Dust Cake Boy lyrics

by

Babes In Toyland


[Intro]
Whoa, shoot!
Oh yeah, why don't you shoot?
Yeah, shoot
Oh yeah!

[Verse 1]
Indian Billy, simple sin, scratches across my
Skin, skin, skin! Skin, skin, skin!
Soft gravel scratches cross my
Skin, skin, skin! Skin, skin, skin!
It ain't love, baby, that makes this martyr
Grin, grin, grin! Grin, grin, grin!
Simply sick where Billy's
Been, been, been! Been, been, been!

[Chorus]
Oh, my soul
There's a hole
Oh, my soul

[Verse 2]
Sending psychic messages you can't even
Hear, hear, hear! Hear, hear, hear!
From my dumb mouth to your deaf
Ear, ear, ear! Ear, ear, ear!
Sugar spit sentiment never even
Meant, meant, meant! Meant, meant, meant!
We've all dragged our Jesus hair
Around, round, round! Round, round, round!

[Chorus]
Oh, my soul
There's a hole
Oh, my soul
Dust cake boy, boy, boy

[Bridge]
Whoa, he wavers me something
God, he wavers me something
Well, he f*cks real mean
Mean!
[Verse 3]
She screams out your name cause she sweats to be
Me, me, me! Me, me, me!
Has a crystalline c*nt made of mint julep
Tea, tea, tea! Tea, tea, tea!
You're staring at something you're never gonna see
Take your small eyes away from
Me, me, me! Me, me, me!

[Chorus]
Oh, my soul
There's a hole
Oh, my soul
Dust cake boy, boy, boy

[Outro]
Whoa, dust cake boy
He f*cks, wow
He f*cks real good
He f*cks real mean
He f*cks mean
He f*cks mean!
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