Women (Primitive Radio Gods)

Don't say you love me, life isn't fair And I don't care So don't be stupid Who builds the missiles? Who trains the gods? I am the rod in desperate women We can ask for nothing more Chocolate legs and velvet horns Faceless sailors on the shore I'll be the sole survivor Unlock your doors and let me in I'll be the sole survivor I'll bend you down and stick it in I'll wear the apron, I'll play the part Of modern art, Leo de Vinci Why try and save her? She lives in every song She's like a gong You've got to bang her We can ask for nothing more Chocolate legs and velvet horns Faceless sailors on the shore I'll be the sole survivor Unlock your doors and let me in I'll be the sole survivor I'll bend you down and stick it in I'll be the sole survivor Unlock your doors and let me in I'll be the sole survivor I'll bend you down and stick it in I'll be the sole survivor Unlock your doors and let me in I'll be the rising sirens I'll bend you down and stick it in