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Satan Place

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Satan Place

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Lurchin' round the parking lot, a man possessed (of not a lot)

Skin and bones and rings and crown, legs reach right down to the ground

Swivel hips and loose lips. Stab the dagger, turn it round

His life's an open boo scribbled in his own blood

His constant companion always at hand

Makin' entries in his diary... the diary of SICK-MAN

Overcome by waves of lechery - one for you sixteen for me

Kill the monkey on his backhe kisses BIG, he kisses BLACK

Profile of neanderthalleaves his debris in the hall

Pushover furniture-barroom brawls... takin' notes from toilet walls

His victim screams - he has a ball

THE BIGGER THE HEAD THE HARDER THEY FALL

He lives a life of luxury, he lives a life of misery

The entries in his diary are the entries of SICK-MAN

His constant companion always at hand

Makin' entries in his diary... the diary of SICK-MAN

His pen's as mighty as his sword. Bites off more than he can afford

The torture-meister relishing - intimidating everything

Typewriter rhythms drowning the newly acquired insecurity

Gets in fightsstays up nightsrends and mends companion's tights

Forcin' symptoms of his own disease

A BOY FOR YOU, BLACK PLAGUE FOR ME

His constant companion always at hand

Makin' entries in his diary... the diary of SICK-MAN

His constant companion always at hand

Makin' entries in his diary... the diary of SICK-MAN

Blackheaded Blackguard with a blackjack

Laced his coffee with spoons of RATSAC

Hangs his trophies on walls of his place - hangs his carrots in front

of his face

Lust and greed has swallowed him - tearing limb from hymn to limb

He's worries how - he got a gun swallowed in his clammy hams

All he got for Christmas was a chip on his shoulder

And a constant reminder

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