hey baby make me wet i ll tie you to your bed i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll tie you to your bed i ll tie you to your bed mrs jones denies it s strong but we know that something s wrong all night long she screams and shouts we know what it s all about somewhere on the second floor behind the torture chamber door mr jones waits for demands while he s tied up by the hands hey baby make me wet i ll tie you to your bed i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat hey baby make me wet sadist on stiletto heels mr jones likes how that feels nipples pierced with iron chains instruments for dirty games there is no time for romance she s the devil in rubber pants sits down on his burning spear mr jones is filled with fear mr jones cries out with joy when he sees the rubber toy twists his ass with horny pride the dildo runs on dynamite but mrs jones she doesn t know his constrictor is about to blow all that s left of the family jones is a pile of shit and a heap of bones hey baby make me wet i ll tie you to your bed i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat i ll whip your body make you sweat hey baby make me wet
['electro-industrial', 'hardcore techno', 'industrial', 'industrial metal', 'industrial rock', 'new beat']