Attrition White Men Talk
Put on your head and call me, mummy
I'd make your bed and lie in it
Making love or making money
Have you heard of it?
I could murder it
White men talk
Dig up your past and call me trouble
Hold your breath or tongue inside
Paid you back I paid you double
The sunnyside of genocide
White men talk
Shoot from the hip and call me, sugar
I can't escape
Your rape or mine
Cause a fuss because your lover
Slept on dreams from time to time
