The Skank Heads (Live at Roskilde '99)

You have seen me lie You have seen me crucify respect Seen redundant eyes Seen the tension stagger to the mike Made the bed too high Have to slad on matey floors of sin Slap the face, too sane See the face, too wet as I deny myself, deny Get off, get off me, get off, get off me Get off, get off me, get off, get off me Bet you're posing hard So secure, a smacked up cuntie bitch Now you're stuck for words Scrambling for sarcastic wit But I got that special knowledge Of the crap that makes your skank head tick All that brave you like, all that shirty pretense You deny yourself, yourself, yourself, deny Get off, get off me, get off, get off me Get off, get off me, get off, get off me Get off, get off, get off, get off Get off, get off me, get off, get off me Get off, get off me, get off, get off me, off