kevin bloody wilson
missing you
No need to tell me I can tell it's all over I can see that our love's on the rocks I've known for some time That the passion was dying Since the handjobs and the headjobs had stopped  And fucking? Fucking forget it May as well feed this here bone to the dog And me hardies are breaking And me love spuds are aching And I'm missing you Sucking me cock  I've lost count of the pearl necklaces I give ya And the facials from the odd tonsil prod And I miss the way You'd smile as you gargle Hold your nose and then swallow the lot  Now there's an unemployed sign, pinned on me fly And me zipper's all rusty and locked And I miss your sweet lips, doing tricks with me dick And I'm missing you Sucking me cock  Since you've stopped giving head I've been wanking instead 'Till I've near-worn the fucking knob off And me gonads are hurting They're bulging near bursting Now the sucking and slurping have stopped  Can't wank fast enough, cause it keeps backing up Since your spittle has dried on me knob And me sphincter's missing your finger And I'm missing you Sucking me cock And me sphincter's missing your finger While I'm missing you Sucking me cock