Текст песни Alice Cooper - Sick Things

Текст:

Sick things in cars rotate 'round my stars. Sick things, my things, my pets, my things. I love you things I see, as much as you love me, You things are heavenly, when you come worship me. You things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight. You fill me with delight, you whet my appetite. I eat my things, What love it brings, Come here, my things, Don't fear my little things. I love you things I see, as much as you love me, You things are heavenly, when you come worship me. You things are thrilled with fright for I am out tonight. You things are paradise, you whet my appetite. Sick things in cartridge tapes, my stars, Sick things, pretty things, play things, my things. I love the things I see, as much as they love me, You things are heavenly, when you come worship me. You things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight. You things are paradise, you whet my appetite.

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