House of pain
I'm your door to door lover I'm your cyclone pacifier I'm your cheap trick honey And my baby's my bionic liar I don't bleed cause the gasoline That flows right through my veins I'm a motor at heart And if I don't start I get pissed off just the same Your high heeled river of love Is drippin down your thighs It seems like my lover's Finally satisfied Blow my whistle, rock me little dove Rock my missile, blow me little dove She's a super sex junkie for money Sometimes she does it for fame She prefers cash to a hot seat on the dating game I'd like to seize ya, I'd like to please ya By customizing your frame With the oil of lover, that some keep in a glove But I just let it spray Your high heeled river of love Is drippin down your thighs It seems like my lover's Finally satisfied Blow my whistle, rock me little dove Rock my missile, blow me little dove Your high heeled river of love Is drippin down your thighs It seems like my lover's Finally satisfied Blow my whistle, rock me little dove Rock my missile, blow me little dove
Submitted by MetalElf — Mar 28, 2026
Hangin out with junior on the street Catchin new diseases once a week Infecting everyone we meet Our life is just one big trick or treat Molested and arrested in Smash Alley Captain Friendly locked me in his cage He said boys, you'd better behave She's only fourteen, in the seventh grade If her daddy only knew he'd be screamin in his grave Molested and arrested in Smash Alley Lipstick junkies and runaways in Smash Alley Say goodbye to your mama if you're gonna hang out in Smash Alley You see, Missy just made it out on parole She's huddled in the gutter and she's shiverin with cold She's so high strung I'm on the tip of her tongue Kneeling in the alley all covered with scum Molested and arrested in Smash Alley Lipstick junkies and runaways in Smash Alley Say goodbye to your mama if you're gonna hang out in Smash Alley High heels and switch blades in Smash Alley Say adios to your mama if you're gonna hang out in Smash Alley
Submitted by MetalElf — Mar 28, 2026
Maria's crying and I don't understand It takes two to tango Three to make me really mad But things ain't that bad Call me super dad Suzy's had it up to here with their master plan Of some cronies' testimony that sounds just like the Ku Klux Klan If things get that bad There's plenty of room in Japan Don't need girls or little boys They'd only have broken toys They'd only throw them all away There's pain down below Pull my, pull my weeds (don't give a funk) There's pain down below Pulling weeds (don't give a funk) An unwanted baby Jonny boy Daddy was a dirty beggar mamma's a whore With a life like that How can he win the war Don't need girls or little boys They'd only have broken toys They'd only throw them all away There's pain down below Pull my, pull my weeds (don't give a funk) There's pain down below Pull my, pull my weeds (don't give a funk) Maria's crying and I don't understand It takes two to tango Three to make me really mad But things ain't that bad Call me super dad Don't need girls or little boys They'd only have broken toys They'd only throw them all away There's pain down below Pull my, pull my weeds (don't give a funk) There's pain down below Pull my, pull my weeds (don't give a funk) Pulling weeds
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 24, 2026
It's a little past suppertime I'm still out on the porch step sittin' on my behind Waitin' for you Wonderin' if everything was all right Momma said, "Come in, boy, don't waste your time" I said, "I've got time, well, he'll be here soon" Five years old and talkin' to myself Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy, can't you tell? I'm not trying to fake it and I ain't the one to blame No, there's no one home in my house of pain And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged No, there's no one home in my house of pain No, there's no one home in my house of pain Wasn't I worth the time? A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime And all the time, I looked up to you I paced my room a million times And all I ever got was one big line, the same old lie How could you? Well, I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy, can't you tell? I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame No, there's no one home in my house of pain And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged No, there's no one home in my house of pain No, there's no one home in my house of pain I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame No, there's no one home in my house of pain And I didn't write these pages and my script's been rearranged No, there's no one home (No, there's no one home) In my house of pain No, there's no one home (No, there's no one home) In my house of pain (And I'm alone again, yeah) No, there's no one home (No, there's no one home) In my house of pain No, there's no one home (There's no one home) In my house of pain I'm alone again Well, if I learned anything from this It's how to live on my own
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 24, 2026