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Future Of The Left - You Need Satan More Than He Needs You Lyrics

Goddamn it's gonna rain.
I only brought my socks.
The night might hide my shame,
But shame won't dry my balls.
The spell that brought me here
Dissipated when the weather turned.
Yeah, sure, Satan rules but
That doesn't mean I can't be practical.
What kind of orgy leaves
A sense of deeper love?
What kind of orgy leaves
A sense of deeper love?

You need Satan more than he needs you.
You need Satan more than he needs you.

Goddamn it, what's the time?
The babysitter needs a lift by nine.
What's with that fucking kid?
Now who will wash my crucifix?
My girlfriend brought me here.
I've got to get her on the telephone.
Clean up, fetch the goat.
If he's sober he can travel in the boot.
What kind of orgy leaves
A sense of deeper love?
What kind of orgy leaves
A sense of deeper love?

You need Satan more than he needs you.
You need Satan more than he needs you.

It doesn't look like a man,
It doesn't talk like a man,
But does it fuck like a man?
Does it, does it fuck like a man?
It doesn't smell like a man,
It doesn't taste like a man,
But does it fuck like a man?
Does it, does it fuck like a man?
It doesn't look like a man,
It doesn't talk like a man,
But does it fuck like a man?
But does it fuck like a man?
It doesn't smell like a man,
It doesn't taste like a man,
But does it fuck like a man?
But does it fuck like a man?