Album  by:  Sex  Reflex

Artist  by:  Bile

Pretty  boy  with  a  gun,  bang-  bang,  fun-  fun.  Pretty  girl  with  a  knife,  watch  your  back  it＇s  your  wife!  Heroin,  load  my  blood,  shoot-

shoot,  fun-  fun.  Pretty  girl  on  ecstasy,  now  she  wants  to  fuck  me.  We  are  the  dead,  we  are  in  league,  we  are  the  doctors  of  low  self

esteem.  We  do  it  wrong,  we  don＇t  believe,  we  are  the  congress  of  the  new  disease.  Pretty  thing  with  no  head,  that＇s  OK,  better  off

dead!  Warm  blood  everywhere,  shave  off  all  my  hair!  Pretty  girl,  what＇s  she  worth?  Stick  it  where  it  really  hurts!  Government

experiment,  welcome  to  my  accident.  We  are  the  dead,  we  are  in  league,  we  are  the  doctors  of  low  self  esteem.  We  do  it  wrong,

we  don＇t  believe,  we  are  the  congress  of  the  new  disease.  We  are  the  dead,  we  are  in  league,  we  are  the  doctors  of  low  self

esteem.  We  do  it  wrong,  and  we  have  no  fear,  we  are  the  anti  of  all  you  hold  dear.  Social  disease,  down  on  your  knees.  Covered

in  fleas,  give  me  a  freeze.  I  am  a  clown,  I  am  disgrace.  It＇s  always  thrown  up  in  my  face.  Through  ignorance,  I  always  fight.  Better

face  it,  I＇m  always  right.  We  are  the  dead,  we  are  in  league,  we  are  the  doctors  of  low  self  esteem.  We  do  it  wrong,  we  don＇t

believe,  we  are  the  congress  of  the  new  disease...