Prophet歌词

She feels me up then she kicks me down
Chews her gum while humming a song
Has me for dinner in her dressing gown
Stark naked underneath I am
Feebly struggling and played along
I should get out but her hips are strong
I try to peek out of my blindfold
Cuffed, gagged and cheaply sold
But I know something that she’ll pay to keep
A secret, we let ourselves back in the game

And so the dance goes on in a dirty style
She will provide no rest for the weary eye
It’s far too late to apologize
And if you care to dance, not a chance
Stand in line
Wait up for miss Swedish Pie
Will I join her foul pigsty
Of broken men trying to prophesy
Her next move while we can’t move
Stand in line

How many men have you done this to?
I suspect that we are quite a few
Sweet-talk us and bump us around
Bury us under miles of mound
But I know something that you’ll pay to keep
A secret, but I can’t get any leverage

And so the dance goes on in a dirty style
She will provide no rest for the weary eye
It’s far too late to apologize
And if you care to dance, not a chance
Stand in line
Wait up for miss Swedish Pie
Will I join her foul pigsty
Of broken men trying to prophesy
Her next move? While we can’t move
Stand in line Stand in line Stand in line...

And so the dance goes on in a dirty style
She will provide no rest for the weary eye
It’s far too late to apologize
And if you care to dance, not a chance
Stand in line
Wait up for miss Swedish Pie
Will I join her foul pigsty
Of broken men trying to prophesy
Her next move? While we can’t move
Stand in line Stand in line Stand in line...