Codeine , Glue And You Lyrics

My fire's burning low as my song grinds out on the radio, I just want to move you slow and low and shoot my eight ball in your corner pocker hole, "life's a gas" or so it seems you know i blow a fuse when you come in my dreams, I've got this fear no kiss can cover I know we need no help to hurt each other, if ^ were ( i'd lose my mind yet i go crazy for you all the time little motorhead don't you whine there'll be some peace at the end of the line, if sic were nine if six were nine, demolition delicious-don't listen-don't hate sex- like a shot of speedway methadrine coming on like a hot-head machine she's my only teenage dream- if you know what i mean