Devil's Wharf

Well the sailors fall out on the steps of The Pit, and the band's out of tune
Yeah they don't give a shit, and the boys are all girls
Just don't say what you saw, and the whores they all look like your mother-in-law
Hard or soft, hear them cough, Devil's Wharf
Now she'll take all her teeth out for just the right price
He'll dress like a geisha and boil your rice
On your hands and your knees she just might walk you home
On a leash and a collar she'll throw you a bone
Hard or soft, hear them cough, Devil's Wharf
Well now you'll make a killing if you're only willing to set a price
Slow dance or hard core, you get what you pay for, the least of your problems is lice.
The gamblers, the card sharks, please take my advice
It's probably snake eyes, they've loaded the dice, don't bring your knife
It'll leave you a mess, what they got here is bigger be it metal or flesh
Hard or soft, hear them cough, Devil's Wharf
Yeah, hard or soft, hear them cough, Devil's Wharf



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Writer(s): Finn Miller
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