Women

Primitive Radio Gods

Don't say you love me, life isn't fair

And I don't care...So don't be stupid

Who builds the missiles? Who trains the gods?

I am the rod in desperate women



We can ask for nothing more

Chocolate legs and velvet horns

Faceless sailors on the shore



I'll be the sole survivor

Unlock your doors and let me in

I'll be the sole survivor

I'll bend you down and stick it in



I'll wear the apron, I'll play the part

Of modern art...Leo da Vinci

Why try and save her? She lives in every song

She's like a gong...You've got to bang her



We can ask for nothing more

Chocolate legs and velvet horns

Faceless sailors on the shore



I'll be the sole survivor

Unlock your doors and let me in

I'll be the sole survivor

I'll bend you down and stick it in



I'll be the sole survivor

Unlock your doors and let me in

I'll be the sole survivor

I'll bend you down and stick it in



I'll be the sole survivor

Unlock your doors and let me in

I'll be the rising sirens

I'll bend you down and stick it in



Submitted by Michael Hack