A Lubricated Rubber Glove And Pornographic Photos Of A Decapitated Chinese Hooker Lyrics

Rationalism is no equal to romanticism.
A crime of passion.
holding her head under water.
She took notes as I stole her thong so the dame got what was coming to her.
I know that I've got the look,
so no mister with a handle bar mustache can tell me otherwise.
You've got a lot to learn about rock n' roll. God is a bullet.
I had no choice.
I had no way out.
I had to pull the trigger