in my bad brain you scream my name and my back breaks through the floor i m so sore but i need some more in my old years i ve seen it but it s still gonna be the same our racy little game for two you say meaningless lies but a painter wouldn t agree when i say your body treats me like a cough in the morning or a forty at night drunk enough to get naked with you at a party in the west now in my bad brain you scream my name and my back breaks through the floor i m so sore but i need some more in my old years i ve seen it but it s still gonna be the same our racy little game for two please don t wake up i need to dream please don t wake up i need to dream  in my bad brain you scream my name and my back breaks through the floor i m so sore but i need some more in my old years i ve seen it but it s still gonna be the same our racy little game for two1