams through cirrus skies. She rides the road to paradise. her hard love heart lies lost in lust. Vicious vixen Mission Stardust. She's a hungry venus. Yeah Starbaby. Mission Stardust, she's a vicious vixen. Glamour is my only weapon. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Hazy Sister Sunshine, is the scum of the city's heat getting to you?
Sister Sunshine. Mr. Eleganza, has the call of the glitter people clouded your view? Chrome leather lover, are you bad like the man who's been knocking you down? Mr. Eleganza, elevate beyond this electric dazzle, lexicon limbo! His heart is seditious, and dagger slick vicious. He blinds us with kisses! Quicksilver boychild, a silent son o fthe other kind, slow motion rider, a preisoner of your master's mind. Dream devil dancer spills the wine of mind's contempt. Mr. Eleganza, elevate beyond this electric dazzle lexicon limbo. His heart is seditious and dagger slick vicious. He blinds us with kisses. Hazy Sister Sunshine, is the scum of the city's heat getting to you? Sister Sunshine. Mr. Eleganza , has the call of the glitter people clouded your view? Are you bad like the man who's been knocking you down? Sister Sunshine. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Slow down and talk to me baby, you’re drivin’ just a little too fast
Just like your motor, I’m ready, hot and built to last Hell, if cruisin’ is your poison, let me cruise ya I’ll take ya far away, I never wanna lose ya Come walk with me baby, I’m headin’ to the otherside How far ya goin’? Look at ya baby, are you hungry for a place to feed? Like a rebel with no action needs a devil’s satisfaction for speed If power is the passion that controls ya, Drag your passion over here I wanna overload ya Come walk with me baby, i’m headin’ to the otherside Here we go! Talk to me baby, you’re drivin’just a little too fast Just like your motor, I’m ready, hot and built to last Hell, if cruisin’ is your poison let me cruise ya I’ll take ya far away, I never wanna lose ya Come walk with me baby, I’m headin’ to the other Come walk with me baby, I’m headin’ to the other Come walk with me baby, I’m headin’ to the otherside Let’s go for a walk! Look at ya baby, are you hungry for a place to feed? Don’t I even deserve a good-night kiss? |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
I may be a bitch, but I'll never be a butch.
Heartbreak, Heart ache, Miss Mistake, little snack in the sack. Baby don't come back. Midnight, moonlight, goodnight little snake in the grass. Trading kisses for cash. She's a fat cat full of smack and a slave to the sweat. Ah sweet dish, cosmic bitch, sugar lady star crash, crazy razor black trash. Dead-end daybraek, Miss Mistake, blow this town. Get gone girl go! She's a fat cat full of smack and a slave to the sweat. Baby don't come back. She's a fat cat full of smack and slave to the sweat. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Hit And Run Holiday (2006)
Elemental fool, baby give it to me.
I want it now. Shower me in universal luxury. Turn me on Mr. Hot, wild and free. Come on, Come on, sweet baby mystery. Take it like a man, boy. Come on baby. I hold the upper hand. Come on baby. Love me for the queen that I am. Wicked lover voodoo, yeah yeah ya. Show me in universal luxury. Fall into my arms. Escape into my spell. Fall into my arms, hard, fast and beautiful. Too beautiful to beat, to rotten to love, the hot blood, the fast stud. Bounce, girl, bounce! Universal luxury. Take it likea man, boy. I hold the other hand, boy. Take it like a man, boy. Love me like the queen that I am! Universal Luxury! Oh boy! Come on baby, shower me with universal luxury! |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
Limousines, oranges
Stars, moons, submarines Jeeps, glaciers Cars, caterpillars, even grapes It's none of my business But you have to eat Your appetite is appalling Eat, eat, eat the menu Have, have, have some salad Eat, eat, eat the menu Bite, bite, bite an apple Eat, eat, eat the menu S-s-suck, suck an orange Eat, eat, eat the menu Taste, taste, taste the pate I'm just a maid But yes to food is yes to life I've got to eat something Otherwise I'll die But the choice is too great I can't decide what to eat? I'll possibly just eat the menu How would you like strawberry juice Or lemon red sea perch? Eat, eat, eat the menu Bite, bite, bite the kiwi Eat, eat, eat the menu Have, have, have some chicken I'm just a maid But yes to food is yes to life The waiter came with the menu And said, "There you go" I said, "Thank you" And "But the choice is too great" Why can't I be a cod In the depths of the ocean And just eat small fish? The cod has so simple tastes But I have all the choice Bite, bite, bite an apple Suck, suck, s-s-suck (Eat, eat, eat the menu) Taste, taste the pate (Eat, eat, eat the menu) Oh, eat the menu (Eat, eat) Limousines, oranges Stars, moons, submarines Jeeps, glaciers Cars, even caterpillars Oh, you vague customer You'll have to look somewhere else You'll have to find something to eat Eat, eat, eat the menu No, eat, eat, eat a moment Eat, eat, eat the menu Eat, eat, eat the feeling Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Eat, eat, eat the menu Eat, eat, eat the person (Eat, eat, eat the feeling) Eat, eat, eat the menu (Eat, eat, eat the person) Eat, eat, eat (Eat the rock band too) I won't complain but |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
