Sick Things - The Meteors

I’d like to thought of a woman now all dressed in black

Now she’s laying there with a knife in her back,

We were lovers once before death took it whole

I need to love her again before she gets too cold,

Sick things,

Yeah sick things,

I like sick things,

Baby baby, give me sick things.

I’d like to get all the people who call themself friends

And nail them all together with their hads in to end

They think they’re so clever

But they got no guns,

I put them all in a blender

Send them off with a bang

Sick things

Yeah sick things

Give me sick things

Darling I need sick things.

Sick sick things that’s all that I like

I dream them in the morning and in bed late at night

You think you’re so good 'cause you dont do it,

But this sick sick things well they all for you.

Sick things,

I love sick things

You give me sick things

I need a sick things

I’d like to cut off your head and eat out the brains

To make it all happend

Again and again

You said it no good if you make it too quick

I dont give it all since long as it’s sick.

Sick things

Give me sick things

Oooh sick things

Baby baby sick things.