Poor Whores' Petition Live) - The Earls Of Mars
What you gaping at
I been naked my whole life
To dare to answer your cries
La illustrious decorating the streetlight
Tell me lies I will smile I won't know
I am sanctified in the practice of delight
And you're calling me whore
What you gaping at
Stick your scorn where the sun don't shine
You dare to question my kind
I seen you deride
In the court of Aphrodite
Erudite I chastise I won't go
I am sanctified in the practice of delight
La Illustrious decorating the street light
Tell me lies come to my delectable joyride
You jeer and you caw and you live to make war and
You're standing there calling me whore