Testo di Poison

Your body went black with the bitters drained Satin got strapped to a wooden base Hammer heads clap for a liquid lace Battery brat and a wicked fade But if the ladle gets licked, then the suspect’s headed for hell to pay Scissor-cut slacks and a broken vase A little high fashion and summer stakes Hanging my hat where the stumbles stray Lift a gate latch and you’re giving way But in a fifty-ounce fish, there’s a full shot stiff of the everglades