Album Cover Rattlesnake

Rattlesnake

Kabaret Sybarit

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Ha ha ha, I kid you not

I think I just heard my Luger saying

"Shoot me, shoot me""Fire me through his wrinkely face"

Well, it′s not that I don't want to

But first I wanna hear you yelling

"Kill me, kill me, kill me" ha ha ha

Well, well, well what have we here?

A shitload full of no fucking money

Oh my darling, that′s not nearly good enough

Yeah, doggy style was never my thing

I get my spin with other men and

Honey, honey, honey guess what?

I never did care for waiting

I better like compensating

And mama just taught me one thing

Sewing stitches like a madame

Living is overwhelming

Dying might just be your thing

Cause papa just taught me one thing

"Take things into your own hands"

Hey now, don't be blurry

You know I hate those eyes

I am sorry

'Cause I love you

Like a rattlesnake

Like a belly ache

Like this gun to your face

And people do crazy things for love

Click, goodbye and there he goes

Man, this whole idea is turning

Very messy

Looks just like the fetish chamber

But this madame has got an empire

And old Marcel goodbye farewell

I hope you go to hell

Click, bang!

Sew, sew, sew and sew all night

With all these goddamn wrinkles I can

Stretch him just like a skin coloured rubberband

Gotta say it makes it easy

I think I start to like him better

Rubber, rubber, my Rubberman

I never did care for waiting

I better like compensating

And mama just taught me one thing

Sewing stitches like a madame

Killing is overwhelming

And dying was always your thing

Cause papa just taught me one thing

"Take things into your own hands"

Hey now, don′t be blurry

You know I hate those eyes

I am sorry

Cause I love you

Like a rattlesnake

Like a belly ache

Like this gun to your face

And people do crazy things for love

Rubberman do my bidding

Yeah, Rubberman′s always willing and

Rubberman's head is spinning when

Rattlesnake pulls her string and

My marionetto kind of guy

He won′t ever ask me why, no

So let the games begin

I never did care for waiting

I better like compensating

And mama just taught me one thing

Sewing stitches like a madame

Living is overwhelming

And dying might just be your thing

Cause papa just taught me one thing

"Take things into your own hands"

Oh, killing is overwhelming

And dying was always your thing

Cause papa just taught me one thing, yeah

"Take things into your own hands"

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