The Girls - King Dude

She walks through the rain feeling like a bad habit-

Thank you, thank you very much, thank you.

Thank you, very happy to be here.

Please… Please, stop the applause.

Please, stop the applause.

Hold it, hold it… Thank you, thank you

She walks through the rain feeling like a bad habit

She calls her own name, such a scared little rabbit

Who’s been discarded again like an old rotten carrot

No one would claim

No one would speak at her disposition rattled

By the sound of a snake and her mother side — saddled

By the sadie’s estate selling human hair jackets

To the Sons of Dicks

No one knows the girls anymore

The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the girls

The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the girls

Cause no one knows the girls anymore

The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the girls

The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the girls, the…

He might seem insane when he screamed like a parrot

And say awful things like «Kill both of your parents»

There’s no stars on his arm, he’s no David Miscavige

They aren’t the same

He’s not number one, he’s number one with a bullet

He’s got a hare trigger, be careful, he’ll pull it

No way that he’ll stay locked away he can’t do it

He walks with me

No one knows the girls, no one knows the girls

No one knows the girls, no one knows the girls

No one knows the girls, no one knows the girls

Fuck!

No one knows the girls, no one knows the girls

No one knows the girls, no one knows the girls