Some days I pray to the God of sex and drums and rock and roll.
In The Land of the Pig, The Butcher Is King
You can lose yourself in pleasure, 'til your body's going numb, but will it ever be enough.
I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm EVER gonna love you. Now don't be sad, cause two out of three ain't bad.
I'd lie for you and that's the truth.
If the thrill is gone, it's time to take it back.