Laura And Marty - Screaming Females

When I want to feed

But I don’t know why

When I want to feel

I’m not talking

Or corner cropping

Send pound for pound

I’ll use my know-how

Got a list of lips

Twisted tongues and tips

Fancier than church

Instead, install

Cold hands, hot heart

Burning black cloud

I’ll use my know-how

Laura and Marty went to a party

And they hard-lined

I’ve no intention

Not to mention

That you hard-lined

So you’ve lost your touch

Limp and losing sleep

If you don’t have fun

Crowd turned panic

Destroyed, damaged

Born to a ghost town

I’ll use my know-how