Spudmonsters Too Sick To Die
Call me a thrill-seeker
I’m going out of my head
I wanna feel that new sensation
I read about it in a magazine
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
I’ve got the noose around my neck
I’ve got my dick in my hand
I want to feel that new sensation
If I pass out, I may pass on
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come!
