Back of a Car - 72 or 3 Wide Eyed Virgins Lyrics

Stained glass girl with your make-up on
Come down, have some communion
Fornicate with the gods we made
Transubstantiated champagne
I'm not upset that you couldn't last
Feels so good when it's flesh on flesh
I'm not upset that you couldn't last
Feels so good when it's flesh on flesh
Pile of bricks that used to be mosque
Holy books scattered and lost
Let the gospel wither in the wind
Computer prophets fill the blanks in
I'm not upset that you couldn't last
Feels so good when it's flesh on flesh
I'm not upset that you couldn't last
Feels so good when it's flesh on flesh
And if you're not mad let me cum inside
Feels so good to run away and hide
And if you're not mad let me cum inside
Feels so good to run away and hide