Lips Can't Go - Alien Sex Fiend



     
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Lips Can't Go Lyrics


Satisfied? Shave this.
Christ lady, you choose the perfect teeth figure...
Daddy to them all...Please, there's no need to trust my judgement.
Poor boy.
Justice.
The medication changed nothing,
I'm floating in a vessel...Lips can't go, lips can't go.
Heavenly body in the sky...
Swing low, sweet chariot...
coming to carry me home...
I'm an ape, ape, ape, APE...
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The mayhem that is Alien Sex Fiend, a goth band formed in London in 1982 with Nik Fiend and his spouse Mrs. Fiend as the driving force of the band. Alien Sex Fiend became one of the regular acts at the legendary Batcave club, which has become known as the home of many other goth bands. The band's sound is always evolving - nightmarish drones, psychotic samples, throbbing synths, analogue drums and heavy guitar work all gouged and distorted with Nik Fiend's notorious thick cockney drawl growling over the top. A genuine edge of trippy insanity & excitement that's sickly euphoric.

Read more about Alien Sex Fiend on Last.fm.


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