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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moist
Moist
Performer
David Usher
David Usher
Vocals
Mark Makowy
Mark Makowy
Guitar
Kevin Young
Kevin Young
Keyboards
Jeff Pearce
Jeff Pearce
Bass Guitar
Paul Wilcox
Paul Wilcox
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Usher
David Usher
Composer
Mark Makowy
Mark Makowy
Songwriter
Kevin Young
Kevin Young
Songwriter
Jeff Pearce
Jeff Pearce
Songwriter
Paul Wilcox
Paul Wilcox
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moist
Moist
Producer
Kevin Hamilton
Kevin Hamilton
Producer
Terry Brown
Terry Brown
Mixing Engineer
Craig Waddell
Craig Waddell
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You can rape me of my intellect
Give you pieces of my pride
Lay down naked and play with you
Posing quietly, looks a lot like me
[Verse 2]
Your fucking pistol's not so dangerous
Stick it anyplace you please
Rip me open 'cause you're dead inside
And what you thought you'd find
It looks a lot like me
[Verse 3]
And you believe that I'll believe in
[Verse 4]
All she said, one little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through
All she said, one little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through
[Verse 5]
Punch through
Machine punch through
Machine punch through
Machine punch through
Hey-la, hey-la, oh
[Verse 6]
Another schoolboy goes to Hell for it
Believing everything he reads
Sell my soul out, one nickel at a time
Turn the last page down, I'm not far behind
[Verse 7]
Your cigarettes become a torch for me
Burning deep into my arm
Watch the welts rise, come blistering through
What you thought you'd see
It looks a lot like you
[Verse 8]
And you believe that I'll believe in
[Verse 9]
All she said, one little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through
All she said, one little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through
[Verse 10]
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la, oh
[Verse 11]
I'm bent out of shape, desperate to whine
Screamin' so loud that I don't make a sound
Strung out speed, maxed out on lies
I know you're to blame, but I can't see why
You believe that I'll believe in you
And it's not so hard
And you believe that I'll believe in you
And it's not so hard
And you believe that I'll believe in
[Verse 12]
All she said, one little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through
All she said, one little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through, oh
[Verse 13]
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
[Verse 14]
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la
Hey-la, hey-la, oh
Written by: David Usher, Jeff Pearce, Kevin Young, Mark Makowy, Paul Wilcox
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