SCRATCH YOUR BACK
 
nothing left to lose
now you lost your life
i'm going forwards
but it feels like backwards
every other girl
makes a fine wine
try not to kill her
she might be mine
rising from the dead
get up, get off the bed
i'm gonna scratch your skeleton skull
gonna rip that flesh
right off your broken bones
 
gonna scratch your back
while you scratch mine
 
gotta do the work
cause the rent ain't done
i get paid every seven suns
try not to murder the boss' son
he may be a jerk
but he gets the job done
seen him in the pantry
with a magazine
saw your sister there
with that hair that gleams
open up a can of refried beans
i'm hungry something wild
and obscene
 
gonna scratch your back
while you scratch mine
 
...gona sew that flesh
right back you your bones