Sick ThingsAlice Cooper

Sick things in cars rotate round my stars
Sick things, my things my pets, my things

I love you things I see as
Much as you love me
You things are heavenly when
You come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You fill me with delight, you wet my appetite

I eat my things what love it brings
Come here my things
And don't fear my little things

I love you things I see as
Much as you love me
You things are heavenly when
You come worship me
You things are thrilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise, you whet my appetite

Sick things in cartridge tapes my stars
Sick things, pretty things
Play things, my things

I love the things I see as
Much as they love me
You things are heavenly when
You come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise, you whet my appetite