Letras
PS: Please be my salvation
You with a few too little teeth, a tooth or two too few
Outline my body and mimic my lips
Though the only thing we've in common is none of them
Can tell the difference between us
Be my patron saint
Sleeping in (be)side me
Education, medicine, defense
A sandwich and a beer
Gotta have a place to go to go to
Can't stand still sitting still
With your asshole scabbed over
And time your only currency
Gotta have a place to go to go to
Be my patron saint
Sleeping in (be)side me
Though the only thing we've in common is none of them
Can tell the difference between us
Sing one if by lips and two if by teeth
