| 11142 |
Sodomy, blood, death, and sadism, it's so good to turn them into reality. |
Sarcofago, |
Tracy |
| 11143 |
Sodomy, fellatio, cunnilingus, pederasty. Father, why do these words sound nasty? |
Hair, |
Sodomy |
| 11144 |
Stopping at her house is a neighbor boy with evil on his mind, cause he's been peeking in Angie's room at night through her window blind. |
Helen Reddy, |
Angie Baby |
| 11145 |
Stuck my face in a bowl of soup and just sucked it up through my missing tooth. |
Insane Clown Posse, |
First Day Out |
| 11146 |
Surely it is their death they seek to brave my toxic anal reek. |
Gwar, |
War Toy |
| 11147 |
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave. |
Stone Temple Pilots, |
Still Remains |
| 11148 |
Ten to get you in and I hear it's tight most every night, but now I might be mistaken. |
ZZ Top, |
La Grange |
| 11149 |
The all-eye says you are the right slave to be my anal knave, tongue in my anal cave. |
Gwar, |
War Toy |
| 11150 |
The need to eat the human flesh, the strength it gives to pass the test. Feel the power of your unholy death, feeding frenzy human flesh. |
Exodus, |
Pleasures Of The Flesh |
| 11151 |
The sheets got tangled in the mess we made, there in the stains we remain. |
Bon Jovi, |
Hearts Breaking Even |
| 11152 |
The urge to take my fist and violate every orifice. |
Slayer, |
Sex Murder Art |
| 11153 |
Then I saw as he lit up my smoke, beneath his coat he was naked. |
The Who, |
How Can You Do It Alone |
| 11154 |
There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know I'm one. |
Bob Dylan; The Animals, |
House Of The Rising Sun |
| 11155 |
There was this boy who had two children with his sisters. They were his daughters, they were his favourite lovers. |
Pixies, |
Broken Face |
| 11156 |
There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown, love to watch her do her stuff. |
Bob Seger, |
Mainstreet |
| 11157 |
They call him the Streak, he likes to turn the other cheek. He's always making the news, wearing just his tennis shoes. |
Ray Stevens, |
The Streak |
| 11158 |
This pornographic scene, some of it scares me, all of it excites me. |
Dark Angel, |
Psychosexual |
| 11159 |
We had a great time on the bench talking about crime, mother-stabbin', father raping, all kinds of groovy things. |
Arlo Guthrie, |
Alice's Restaurant Massacree |
| 11160 |
We lived in the noise and sweet amber poison, peeking up the skirt in the end. |
Moxy Fruvous, |
Drinking Song |
| 11161 |
We put boogers on our fingers, then shake your hand. |
BizMarkie, |
Pickin' Boogers |