Do You Love? 歌词

This kitchen has a king! This hand, this hand is a cunning little bugger With a habit of turning every a into a b Unless it's put to work There's a twitch twitch twitch and a rash, and an itch For a job, for a magic job, and a magic diet and exercise plan There are things I cannot do I cannot not not turn a skinny little shit Into a winsome brit who spent His youth in honest pleasure For all my wily ways I cannot not not turn back into the boy It's a tearful day when a boy must learn his limitations Take a look at this brochure Inject, inject, strip away, peel away The scars of self abuse with A couple of hours in a private clinic What have I left in life? The knife! The knife! This knife! This knife! Every inch, every inch of me will come to know its magic!