Don't want you to come with me
Don't want you to come with me Come with me, come with me Don't want you to come with me Don't want you to come with me Come with me, come with me Oh God help me Come with me, come with me Oh God help me Come with me, come with me |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
So you want to do something that's a little bit not too
Afro-centric-erotic-space-groove-jazz-fuck-acid-punk? Come on, what do you want? Come on, baby It's all about power, baby You know what I'm saying? It's all about sleepwalking through this endless night You want me to make you feel Like you ain't never felt before, baby? Tell me all your dirty little secrets, dirty little secrets I'm coming up to you like some kinda White witch in a fever, baby, oh yeah Don't tell me to control myself I mean, you don't want me To control myself, do you? Tell me all your dirty little secrets, dirty little secrets I just want you to slip your Tongue up a little bit closer And relate to me, baby You know what I'm saying? Tell me all your Dirty little secrets |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
So you want to do something that's a little bit not too
Afro-centric-erotic-space-groove-jazz-fuck-acid-punk? Come on, what do you want? Come on, baby It's all about power, baby You know what I'm saying? It's all about sleepwalking through this endless night You want me to make you feel Like you ain't never felt before, baby? Tell me all your dirty little secrets, dirty little secrets I'm coming up to you like some kinda White witch in a fever, baby, oh yeah Don't tell me to control myself I mean, you don't want me To control myself, do you? Tell me all your dirty little secrets, dirty little secrets I just want you to slip your Tongue up a little bit closer And relate to me, baby You know what I'm saying? Tell me all your Dirty little secrets |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
I may be a bitch, but I'll never be a butch.
Heartbreak, heart ache, Miss Mistake, Little snack in the sack. Baby don't come back. Midnight, moonlight, goodnight little snake in the grass. Trading kisses for cash. She's a fat cat full of smack and a slave to the sweat. Ah sweet dish, cosmic bitch, sugar lady star crash, crazy razor black trash. Dead-end day break, Miss Mistake, blow this town. Get gone girl go! She's a fat cat full of smack and a slave to the sweat. Baby don't come back. She's a fat cat full of smack and slave to the sweat. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DALEY, MARSTON/NARDILLO,FRANK PKA GROOVIE MAN <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
Everybody's downtown
Everybody's downtown Everybody's downtown on the Golden Strip Hot box, foxy teaser Thrill Kill's got mondo fever Wild-eyed child of fury In bed for bread, dirty beatnik movie Night world, red light gamblers Outlaws and way-out dancers Who do you think that you are? Mad, mod world-class superstars! Camera! Action! Bring on the beat Bomb Gang Girlz really turn up the heat Camera! Action! Repeat Sex bomb babe's gotta Bomb Gang beat Are you hungry for a hard ride, hard ride? Are you hungry for a hard ride? |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
I don't hurt anybody by walking barefoot
I don't hurt anybody by working in the garden I don't hurt anybody by just running around at night I don't hurt anybody! I just want to be myself The heat is on Watch out baby The heat is on Watch out baby, here we come The heat is on Watch out baby The heat is on Yeah we're wild and on the run The International Sin Set A scene of crime It's hot when you're in The International Sin Set For international sin Didn't somebody tie you up the other day? Yeah Why did they tie you up? 창??Cause I said i was leaving Didn't somebody tie you up the other day? Yeah, I was forced to stay some place like a slave Sounds real groovy and the house is smooth There's a devil on the floor and he wants to groove To the cool rude rhythm of a dangerous beat He's shakin' up your body to confuse your feet We'll it's time to move it So let's get to it Trippin' to the bass ya know it makes me want to do it With the ladies of lust that you'll never forget Keep on pumpin' to the rhythm of the jammin' sin set |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
Here, at the sign of the peacock, we find the Club C'est Sable
It is a club dedicated to sadism I sit here all alone with a Martini Built for 2 I sit here all alone cause I've got nothing better to do I sit here all alone with a Martini Built for 2 I sit here all alone, well I showed up but where are you? The world we live in departs Beneath rust covered clouds we weep You're afraid of the dreams in the darkest part of your soul Exchanging time for time The world we live in departs You left me to stalk the night Tell me, are you mine? Can I say I am yours? It's a cold, fading scene |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
Sex
