Machines Of Loving Grace

All the white kids shuffle to the heavy metal stutter

And go shaking on the scene like killing machines

And they know that when she's stacked up top

She'll be a sucker for the shotgun show

Shaking obscene like the killing machines here we go



It's the same old show, He's a killer of a flash boy oh

He's a killer he's a killer he's a flashboy oh



Oh if you shake your fake tan thru aerosol land you'll know

That you'll suffer for your sex by the caravanettes oh no

And that sh*tter with the pout won't be putting it about no more

oh shaking obscene like a killing machine he we go



It's the same old show, he's a killer he's a flash boy oh

He's a killer he's a flash boy oh...oh and Athena loves your body



So think of the sea my darling

Think of the sea as you murder me



It's the same old show, he's a killer, he's a flash boy oh

This is the killing of a flash boy oh...