gort and caretaker - Song About Sex

I've got a special set of plans that involves tying down your hands, then maybe we can get a drink

And if all of it goes to plan then maybe we can start a band and just sing every thought we think

Songs about sex go over well on corporate radio so maybe we'll just sell a bunch of those

The motivator isn't sex, it's the paycheck, but maybe sex can be cool too, it just depends

I know I'm right
I have you tell me all the time
I know I'm cruel
But at least I'm not you

Play stupid games win stupid prizes, memorize the back of my eyelids, at least that's what I did today

Feel the overwhelming sense of dread and the pain in the back of my head and just hope it goes away

I know I'm right
I have you tell me all the time
That's not invitation for you to
Speak to me that way
I know I'll pay someday

Written by:
Caretaker, Caretaker

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