Sex is perverted and sick Come with me, share the magic, live the dream Let’s go down to groovy street and catch the scene We’ll lose ourselves, get our kicks, embrace the beat Forget what’s real and burn out on a love so sweet Fever’s got me walking blind I cannot see, I’ve lost my mind I like to watch the way you walk I live to hear the words you talk I’d like to know the things you do When no one’s there to spy on you I want to crawl inside your head To kiss your mind and lips of red I dig the things you do to me You’ve lit the fire to set me free, oh baby Underneath hot white light, give a scream Takes us up into the sky, and sets us free We’ll lose ourselves, get our kicks, embrace the beat Forget what’s real and burn out on a love so sweet Take all you need and leave the rest Now follow me to take the best Sex Sex is perverted and sick |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - Dirty Little Secrets (2006)
She's gotta work it for the pleasure of the people. [x3] She'll only get lost in your mind. She's gotta work it for the pleasure of the people, she'll only get lost in your mind. Sex kitty dances to the heartbeat of a dreamer. Watch out, you're just wasting your time with her. [x3] You're just wasting your time. *music* She's gotta work it for the pleasure of the people [x4] |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Black magic panther always gets what she's after
She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Look at all you've got with your pretty candy kisses She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Just a whore in paradise Just a whore in paradise She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Push it to the limit, baby, downtown girl She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Too much information's penetrating her world She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Just a whore in paradise Just a whore in paradise She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes Black magic panther always gets what she's after Look at all you've got with your pretty candy kisses Push it to the limit, baby, downtown girl Push it to the limit, baby, downtown girl Push it to the limit, push it, push it to the limit She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes She's the blonde with lobotomy eyes |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Hey, look around you, everything's helter-skelter
Listen up, I warn you, run for cover, run Bang, it happened, time's up, Armageddon Fire, meltdown, the sky is crumblin' in Black curtains never endin' Black curtains Escape, you're jokin', can't find no place to run Hair is burnin', my flesh is bubblin' up Blood is boilin', taste copper on my tongue Fate is comin', welcome it with a smile Black curtains never endin' Black curtains, fall Black curtains never endin' Black curtains Something's under my skin Somethings very strange That is playing with my mind Telling me to kill you Am I dreamin'? My heart pounds my chest Held for ransom in a spider's web Suffocatin', no one hears my calls Never endin' till the black curtain falls Snakes surround me offerin' their death kiss to me Down, I'm drownin', how long I hold my breath Dogs are chasin', my legs are paralyzed Pray, don't find me, my life is fadin' fast Black curtains never endin' Black curtains, fall Black curtains never endin' Black curtains |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Acid angels come to the fangs of love
Swine brother beware Stare deeper blank mirror hating a vacant heart You're goin' down Who has a hold of you Touching and molding you? Tell us why you're all to blame Acid angels come to the fangs of love Acid angel, teenage time bomb Acid angel, teenage time bomb Acid angel, acid angel Acid angels come to the fangs of love Acid angels come to the fangs of love Swine brother beware Stare deeper blank mirror hating a vacant heart You're goin' down Who has a hold of you Touching and molding you? Tell us why you're all to blame Acid angels come to the fangs of love Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Acid angel, teenage time bomb Acid angel, teenage time bomb Acid angel, acid angel Acid angels come to the fangs of love Playing baby, you belong lost Playing baby, playing baby When life is dark, breakdown in three parts Playing too sweet to die Who's got a hold of you? Melting, controlling you You cry in the streets, riddled with freaks Acid angels come to the fangs of love Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down Swine brother beware, you're goin' down You're goin' down, you're goin' down You're goin' down, you're goin' down You're goin' down, you're goin' down You're goin' down, you're goin' down You're goin' down You're goin' down |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Feel the bite, feel the bite
Feel the bite, feel the bite I'm leading the way To an escape I'm casting a stare Straight for your eyes A space locked inside Out of sight, out of sight I'm the one with the claws Gotta way with the law I'll fade you away Full of despise A space locked inside Out of sight, out of sight A space locked inside Out of my mind, out of my mind I'm leading the way To an escape I'm casting a stare Straight for your eyes A space locked inside Out of sight, out of sight I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference I'm buried in black Swinging in a sea of indifference |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Is God in show business too?
