Let It Blurt Lyrics

Had a Quaalude romance,
a real modern affair.
Fucking for hours
to Raw Power:
a whole lifetime we shared.
She was my teenage dream,
but I was 25.
After the abortion,
only rancor left alive.
But that's OK, baby.
I just told her what I had to say:
"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
I wish your ass was dead!"

And if it hurts,
just let it blurt.

Vitriol all down your bib,
you know you can always leave
if you don't like what's happenin'.

Sittin' by the dock of the bay,
later on the same ol' D-Day,
drinkin' port wine and singing "Sister Ray,"
wonderin' why I wasn't born gay.
Makes you feel just like an ofay.
But that's cool too, baby.
Just say what you've gotta say:
"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!
The baby wasn't mine!"

You know it hurts.
Just let it blurt.

I know it ain't funny.
It ain't funny at all, baby.
That's why I'm crying:
because I'm laughing.
Ha, ha! And fuck you!
I'll see you in hell, baby.
I'll see you in hell, baby.
I'll see you in hell.