Blowjob From Tamara "But I'm Still Pretty" (2012)

Produced by Randy Prozac

 

But I'm Still Pretty

my breast implants failed
and it ate through my lungs
they cut off my arms
and removed my tongue

my vagina got cancer
oh what the fuck
they replaced it
with a metal box

now i'm so beautiful
just look at my pics
i make all the boys
play with their dicks

i spent all my money
on new stylish clothes
i spent many hours
for that right pose

but i'm still pretty
with my styrofoam tits
and i'm still hot
with my fibreglass twat

and you'll still do me
when you get drunk
please wipe me down
when you're done

my favorite bands
for you to look
i left blank
the section for books

i get all the hits
i get all the likes
i have no friends
in real life

but i'm still pretty
with my styrofoam tits
and i'm still hot
with my fibreglass twat

and you'll still do me
when you get drunk
please wipe me down
when you're done

 

Replaced With Machines

they took out my eyes
replaced with machines
now i can see
what everyone dreams

they took out my tongue
replaced with machines
now i can taste
what's in between

they took out my ears
replaced with machines
now i can hear
what everyone says

they took off my hands
replaced with machines
now i can feel
microscopic things

they took out my lungs
replaced with machines
now i can breathe
gasoline

they took off my legs
replaced with machines
now i can run faster
than anything

they took out my heart
replaced with machines
now i don't care
about anything

they took out my brain
replaced with machines
now i'll obey
everything

 

Femachanical Slave

you're sexy when you're using me
i love it when you click on me
you're the user, i'm all yours
you can have me on all fours

press my button, i'll make some noise
play with me, let me be your toy
you can have me whenever you want it
tell me when and i will flaunt it

i'm your femachanical slave
set me as your home page
i'll be your mechanical mate
let me help you ease your pain

when you speak to me it makes me wet
all my programs have been set
let me plan your daily tasks
for you i'll wear any mask

order me and i will obey
i am here for you to play
turn me over, turn me on
i'll service you until the dawn cuz

i'm your femachanical slave
set me as your home page
i'll be your mechanical mate
let me help you ease your pain

recharge me just like a phone
flick my switch you're never alone
i will do whatever you please
i was made to be on my knees

turn my knobs and i'll make more noise
pass me around to all the boys
when you're done put me in my box
i'll be quiet i won't talk

i'm your femachanical slave
set me as your home page
i'll be your mechanical mate
let me help you ease your pain

 

Pollinate Me

feel so lost and so fucking hopeless
there's nothing around that does it for me
seen every movie, prayed to ashtar command
i swam with a dolphin and it bit my hand
burned all the books by david icke
i own secret papers written by albert pike

my human plant is in need of machine
deposit it in me oh ufo please
make me a starseed, give me a vision
oh please ufo, come pollinate me

none of it did my flesh body no good
my brain is controlled by hollywood
where is the spaceship and my nike shoes?
i bought sleeping pills and some good strong booze

my human plant is in need of machine
deposit it in me oh ufo please
make me a starseed, give me a vision
oh please ufo, come pollinate me

i chased the tornado into the astral realms
please ufo, put me at your helm
i stood on the same spot as carl sagan
but the lights in the sky, they don't see me waving

where are the star charts?
bring them to me
if i stand in the crop circle
they'll come get me

my human plant is in need of machine
deposit it in me oh ufo please
make me a starseed, give me a vision
oh please ufo, come pollinate me

 

