Love On Smack

You say your life's been wasted

You say there's nothing left

You've been so disillusioned

Living on your theft

You call up ask to meet me

Under our favourite tree

I say this must be real bad

For you to call on me

I get there and I find you under our favourite tree

I can smell the blossom, and hear the buzzing bee

I sit down right beside you and I look into your eyes

I feel a deep emotion as you look onto the skies

And she says

I've lived a life of evil, some people say I'm mad

I've been through prostitution, you can't count the men I've had

I've lived on what I've stolen, and hoped inside a lie

I beg you stay and hear me now, and help me while I die

I say: What are you talking of?

Oh, what is this you say?

Dying's not for you, my love

You say: It's what I pay!

You say: I thought you'd understand, first to make love to me

I still remember feeling your gland rubbing deep in me

Passionate feelings they arouse, never ask me why

Please make love to me once more, here before I die

She's dying, dying

The best way out

She's dying, dying

Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here

Nor call a doctor while I die, it's drawing near

I kiss her once upon the cheek, her arms they embrace me

She whispers softly while carressing: Darling, can't you see?

We both make love so passionate, our feelings they must show

Our climaxes now they fulfill, her eyes they close, oh no!

She's dying, dying

The best way out

She's dying, dying

Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here

Nor call a doctor while I die, it's drawing near

She's dying

She's dying

She's dying

She's dead