To All The Critics Lyrics & Chords By Dirk Diggler

Dyed red hair, a forest green dress and a pair of kitchen knives, It was the last time I ever saw a rose. ...read more

This is an advertisement for the skin machine. Paid for by the people that supply the lash for these pointless acts of self-flaggellation. The vultures are made up like...read more

It is still inside and the curtains are all drawn Cloaked in red to hide there will be no dawn This fair child shadowed by a rabid dog Day and night it salivates at heel wits far...read more

late term abortion three decades late be sure to empty all ten commandments into his chest for only holy redneck terrorism can usher in the second coming of the coat-hanger. ...read more

I bit the edge off the wound until it pleased my eyes Until the throb of the pain was just right I held my hand steady in the flame I wanted to burn on the outside for a change I...read more