Alice Cooper - Sick Things lyrics

Sick things in cars rotate around my stars Sick things ,my things, my pets, my things I love you Things, I see as much as you love me, you things are heavently when you come worship me You things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight You tell me where to bite, you whet my appetite I eat my things What love it brings Come here, my things Don't fear my little things Sick things in cartridge tapes my stars Sick things, play things, pretty things, pretty things, my things