Electric Six - Satanic Wheels | Текст песни

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• Electric Six
• Satanic Wheels

No wine for witches,
It’s a shame,
And the finest stitches
Write your name
She’s got a lockbox that she keeps from all to show,
But the combination was forgotten long ago

Run over me with satanic wheels,
Do you know how that leather feels?
Do you know?

No time for martyrs this time around,
As I get smarter, I’m gonna burn you down

Run over me with satanic wheels,
Do you know how that leather feels?
Do you know?

Just like a tainted horoscope,
Just like a touchy-feely grope,
Just like a bloody overcoat,
Just like a sinking pleasure boat

I get my advice from gas boy,
I get all of my gas from advice boy,
Let’s get up, let’s get up and move,
Let’s get into the Smorgasbord groove

And like my theory just proved,
When mountains are moved, views are improved,
And I, [Run over me with Satanic wheels] think it’s getting [Do you know how that leather feels?] better all the time
Do you know?
Do you know?
Do you know?
Do you know?