Angelspit - Cold Hard Cash lyrics

Lair queen likes to prey On lolly boys in their cage Empress tease, pink and rats Breaking hearts to the bank Keep the car running The only thing you're wanting, is Cold hard cash Kaltes hartes bargeld Lynch mob love, broken dolls Float to the top, of the bowel Taste in girls, young and smashed Perversion lies, dormant Mother dear mother, gotta keep gunning for Cold hard cash Alice in vulgar land Make the mascara bleed Cry victim cry victim cry God knows it sells CDs All dancing, loud singing Not realize they're just play things Split open laid to waste Sprayed across your rock star face Glamour glamour road k**, all you want is... Cold hard cash