Baker St. Muse: Pig-Me And The Whore (New Steve Wilson Remix)
๐ต 743 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:30 duration
๐ ID: 3449609
๐ Lyrics
"Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me," said the
Pig-me to the whore,
Desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
Little man, his youth a fountain.
Overdrafted and still counting.
Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
Where he came from.
In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street
And Mars;
Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging
The wrinkles of his years.
Wedding-bell induced fears.
Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
International assistance flowing generous and full
To his never-ready tool.
Pulls his eyes over her wool.
And he shudders as he comes.
And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone
Road.
Pig-me to the whore,
Desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
Little man, his youth a fountain.
Overdrafted and still counting.
Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
Where he came from.
In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street
And Mars;
Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging
The wrinkles of his years.
Wedding-bell induced fears.
Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
International assistance flowing generous and full
To his never-ready tool.
Pulls his eyes over her wool.
And he shudders as he comes.
And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone
Road.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.52] "Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me," said the
[00:10.06] Pig-me to the whore,
[00:11.88] Desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
[00:18.19] Little man, his youth a fountain.
[00:21.77] Overdrafted and still counting.
[00:24.50] Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
[00:31.73] Where he came from.
[00:32.61] In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street
[00:38.01] And Mars;
[00:39.88] Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
[00:48.00] Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging
[00:53.45] The wrinkles of his years.
[00:57.05] Wedding-bell induced fears.
[00:59.75] Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
[01:06.15] International assistance flowing generous and full
[01:09.79] To his never-ready tool.
[01:15.12] Pulls his eyes over her wool.
[01:17.82] And he shudders as he comes.
[01:21.53] And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone
[01:26.48] Road.
[01:27.83]
[00:10.06] Pig-me to the whore,
[00:11.88] Desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
[00:18.19] Little man, his youth a fountain.
[00:21.77] Overdrafted and still counting.
[00:24.50] Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to
[00:31.73] Where he came from.
[00:32.61] In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street
[00:38.01] And Mars;
[00:39.88] Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
[00:48.00] Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging
[00:53.45] The wrinkles of his years.
[00:57.05] Wedding-bell induced fears.
[00:59.75] Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
[01:06.15] International assistance flowing generous and full
[01:09.79] To his never-ready tool.
[01:15.12] Pulls his eyes over her wool.
[01:17.82] And he shudders as he comes.
[01:21.53] And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone
[01:26.48] Road.
[01:27.83]