I Wanna Smell Your Fingers (LIVE in Zurich)

"Guten tag, Zürich!" "Komm, gib mir deine hand!" "Ich möchte deinen Fingern riechen..." [Verse 1] Spit dripping from my mouth, eyes burning blood-shot red, I crawl across the alley, suck the sweat off your threads. Your fingers twitch in the garbage, maybe ketchup, maybe blood, I don’t care, I want it all— the grime, the grease, all the fuckin' crud! [Chorus] Oh yeah, I... wanna smell your fingers, baby, See what kind of night you had, I wanna smell your fingers, Freak! ’Cause the stink, it drives me mad, Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah— I just wanna smell your fuckin' fingers! [Verse 2] Tongue grazes the curb, your pulse pounding on concrete, I sniff for fingerprints in piss and shit and meat. Skin sticky with goddamn everything you’ve dared to do, I crawl right in, no shame, just me and you. [Chorus] Oh shit! I... wanna smell your fingers, baby, See what kind of night you had, I wanna smell your fingers, Freak! ’Cause the stink, it drives me mad, Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah— I just wanna smell your fuckin' fingers! [Bridge] Fuck etiquette, you grubby little troll, Pokin' and proddin' in so many holes. I wanna taste your finger cuisine. Every scrap, every smear of mystery cream. [Final Chorus] Hell yes!! I... wanna smell your fingers, baby, Every filthy thing you’ve thumbed, I wanna smell your fingers, freak! Drive me crazy ‘til I’m numb, Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah— I just wanna whiffa them wriggly little worms! Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah— I just wanna fuckin' smell your fingers! "Smells like fuckin' Swiss cheese! Fuckin' A." "Yip! Ha."