She - Toyah

She smears it all o’er me

Our raw meat clash

A parapet or balcony

Our raw meat thrash

Her flesh creep all over me

Our bones mash

I spend my money

Astride of her

I straddle her on bended knees

Her begging doth please

No quality of flesh

Of cavernous depths

I pioneer her depths

No quality of meat from the streets

She is she is she is she is

The dirt on her flesh

I spend my money

Astride of her

I straddle her on bended knees

I straddle her on bended knees

She smears it all over me

Raw meat

Seethes in and out of me

Our bodies clash

As soon as we greet

There’s blood, heat, blood, light

Our bones mash

I love that trash

I’m snared

We dance on bended knees

Raw meat between our toes

The raw meat thrashes

We thrash

She is she is she is she is

Cheap machine

You filthy slut I want to see you creep under me

Raw meat, raw meat Alleluia!