Lyrics to Turn On Me
I'm from a rusted track chicken shack factory town
I can sell you a shooters Bible beautifully bound
Get your flies in my buzz
Get your wolf in my howl
But I'll never touch your chick
Unless you fuck with my fowl
I'm gonna find you
Step up behind you
I go drip wax trippin on my votive divine
I'll take a sip of corn liquor over blues anytime
I never choke my goose, never jack my jaw
I won't assasinate the President
Or call upon the law
I'm gonna mine you, refine you
Till you turn on
Till you turn on me
You are the raw material and my fertile mind
Is not an egg drop body shop
And you're on the line
I'll take a pinch of this, add a snatch of that
Stoke the big black smokestack under my hat
I'm gonna sign you, redefine you
Till you turn on
It's a two by four skindustrial town
And I'm runnin the company right into the ground
Got a hole in my bucket, I'm a phone sex freak
Chasin Little Bo Peep around the peek-a-boutique
I require what I desire
Lover turn on
Lover turn on me
I been up workin all night, down in my lab
I got the Bride of Frankenstein asleep on the slab
Waiting for a lightning bolt to rattle my beams
A hundred thousand volts to the girl of my dreams
I'll take you higher, catch a fire
Higher, catch fire
Till you turn on
Till you turn on me
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