herman brood – back (in y’r love) lyrics
back (in y’r love)
when the wind is crawlin’
at y’r bas-m-nt floor
& the rats are runnin’ round
tryin’ to get underheath y’r chamber door
when i smell the . . .
on y’r sweatstained street
& i see this french chick
lickin’ my speed
when the snow is wettin’
my old wooden chair
& the crabs are runnin’ round
in my pubic hair
when y’r bubblegum is stickin’
in my pubic hair
when all my old sollicitors
come around, only needles for a pay
& all me brandnew visitors
only have spoons to give away
all my precious pleasures
you took away with all your charms
& all my so called treasures
made a strainer of my arms
d-mn this cruel december
days shift into nights
i wish i could remember
how you drifted from my sight
anything i can think of
it never seems enough
i make friends with y’r daddy
i make friends with y’r dog
just to get you let me back in y’r love
just to get you let me back in y’r love
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