Love On Smack

You say your life's been wasted
You say there's nothing left
You've been so disillusioned
Living on your theft

You call up ask to meet me
Under our favourite tree
I say this must be real bad
For you to call on me

I get there and I find you under our favourite tree
I can smell the blossom, and hear the buzzing bee
I sit down right beside you and I look into your eyes
I feel a deep emotion as you look onto the skies

And she says

I've lived a life of evil, some people say I'm mad
I've been through prostitution, you can't count the men I've had
I've lived on what I've stolen, and hoped inside a lie
I beg you stay and hear me now, and help me while I die

I say: What are you talking of?
Oh, what is this you say?
Dying's not for you, my love
You say: It's what I pay!

You say: I thought you'd understand, first to make love to me
I still remember feeling your gland rubbing deep in me
Passionate feelings they arouse, never ask me why
Please make love to me once more, here before I die

She's dying, dying
The best way out

She's dying, dying
Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here
Nor call a doctor while I die, it's drawing near

I kiss her once upon the cheek, her arms they embrace me
She whispers softly while carressing: Darling, can't you see?
We both make love so passionate, our feelings they must show
Our climaxes now they fulfill, her eyes they close, oh no!

She's dying, dying
The best way out
She's dying, dying
Please don't shout

Don't tell the world what I tell you here
Nor call a doctor while I die, it's drawing near

She's dying
She's dying
She's dying
She's dead