Kill the king and his bureaucratic friends come on
And we'll even skull that little whore
You'll do anything she says
We won't hear from him in days
Satan's got you on your knees
Begging, crying, happy you're leaving,
Never seems to fornicate
On the table before that rape
My relationship to me means equality
Not some bitch walking over me
No dumb thing I can tell baby
Okay whore, time to end it
Satan's got you on your knees
Begging, crying, happy you're leaving,
Never seems to fornicate
On the table before that rape
