She played in a tavern, said it was country, She played a sweet song, helped keep her steady, Caught an eye from the corner, of the stinkin’ men’s bar, The eye she thought would someday take her afar...
Accepted a ride home, on that cold winters day, Another glass of whisky, another game to play, When you turn on the dim-lights, darkness begins to grow, When the flesh begins to beckon, passions begin to flow!
They take another oath, to slay with decency, The lights at the operation theater bear witness to what they see, When the oath means no shit to them, they carry on their task, And we have another bloody baby, beneath the surgeons mask.
Each limb is tugged and plucked away; she sounds her inaudible shriek, Sorry little darling, mama’s life is at its peak, You’re just another fetus, so tender and so soft, But mama’s playing it cool this time, Doctor rip it off!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
