Pink Wonton

It's the way that your kiss condemns me

Makes me feel like I'm in Guantanamo

Iodine where your fingertips tore me

You treated me like a feral animal

Poor Percy, rotting in the Amazon

A doomed man lost in limbo

Has a better chance in hell than I do

Of keeping cool

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

Too uncouth for you

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

From the udder to the mouth

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

We're all biding our time

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

From the uterus to the ground

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

And our hearts are cunning

(Like a lizard in the sun)

When they want something

(Like poison, pink wonton)

Throw you under a bus

Grind your teeth to dust

You hide in the dark

And you suck your thumb

I shave my head as you bury all your baggage

In the bed of another dumb cock-smith

I don't sleep just to dull my memories

Of how you love like an overseer's horsewhip

Waterboard me with "Call Me Maybe"

Looping on an endless repeat

Ain't got nothing on the kiss you gave me

So cruel so sweet

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

Too uncouth for you

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

From the udder to the mouth

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

We're all biding our time

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

From the uterus to the ground

(Ooh, what's your popo making?)

And our hearts are cunning

(Like a lizard in the sun)

When they want something

(Like poison, pink wonton)

Throw you under a bus

Grind your teeth to dust

You hide in the dark

And you suck your—

Bang bang pow

Bang bang pow

Bang bang pow

Bang bang grrr

Bang bang pow

Bang bang pow

Bang bang pow

Bang, you're dead

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

(Pink wonton)

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

Ooh, what's your popo making?

And our hearts are cunning

(Like a lizard in the sun)

When they want something

(Like poison, pink wonton)

And our hearts are cunning

(Like a lizard in the sun)

Throw you under a bus

Grind your teeth to dust

You hide in the dark

And you suck your

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