Gold Diggers

Lip Gloss Girls shoot spiderwebs
Watch out for those fertile eggs
They close their books
And open their legs

Shut your mouth
You dirty ho
Take it in and go! go! go!

Kamikaze Boys are more fun
Crawlin’ up your mini skirt
Grippin’ on their gun
Dancin’ like suicidal
Underneath the sheath
Givin’ into every girl with lipstick on her teeth

Give me what I want now
You said you would
A contractual transaction
I know you could

Gold diggers, grave robbers- all the same
Hanging onto the dead to barter fame