Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tripping Daisy
Performer
Mark Pirro
Bass Guitar
Bryan Wakeland
Drums
Tim DeLaughter
Vocals
Wes Berggren
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim DeLaughter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tripping Daisy
Producer
Ted Niceley
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Andy Baker
Recording Engineer
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
What makes a man feel small?
Is it points of pleasure in leather?
What makes him go way off
Where the fights are gagging still?
Take what you can today
Left the brown dog burning
He's burning
If you have the time you can come and save us still
All you do is try it
Go inside the whore and buy it
If you think that you will like it
I'll be here to let you stay
Bang!
You play with all my strengths
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out
You play with all my strings
Now it's time to go back where you started
What makes a man go home
In the nights of pleasure with leather?
Life ticks around the clock
Like a turban choking your head
I, I will stand so small
Like a rodent eating
I'm teething
If I can make it through
There will be my house in full force
All you do is try it
Go inside the whore and buy it
If you think that you will like it
I'll be here to let you stay
Bang!
You play with all my strengths
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out
You play with all my strings
Now it's time to go back where you started
You play with all my strings
You're always a whispering
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out
Why you wanna watch me
Why you wanna wipe out!
Writer(s): Wes Joseph Berggren, Tim Newton Delaughter, Mark Christoher Pirro, Bryan C Wakeland
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