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| - I crawl up the grass to your window. And then open up your room very slow. Slug bait. Can't wait. I walk into your bedroom. Then I look at you with your seven months pregnant womb. Slug bait. Can't, can't wait. I get your husband to your front bedroom. I cut his balls off with my knife KNIFE. I make him eat them right there. In front of his pregnant wife WIFE. He's into his balls off. I look at him very slow. Slug, slug bait. Can't, can't wait. As he bleeds to death on the floor. I want you to say, "don't do anymore". Slug, slug bait. Can't, cannot, cannot wait. Slug bait. Can't wait. Slug bait.
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| - I crawl up the grass to your window. And then open up your room very slow. Slug bait. Can't wait. I walk into your bedroom. Then I look at you with your seven months pregnant womb. Slug bait. Can't, can't wait. I get your husband to your front bedroom. I cut his balls off with my knife KNIFE. I make him eat them right there. In front of his pregnant wife WIFE. He's into his balls off. I look at him very slow. Slug, slug bait. Can't, can't wait. As he bleeds to death on the floor. I want you to say, "don't do anymore". Slug, slug bait. Can't, cannot, cannot wait. I look at your big heavy stomach. It's already moving a little bit with your baby. I use the carving knife from your kitchen. I start to perform the operation. You say, "No, no, don't do that." I say, "I don't give a cat's whiskers." Slug bait. Can't wait. I pull out your baby. I chew his hand off with my teeth. I lick him clean. It's obscene. As you bleed to death, I kill it. I'm just a wicked boy. Slug, slug, bait, bait. Can't, can't, wait, wait. Slug, slug bait. Can't, can't wait. Slug bait. Credited to Throbbing Gristle
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