Rain come down for days makes such thunder This old house can't take that much more And it just might take you and me under Makin' such a great commotion
I don't feel uncompensated , when I saw you stay awake Feel all the aspartic, why am I still awake? You don't know what's coming to you, so you look
(feat. Cam'ron) [Jr Writer:] Writaaa! Let's have a pep talk, never my check short I hop in da lex sport and pop up on west port Know my next tought?
pussy with a throbbing clit, I wanna reach beneath my skirt and strobe my dripping cunt, I wanna put on black fish nets and go out on the hunt! I wanna be a dyke
If you invest your tuppence wisely in the bank Safe and sound Soon that tuppence safely invested in the bank Will compound And you'll achieve that sense
A British bank is run with precision, a British home requires nothing less Tradition, discipline and rules must be the tools Without them disorder, chaos
Wanted a nanny, for two adorable children If you want this choice position Have a cheery disposition Rosy cheeks, no warts (That's the pot I put in)
Early each day to the steps of St. Paul's The little old bird woman comes In her own special way to the people she calls Come buy my bags full of crumbs
Chim, chimney, chim, chimney Chim, chim, cherry A sweep is as lucky As lucky can be Chim, chimney, chim, chimney Chim, chim, cheroo Good luck will rub
Step in time, step in time Come on my dear, step in time Step in time Step in time, step in time Step in time, step in time Never need a reason, never
With a tuppence for paper and string You can have your own set of wings With your feet on the ground you're a bird in flight With your fist holding tight
We're clearly soldiers in petticoats And dauntless crusaders for women's votes Though we adore men individually We agree that as a group they're rather
I don't feel uncompensated , when I saw you stay awake Feel all the aspartic, why am I still awake? You don't know what's coming to you, so you look just
I like going to the dyke march Because I like to be surrounded with women. Marching naked ladies. We recruit. We recruit... There's no one telling us
with a throbbing clit, I wanna reach beneath my skirt and strobe my dripping cunt, I wanna put on black fish nets and go out on the hunt! I wanna be a dyke
Traduzione: Le Tigre. Dyke marzo 2001.