Francis
Sad sat in school, i met a princess
She was young, she was tight
And her name was Francis
Oh, she`s so perfect in white
But i`m not perfect in black
No means no, Teacher, never
We don`t fit together
Goat-whore, fornication and twincest
I`m spreading a little rumor
About Francis
Cause her curls are so damn blood-stained blonde,
And I, well, im just a Samara-,,Sex Bomb"
Come on, I`ll tell you something about
Francis
She gives me her sweet apple sauce
Ill gave her scratches
Let me taste your salty volcano
Where I can still strike my matches
Sweet plums soaked in honey pots
Yes, I thought about it a lot
I`ve been thinking about burning Francis
I`ve been thinking about burning Francis
Without trouble and without consequences
I want you on fire in my backseat
Francis
Like a damn holy witch
Want you to look in my blue ,,Fuck me"-Eyes, bitch
Silly, sweet and angelic Francis
Say hello to my boyfriends Smith and Wesson
Say hello to the cocks made of steel
Kiss the Prom Queen-Annihilator
Damn, Francis
Are you even real?
She gives me her sweet apple sauce
Ill gave her scratches
Let me taste your salty volcano
Where I can still strike my matches
Sweet plums soaked in honey pots
Yes, I thought about it a lot
I`ve been thinking about burning Francis
I`ve been thinking about burning Francis
Your boyfriend is the unfriendly ghost in my night
The devil beats the rythm to his damn bright light
And when I ask him ,,Where is your little Francis?"
Then he says ,,Chewed up, devoured and spit it out, my little princess!"
Down with your sickness
There is no Francis
Yeah, she makes fun about me
So I make fun about her
And I laugh hollowly in my cell
Forever together
With Francis
Text by: Tiziana-Jasmin Gerber
Picture: ,,Lola" from ,,The Loved Ones"
Quelle: MovieInsider