Lyrics of Snuff box

It was just another day when i went out for prey
And i came across cindy in the street walking way
She was busy as a rat but i told her to stay
I said: doodle on this paper if you want real pay!

After gaping for a while
She made a happy smile
And said: i'm gonna make a phone-call to ma mama
Just set your mind to rest
First you gotta stand a test
We'll pay you by the quality so try to your best

Now get on the scene
Submit to the machine
Get on the scene
Like a sex-machine

And get on your boss
It'll make the motherfucker double your dough
And they're waiting in turn and you're the last to know
The side-effects are growing and it's part of the show
So go....go cindy go
Go to the show and work harder for a long run
May flies die after one day's fun
And you're gonna make a fine bug trying your luck
For a profit-cock who doesn't give a fuck

So get on the scene....

Gotta let up on the dough
They're falling off your show
Writhe for your dough, babe - soon you're gonna die!

Get on the scene, get on the scene
Get on the scene like a sex machine

It was just another day when i went out for prey....

Get on the scene....

May flies die after one day's fun!

All snuff pop inc. music and lyrics written by ant mozart khadaffi