Текст песни Under the Tropidero - Fyrce Muons

Hungry hungry bible belt where the gogo girls believe
Can't see the bible sinner heaven sent
Can't see the bible on my knees
There is a reason why they haven't gone by the way the world to see
I get along alone the bible belt
To get along with a girl in heels

You pay the hungry hungry bible belt
It's not a five and dime we play
The drinks are free but then you pay for them
The girl's a smoky devotee
The colored lights, the pole, the stereo
To carry hips, they rock around
The crooked smile, the eyes, they look at you
Can be the only human sound

We run and we run from the tropic girls
As the cha ching of the money catch a fly in the web of the stockings hon
And the man like a primitive monkey
If we see them and they look at you as wasted skin from a light that is burning
If the seed was a plant then a busy night
And back to school in the morning honey