Lyrics New Bomb Turks

New Bomb Turks

Turning Tricks

I'm turning tricks.

Yeah it's time to turn.

Turn the candlestick,

it's time to burn.

Burn out too quick

and you could get burned.

See I can be a whore,

make a letter pimp.

Watch the deal go down,

take the money in.

Piss it all away

on a drunken whim.

I'm turning tricks.

Turning head, turning tail, turning tricks.

Turning keys, turning heels, turning tricks.

Turning blue, turning black, turning tricks.

Mary Magdalena mad Jesus think

there's salvation in a paper's wink.

Judas got the boot.

Mary kissed the feet.

Well I can kiss feet too

but I'd rather dance.

There's no apology in this tramp's pants.

Just more come-on lines

than you can shake your finger at