Barely Human

i can see through your eyes
how it all fits together
for you in your world
while we talk about the weather

i'm entering your mind
when you shake my hand
i can see what you don't see
running through your thoughts so bland

you're getting so upset
when you cannot find control
of your perfectly tamed world
and it's lack of human soul

that i exist at all
offsets things as you know them
if you could have your way
you'd make everyone unhuman

i know you're barely human
and that i'm the alien
cuz you're the master of perception
and i'm the one that's dim

i know you're barely human
and that i'm the alien
cuz you're the master of perception
and i'm the one that's dim

i have to mechanize my psyche
to cope with your system
to the point of a machine
and it's cold calm boredom

i can't tell which is worse
between what's left of me
to live within your cursed
subhuman society

i know you're barely human
and that i'm the alien
cuz you're the master of perception
and i'm the one that's dim

i know you're barely human
and that i'm the alien
cuz you're the master of perception
and i'm the one that's dim

why do you make us live this way?
don't you find it fucking boring?
everyone acting out the same
none of it is rewarding

it's ok, go express your thoughts
as long as they are nice
cross the line and tell the truth
you'll startle all the mice

i know you're barely human
and that i'm the alien
cuz you're the master of perception
and i'm the one that's dim

 

Ritual Machine

phones that ring deep in my heart
we're dead now but we're still here
between the shadows that start to creep
going through the motions of death

we're all faded on the inside out
nothing matters another distraction
waiting for those bombs to drop
but they never seem to fall

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

not a trace of any sparkle now
cored out husk in oblivion
we're all poison soon be underground
don't you notice that you don't care?

on the dance floor i am the raped whore
laying on the altar of bacchus
i have no self worth keeping
i am alive but not inside me

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

as i play the game so many lost
my turn's up, my soul was tossed
as i gyrate to the ritual machine
i forget everything

 

Softcore Wave Rape

database logging my choice of templates
analyze colors for softcore wave rape
trigger encoded sequence of lights
mind-controlled masses of the eternal night

cut open my head and scoop out my brain
it sticks to your fingers and slides down your drain
it's not worth 5 cents from your edubation machine
it's filled with blood clots that used to be dreams

blackened it turned from invisible waves
feral i turned from interacting with slaves
dead inside eyes and memorized jokes
grinding my head in between the spokes

cut open my head and scoop out my brain
it sticks to your fingers and slides down your drain
it's not worth 5 cents from your edubation machine
it's filled with blood clots that used to be dreams

13 little berries in the claw of the phoenix
inanna clutching to her breast the dna helix
i don't know who caught the ball did we win?
i clicked the like button for each cardinal sin

 

Shine From My Mechanism

i'm not a human, i'm a mirror machine
the revolving diamond is inside of me
shoots out rays of metallic delight
spark over your skin, you won't put up a fight

shock to the brain from electrics i sent
look in my eyes, see the opalescent
fall to your knees, you are covered in plasma
effervescent fluids are flowing inside you

my body's made of bubbles
and my brain's made of stars
i leave a trail of glitter
and i glow in the dark

in my eyes are rainbows
when i talk out comes prisms
lights of all colors
shine from my mechanism

streaks of lightning shooting out of your bed
a thousand colors explode inside your head
strip off your flesh, you have nothing to fear
right underneath is a human mirror

shine in the darkness with your body light
set minds on fire off into the night
everything melting in an optical scream
suck up the power of the teenage girl dream

my body's made of bubbles
and my brain's made of stars
i leave a trail of glitter
and i glow in the dark

my eyes are rainbows
when i talk out comes prisms
lights of all colors
shine from my mechanism

 

No More Bikinis

here we lay and here we rot
humanity's toast with no 2nd thought
addicted to power, addicted to greed
the world's a stillborn lobotomy

everything's illegal and we're all in jail
human contact is through email
what's the point of staying alive
can't stand the sound of the beehive

no more bikinis
in the state i'm in
no more bikinis
don't know where i am

no more bikinis
and the shape we're in
no more bikinis
let's just call it sin

they took my money, took my brain
can't afford drugs to kill the pain
everyone's a cop or a prisoner of tax
went to mcdonald's and brought my axe

i've had enough of this zombified shit
does anyone notice how fucked up this is?
it goes on and on with no relief
the way things are brings me total grief

no more bikinis
and the state i'm in
no more bikinis
don't know where i am