Don’t ever trust the words of a stranger You never know, he might be a killer Without a second thought, he’d suck you in Blood money, smack attack confessions I’ve got a crime for all seasons Without a second thought, he’ll suck you in uh-huh, uh-huh I wish you’d tell me what you’re talking about You think you’re big? You’re not so big! They’ll try to convince you Deceive and persuade you But all that they offer are Lucifer’s flowers They’ll rape and sedate you With words suffocate you But all that they offer are Lucifer’s flowers They’ll trick you, they’ll twist you Believe they can save you But all that they offer are Lucifer’s flowers The psychotic angels grow Lucifer’s flowers Lucifer’s flowers Lucifer’s flowers Is God in show business too? |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker
Super daddy! Psycho, foxy, tricky baby Naughty, wasted, fuckin' crazy Midnight deadly go-go cruiser Johnny Dagger, jet ride brother Heavy biker, hippie hustler Cool sweat, hot sexy sucker Dirty sugar dog Viper kissin' evil lover Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker Pleasure planet boy Funky bad-ass razor motha Lookin' for a dose of action. |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker
Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker Pop sexy sucker Super daddy Psycho, foxy, tricky baby Super daddy Naughty, wasted, fuckin' crazy Super daddy Midnight deadly go-go cruiser Johnny dagger, jet ride brother Heavy biker, hippie hustler Cool sweat, hot sexy sucker Dirty sugar dog, viper kissin' evil lover Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker Pleasure planet boy Funky bad-ass razor motha Super daddy Psycho, foxy, tricky baby Super daddy Naughty, wasted, fuckin' crazy Super daddy Midnight deadly go-go cruiser Johnny dagger, jet ride brother Heavy biker, hippie hustler Cool sweat, hot sexy sucker Dirty sugar dog, viper kissin' evil lover Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker Pleasure planet boy Funky bad-ass razor motha Cool sweat, hot sexy sucker Dirty sugar dog, viper kissin' evil lover Cool sweat, pop sexy sucker Pleasure planet boy Funky bad-ass razor motha Cool sweat, sexy sucker Cool sweat, hot sexy sucker Hot sexy sucker Thirsty for a dose of action Thirsty for a dose of action Thirsty for a dose of action Thirsty for a dose of action Thirsty for a dose of action |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - A Crime For All Seasons (2006)
Maniac martyr,
Out for the kill. Kult devil rider, Gettin' queer for a fix. Poison puppet, Lick the shit off my boot. You're a shell of a man, Selling flesh to transcend. Down with the boys, Yetserday's void. Give me your strange drug. Asylum disciple, Lord of the wild! Soul spinner thriller, Life's crash hungry child. Your a ghost of a man, Selling flesh to transcend |
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from My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult - I See Good Spirits, I See Bad Spirits (2006)
And this is what the devil does
And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does You liars repent And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does You liars repent Our lord and master You know I must be crazy To show this as my way of living I find that it's easy cutting up the pieces Get outta here Our lord and master Get outta here Our lord and master This man say, I have needed To mend my unholy life I fall to my knees praying I find it hard and easy Get outta here Get outta here Get outta here Get outta here My life with the thrill kill kult My life with the thrill kill kult My life with the thrill kill kult My life with the thrill kill kult And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does This man say And this is what the devil does I have needed And this is what the devil does To mend my unholy life And this is what the devil does I fall to my knees praying And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does I find it hard and easy And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does What are you trying to do, drive me crazy And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does I can't be anything except what I am And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does You liars repent Thrill kill kult Thrill kill kult How I hate black Thrill kill kult Thrill kill kult I can't be anything except what I am Thrill kill kult Thrill kill kult You liars, you liars You liars, you liars, you liars repent And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does And this is what the devil does |
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