Bata Motel Lyrics
| Song | Bata Motel |
| Artist | Crass |
| Album | Penis Envy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crass | |
| I've got 54321 | |
| I've got a red pair of high-heels on | |
| Tumble me over, it doesn't take much | |
| Tumble me over, tumble me, push | |
| In my red high-heels | |
| I've no control | |
| The rituals of repression are so old | |
| You can do what you like, there'll be no reprisal | |
| I'm yours, yes | |
| I'm yours, it's my means of survival | |
| I've got 54321 | |
| Come on my love, | |
| I know you're strong | |
| Push me hard, make me stagger | |
| The pain in my back just doesn't matter | |
| You force-hold me above the ground | |
| I can't get away, my feet are bound | |
| So I'm bound to say | |
| That I'm bound to stay | |
| Well today | |
| I look so good | |
| Just like | |
| I know I should | |
| My breasts to tempt inside my bra | |
| My face is painted like a movie star | |
| I've studied my flaws in your reflection | |
| And put them to rights with savage correction | |
| I've turned my statuesque perfection | |
| And shone it over in your direction | |
| So come on darling, make me yours | |
| Trip me over, show me the floor | |
| Tease me, tease me, make me stay | |
| In my red high-heels | |
| I can't get away | |
| I'm trussed and bound like an oven ready bird | |
| But I bleed without dying and | |
| I won't say a word | |
| Slice my flesh and | |
| I'll ride the scar | |
| Put me into gear like your lady car | |
| Drive me fast and crash me crazy | |
| I'll rise from the wreckage as fresh as a daisy | |
| These wounds leave furrows as they heal | |
| I've travelled them, they're red and real | |
| I know them well, they're part of me | |
| My birth, my sex, my history | |
| They grew with me, my closest friend | |
| My pain's my own, my pain's my end | |
| Clip my wings so you know where | |
| I amI can't get lost while you're my man | |
| Tame me so | |
| I know your call | |
| I've stabbed my heels so | |
| I am tallI've bound my twisted falling fall | |
| Beautiful mute against the wall | |
| Beautifully mutilated as | |
| I fallUse me, don't lose me | |
| I've got 54321 | |
| I've got a red pair of high-heels on | |
| Strap my ankles, break my heels | |
| Make me kneel, make me feel | |
| Turn, turn, turn, like a clockwork doll | |
| Put in your key and give me a whirl | |
| Tease me, tease me, the reason to play | |
| In my red high-heels | |
| I can't get away | |
| I'll be your bonsai, your beautiful bonsai | |
| Your black-eyed bonsai, erotically rotting | |
| Will my tiny feet fit your desire? | |
| Warped and tied | |
| I walk on fire | |
| Burn me out, twist my wrists | |
| I promise not to shout, beat me with your fists | |
| Squeeze me, squeeze me, make me feel | |
| In my red high-heels | |
| I'm an easy kill | |
| Tease me, | |
| Tease me, make me see | |
| You're the only one, | |
| I need to be me | |
| Thankyou, will you take me? | |
| Thankyou, will you make me? | |
| Thankyou, will you break me? | |
| Use me, don't lose me | |
| Taste me, don't waste me | |
| Use, lose, taste, waste. |
| zuo ci : Crass | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| I' ve got a red pair of highheels on | |
| Tumble me over, it doesn' t take much | |
| Tumble me over, tumble me, push | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I' ve no control | |
| The rituals of repression are so old | |
| You can do what you like, there' ll be no reprisal | |
| I' m yours, yes | |
| I' m yours, it' s my means of survival | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| Come on my love, | |
| I know you' re strong | |
| Push me hard, make me stagger | |
| The pain in my back just doesn' t matter | |
| You forcehold me above the ground | |
| I can' t get away, my feet are bound | |
| So I' m bound to say | |
| That I' m bound to stay | |
| Well today | |
| I look so good | |
| Just like | |
| I know I should | |
| My breasts to tempt inside my bra | |
| My face is painted like a movie star | |
| I' ve studied my flaws in your reflection | |
| And put them to rights with savage correction | |
| I' ve turned my statuesque perfection | |
| And shone it over in your direction | |
| So come on darling, make me yours | |
| Trip me over, show me the floor | |
| Tease me, tease me, make me stay | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I can' t get away | |
| I' m trussed and bound like an oven ready bird | |
| But I bleed without dying and | |
| I won' t say a word | |
| Slice my flesh and | |
| I' ll ride the scar | |
| Put me into gear like your lady car | |
| Drive me fast and crash me crazy | |
| I' ll rise from the wreckage as fresh as a daisy | |
| These wounds leave furrows as they heal | |
