Ten Thousand Years

Rub-a-dub-dub, you think you're a stud
That everyone wants to be touched by
Hair as greasy as your voice
If I had the chance, you wouldn't be my choice
Hi James, one sees you at parties, sleazing around
Someone said you're great, you believed it
Playing around for you is easy
You're so gross, you're so sleazy

So come on home, I'll bang your bone
And throw you out in the morning

History will outlive us! (Yeah!)
History will forgive us! (Yeah!)
History will forget us! (Yeah!)
From the mud until the day we die!

Okay you sex addict, get down on the ground
Uh-uh, on all fours, you whippet, now bark
It's my pleasure to cause you pain
Scum like you just love the game
I will take the cash, you will be the slave
And I'll spank you if you don't behave

Sex driver and your steel machine
Selling little kids to a football team
Sex slave, Joy Division, Mucky Pup
Be my dog, lick my dick, 'cause you're paid to fuck

History will outlive us! (Yeah!)
History will forgive us! (Yeah!)
History will forget us! (Yeah!)
From the mud until the day we die!

The lie will always win
Fat-faced fuckers with spin
Don't believe what they said
You're acting like a little girl (Yeah!)
Don't know which way you're gonna go
They call you a bitch
They call you a bitch
You've become a sales pitch
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