Kick It (Cover)
How do you do that cool dance?
It's easy, show up, take a chance
I got these moves that we can do to and sing
I look fucking awesome in pink
I used to slash myself up
I like to play it tough
Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bones breaking rough
I can never get enough
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
I wanna be your cat
I could live with that
Sharp as a guillotine in leather boots and suede
Drop the blade and take the pain away
I heard you like kinky shit
That just dеpends who I'm with
I ain't no kink-shaming, fragile kinda boy
Like you said, "Sеarch and destroy"
Some people don't like my crotch
I guess it's like a Rorschach
But if you play Moses you need burning bush, baby
And that is just what I've got
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
And if you leave me with sin
In the city I'm in
Come on a knocking where it's rocking nonstop
And make your way to Berlin
It's easy, show up, take a chance
I got these moves that we can do to and sing
I look fucking awesome in pink
I used to slash myself up
I like to play it tough
Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bones breaking rough
I can never get enough
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
I wanna be your cat
I could live with that
Sharp as a guillotine in leather boots and suede
Drop the blade and take the pain away
I heard you like kinky shit
That just dеpends who I'm with
I ain't no kink-shaming, fragile kinda boy
Like you said, "Sеarch and destroy"
Some people don't like my crotch
I guess it's like a Rorschach
But if you play Moses you need burning bush, baby
And that is just what I've got
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
And if you leave me with sin
In the city I'm in
Come on a knocking where it's rocking nonstop
And make your way to Berlin
Credits
Writer(s): Merrill Nisker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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