Baby Faced Killer - Big Sexy Noise, Lydia Lunch | Big Sexy Noise, Lydia Lunch

Blue-eyed, big-dicked, Baby Face he’s killer

Wild at heart he’s got a cheap on his shoulder

Takes all day, all night to batten down his anger

Douse the flames, grab some more firewater

Lounge lazing snake, charming casanova

Weary lovers all begging to come over

Take all night to rub against her little body

Making sure that loving darlings gonna smolder

Wash his hands, he’s up early in the morning

Gotta pretend that she’ll never ever know him

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Blue-eyed, big-dicked, Baby Face he’s killer

Wild at heart he’s got a cheap on his shoulder

Takes all day, all night to batten down his anger

Douse tha flames, grab some more firewater

Hey, what you want?

What you got, what you got?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Hey, what you want?

What you got, what you got?

He gives it all, he’s got takes from it what he can’t but

Can’t buy salvation where his money’s been spent

Can’t find redemption in the places he’s been

Lays down with angels, wakes with demons in his bed

Hey, what you want?

What you got, what you got?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?

Hey, what you got?

What you want, what you want?