Swanmeat - You and All Your Friends Are Dead Lyrics

Say you will be anything I ask of you
My quiet friend, come again
Anyone in here could be your thing to keep
Mutilate and everything

And he said you're no trouble
You're no trouble
So long as you don't worry me
And he said
I'll keep the lot of you
So come on into me
Oh my little limbs, transplant your dreams

Summer comes to clean us off
To ask if we need anything, anything
Do it so they all know i'm your property
My marked thing, the beauty queen

And he said you're no trouble
You're no trouble
So long as you f*ck quietly
And he said
I love the lot of you
So come on into me
Oh my loving heart, nourish yourself

He said
He said
He said
He said