when i was a painter

The Breeders

Inside legs of corduroy I've been
Heard stories of air velveteen
Twenty hours later I fill the room
With bad sex and bad TV

Go, go, go
Go, go, go

When I was a painter I painted you well
Too bad I have to die
You brought the essentials, perversion appeal
And many lovers at one time

Go, go, go
On and on, on, on

Inside legs of corduroy I've been
Heard stories of air velveteen
Twenty hours later I fill the room
With bad sex and bad TV

Go, go, go
On and on, on, on