Bangkok
Your love it was only a whisper away
You scratch my hand and say
there's a better land
Well I know your daddy he's not rich
And your mothers a drunk
But your the one that I worship and adore
But always whoring and laying it down
you know it smells like Bangkok in Chinatown
Did you get your pound of flesh today?
Well I've got a lotta learn
To learn about your past
Its a mean unpleasant land
Sometimes you coming deep inside
Sometimes it doesn't touch the sides
Like a sausage up an alleyway
How innocent is the day when you smile and lay on your side
I know how so
It's another gram
It's another man