Butthole Surfers. Locust Abortion Technician. Human Cannonball. Zeneszám

Pardon me
I'm only bleeding
But you cut me
To the bone
My imperfections
Have reduced you
To a lowly
Animal
A part of me
Was introduced to you
Then it walked right
Out the door
And tonight
You're probably feeling
Like a Human
Cannonball

It used to be
That loving you

Was easy
Unrestrained
But now
I`m only bleeding
But I'm loving
Only pain

Pardon me
I'm only bleeding
But you cut me
To the bone
And tonight
You're probably feeling
Like a Human
Cannonball