The Rockabye

Do or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightDo or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightGet your filthy hands off my ice cream
Put your filthy mind in my hands
When you open your mouth it's a smokescreen
And nobody understandsAnd I can see you through my windows
Collecting dirt outside
Spinning in circles with feathers and bones
Diseased and paralyzedDo or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightDo or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightI licked my way to heaven
I broke my arms for worse
I want to go where fever flows
And spiders go to churchBarking up the wrong leg
Spitting at your friends
Your filthy hands forever stained
The rockabye defendsDo or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightDo or die, it's a rockabye
Come on over mine tonightDo or die, it's a rockabye
Roll on over mine tonight
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