She's got apocalypse lips
And a killer of a kiss
I tremble in the maul of her mind
She's got a bitter bag of tricks
It's something of an addiction

Satisfaction

I love her manumit machine
I wanna yell and set fire to the Queen
She's got a bitter bag, it's a bitter bag of tricks

Satisfaction

Why stop that blue
You can't stop that green
Unsightly miles of beastly emotion