Текст песни 16mm - SOS

I've got a beef with the bar going straight to my bones
That's going to beat you apart when I get you alone
It's like I'm bleeding the bard for the sugar I broke
Now I'm pleading with the bar for some place I can smoke
I've got the keys to the chords to this rubbish I wrote

I'm going to melt your little heart with wicked words
-They're going to stick and self-destruct, like saboteurs
And come together with a hammer of swift, slick grammar

But she doesn't think I mean it when I tell her that I need her so bad

Oh no, S-O-S oh!
Daddy's at the door, but we'll get undressed so fast
Oh no, S-O-S oh!
Maggie's on the floor, shagging it to the Motown brass

I've got the thirst that you think you can make it with out
I'm going to break you apart- and I'll start at the mouth
You like a vandal for his kicks, but I'm calling you out
I'm going to brand you full of tricks
When you break in about the time the pirates and pricks hear us shake down and shout-

I'm going to melt your little heart with wicked words
-They're going to stick and self-destruct, like saboteurs
Come together with a hammer of swift, slick grammar

But she doesn't think I mean it, when I tell her that I need to get bad

Oh no, S-O-S oh!
Daddy's at the door, but we'll get undressed so fast
Oh no, S-O-S oh!
Maggie's on the floor, shagging it to the Motown brass
(My, oh my)