Paintstripper Blues Songtext
von Sebastian Melmoth

I′ve got my eyes fixed on six frosty ladies
And I am looking at an evening alone
I dig for gold somewhere underneath my ribcage
And hand over the money to the man

Walking home, I cannot wait to get inside them
So I undress the prettiest one first
She tastes so good, but I hide her in a paper bag 'cause
I don′t want to influence the kinds


Back in my living room, we have an alcoholic orgy
Our lips caressing in front of the TV
After I'm finished, I crush their little, pretty corpses
And throw them into the recycling bin

I cannot hide my lust for intoxication
So I find myself going out again
I change the venue, attempting to disguise my shame
But my bowels will know about the damage I've done

I′ve got the paintstripper blues