To Live And Shave In L.A. - New! Skin Chamber Lite! lyrics

snaky backs, spanked little "popos" business: bu*toning dummy's fly ice-cold coffee-dark concoction fingernail caught in the silk of his tie yes it was time to leave for the station between man and teapot - a second-rate diamond the shaven shins of Telegraph Sam sh**-hot in Amsterdam soothe my parched and aching mouth packed tight with heat wave wear "I pulled in a hooker off the Ma**apequa street..." clear with one more fence to beat looked like rain- tie would be ruined "I'll be sixth row center TG reunion" the pig-sticker switchblade blithely signed, or something along those lines... New! Skin Chamber Lite! "I'd really like to stretch my legs next time I'll take a good sniff" but then a jolt - redundant he didn't envy the hardy bathers his snoring ceased, his lips smacked once or twice put on a casual dark-red sweater gave himself a gentle bite "You shouldn't do any cooking you have such precious nails" a regular four-room apartment with kitchen his little prick's about to stiffen! "Let's not have any of your c*nt, please put it away" disposed to satisfy... "Taste the black damp within that jamb..." or something along those lines! New! Skin Chamber Lite! "I'd really like to stretch my legs next time I'll take a good sniff of over-combed and scolded quiff..." New! S.C. Lite! strychnine causes spasms in frogs! "next time I'll take a good sniff" then a jolt - redundant "I do as I am told" ducks his head into the sh** "My prick would have gone dead limp by the third" he surely didn't stop at that milk souring, sparing nothing the body, save upon the breasts her tongue drawn back, down and pa**ed through "'Tis a comical effect!" huffed gusts of truly bone-shattering cuffs - postponed until mealtime "Pa** the forty-weight pronto, baby" or something along those lines... David Warner and Jobriath Bhopal, oh no no no no!