Arms of Cicero - Sex Gang Children

Free from the itch of her sexual desire

I believed in the things that happened to me

So she mastered the art of treating decay

To the babbling madmen with nothing to say

So I’m lower-class tooth and she’s iron fisted

I’m gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero

Give us your guns and we’ll give you nirvana-na-na-na.

Walk away

Barbers and scullions and charioteers

Are the constant delight of these tooth racketeers

They live in the wake of a pretty young gigolo

Who lives in the arms of this Cicero

She’s bully with his eyes and a lover’s secret

I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua

So give us your guns and we’ll give you nirvana-na-na-na-na

Walk away

Oooohooooh

Lalalalalalaaalaaa

I’m king of the cafe cone

Chabanas is a sphynx who sells poison and guns

Not for holy reasons

Oh, I loved you once all gone by value

It’s funny how time slip away

Oh, I’m lower-class tooth and she’s iron fisted

I’m gunning for her money in the arms of my Cicero

Give us your guns and we’ll give you nirvana-na-na-na.

Walk away

She’s bully with his eyes and a lover’s secret

I smile all the time just like an exile in Mantua

So give us your guns and we’ll give you nirvana-na-na-na-na

Walk away