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• Artiste: Pulp
• Titre: Master Of The Universe
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I am the master of this universe And I've got so big it hurts Raise your eyes and graze your knees Oh for your master is displeased Because you dared to doubt his word His polished surface dulls and cracks Your bitter laughter breaks his back I am the master of this universe I taught you everything you know Now you must bear your master's curse Oh for I will not let you go Now you must walk this town `til dawn In every public open place Your master's look upon your face Oh now look what you have done You've spoilt it all for everyone The master masturbates alone In a corner of your home You feed him scraps when in the mood You beat him hard and keep him nude You cut your master down to size Now he cries and he cries now Lalalalala lalala... And now he begs both night and day He lets you take him on your knee He keeps on losing consciousness He dearly loves his new mistress Now he repeats it every night Every night on point of death "You are the master of this universe" Now he cries and he cries now "You are the master of the universe You are the master of the universe You are the master of the universe You are the master of the universe!"