| I' ve travelled them, they' re red and real | |
| I know them well, they' re part of me | |
| My birth, my sex, my history | |
| They grew with me, my closest friend | |
| My pain' s my own, my pain' s my end | |
| Clip my wings so you know where | |
| I amI can' t get lost while you' re my man | |
| Tame me so | |
| I know your call | |
| I' ve stabbed my heels so | |
| I am tallI' ve bound my twisted falling fall | |
| Beautiful mute against the wall | |
| Beautifully mutilated as | |
| I fallUse me, don' t lose me | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| I' ve got a red pair of highheels on | |
| Strap my ankles, break my heels | |
| Make me kneel, make me feel | |
| Turn, turn, turn, like a clockwork doll | |
| Put in your key and give me a whirl | |
| Tease me, tease me, the reason to play | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I can' t get away | |
| I' ll be your bonsai, your beautiful bonsai | |
| Your blackeyed bonsai, erotically rotting | |
| Will my tiny feet fit your desire? | |
| Warped and tied | |
| I walk on fire | |
| Burn me out, twist my wrists | |
| I promise not to shout, beat me with your fists | |
| Squeeze me, squeeze me, make me feel | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I' m an easy kill | |
| Tease me, | |
| Tease me, make me see | |
| You' re the only one, | |
| I need to be me | |
| Thankyou, will you take me? | |
| Thankyou, will you make me? | |
| Thankyou, will you break me? | |
| Use me, don' t lose me | |
| Taste me, don' t waste me | |
| Use, lose, taste, waste. |
| zuò cí : Crass | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| I' ve got a red pair of highheels on | |
| Tumble me over, it doesn' t take much | |
| Tumble me over, tumble me, push | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I' ve no control | |
| The rituals of repression are so old | |
| You can do what you like, there' ll be no reprisal | |
| I' m yours, yes | |
| I' m yours, it' s my means of survival | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| Come on my love, | |
| I know you' re strong | |
| Push me hard, make me stagger | |
| The pain in my back just doesn' t matter | |
| You forcehold me above the ground | |
| I can' t get away, my feet are bound | |
| So I' m bound to say | |
| That I' m bound to stay | |
| Well today | |
| I look so good | |
| Just like | |
| I know I should | |
| My breasts to tempt inside my bra | |
| My face is painted like a movie star | |
| I' ve studied my flaws in your reflection | |
| And put them to rights with savage correction | |
| I' ve turned my statuesque perfection | |
| And shone it over in your direction | |
| So come on darling, make me yours | |
| Trip me over, show me the floor | |
| Tease me, tease me, make me stay | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I can' t get away | |
| I' m trussed and bound like an oven ready bird | |
| But I bleed without dying and | |
| I won' t say a word | |
| Slice my flesh and | |
| I' ll ride the scar | |
| Put me into gear like your lady car | |
| Drive me fast and crash me crazy | |
| I' ll rise from the wreckage as fresh as a daisy | |
| These wounds leave furrows as they heal | |
| I' ve travelled them, they' re red and real | |
| I know them well, they' re part of me | |
| My birth, my sex, my history | |
| They grew with me, my closest friend | |
| My pain' s my own, my pain' s my end | |
| Clip my wings so you know where | |
| I amI can' t get lost while you' re my man | |
| Tame me so | |
| I know your call | |
| I' ve stabbed my heels so | |
| I am tallI' ve bound my twisted falling fall | |
| Beautiful mute against the wall | |
| Beautifully mutilated as | |
| I fallUse me, don' t lose me | |
| I' ve got 54321 | |
| I' ve got a red pair of highheels on | |
| Strap my ankles, break my heels | |
| Make me kneel, make me feel | |
| Turn, turn, turn, like a clockwork doll | |
| Put in your key and give me a whirl | |
| Tease me, tease me, the reason to play | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I can' t get away | |
| I' ll be your bonsai, your beautiful bonsai | |
| Your blackeyed bonsai, erotically rotting | |
| Will my tiny feet fit your desire? | |
| Warped and tied | |
| I walk on fire | |
| Burn me out, twist my wrists | |
| I promise not to shout, beat me with your fists | |
| Squeeze me, squeeze me, make me feel | |
| In my red highheels | |
| I' m an easy kill | |
| Tease me, | |
| Tease me, make me see | |
| You' re the only one, | |
| I need to be me | |
| Thankyou, will you take me? | |
| Thankyou, will you make me? | |
| Thankyou, will you break me? | |
| Use me, don' t lose me | |
| Taste me, don' t waste me | |
| Use, lose, taste, waste. |
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