And life is a pretty, impolite bastard
I spit at you, I spit at you, I spit at you, bastard
I want to cut out your chameleon tongue
I'm a danger in your paradise
Here I go...
Sometimes I feel wherever I go
I leave crimson roses behind
With a toy in my hand and a pet at my side
I spread roses, roses in your paradise
And life is a pretty, pretty gigolo
I caress you, I caress you, gigolo
And god is a pet and the devil's a toy
And I'm a danger in your paradise