A tongue-tied and a bell With a sly smile, who can tell We got a muscle this way Nothing good to say There, a demon in my life in lingerie
(Lingerie)
Sunlight and cigarettes Psychotic rants of confidence The jugglers in clowns They're bringing me down They wear their foolishness with pride in lingerie
(Lingerie)
In this apocalypse I've got no politics On virtue of your sin It's buried in the sand
