I thought i was alone in my utter disgust
Until the old me started to bleed and we became us
Lust and mistrust in their social halitosis
Combust to form stardust burning nuclear gust
Who sets presidents up to farm oil?
It´s the pigs whose tails curl out to pointed coils
If you want to know more then mark “yes” at the end of your test
In response to your call of distress- we´re the best!

(Meet me in the back room)
I´ll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa

They say rebellion exists in despair and their ironic facial hair
The devil may or may not care
I saw the look she made to Mr. Cred
She said “Don´t let that blow go to your head”
She took my hand instead...
There´s nothing like the brain of a beautiful girl when it grasps the fallacy of the world
We´re in the back room back to back breathing hard
Reading the file on the heart they sought to defile

(Meet me in the back room)
I´ll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
I´ll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
Alright!

(Meet me in the back room)
I´ll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
I´ll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
(Meet me in the back room)
Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa