text: Pumping blood, pumping blood
  Pumping blood, pumping blood
  Pumping blood, pumping blood
  Pumping blood, pumping blood
  If I pump out blood in the sunshine
  Oil on the wheel
  That is blasted and busted away
  A nail or a little piece of glass
  A little piece of glass, a little piece of glass
  Swarming like bees over the air
  Off the pump, off the thing
  The blood that I’m pumping away
  Like bees over the air
  Off the pump, off the thing
  The blood that I’m pumping away
  Off the pump, off the thing
  The blood that I’m pumping away
  If I pump blood in the sunshine
  And you wear a leather box with azaleas, and I pump more blood
  And it seeps through my skin
  Will you adore the river?
  The stream, the trickle
  The tributary of my heart!
  As I pump more blood
  And it seeps through my skin
  Will you adore the river?
  The stream, the trickle
  The tributary of my heart!
  If I’m pumping blood
  Like a common state worker
  If I waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
  Would you think less of me
  And my coagulating heart?
  Waggle my ass like a dark prostitute
  Coagulating heart
  Pumping blood
  Cmon James!
  Would you top me off?
  Would you top me off as I deepen a curtsy?
  While you yell out, “mercy”?
  We grow apart
  Would you rip and cut me?
  Use a knife on me?
  Be shocked at the boldness, the coldness of this little heart
  Tied up in leather would you take the measure
  Of the blood that I pump in the manic confusion of love?
  Supreme violation, supreme violation
  “Oh, ah, ah, ah Jack I beseech you!”
  “Oh, Jack I beseech you!”
  Supreme violation
  Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, with her knives splayed
  I will swallow your sharpest cutter
  Like a colored man’s dick
  Blood spurting from me!
  “Oh Jack, Jack I beseech…!”
  “Jack, I beseech you, I beseech…!”
  In the end it was an ordinary heart
  “Oh Jack I beseech you!”
  As I scream out my pain
  In the end it was an ordinary heart!
  In the end, in the end
  In the end it was an ordinary heart
  “Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!”
  Supreme violation... Oh
  “Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!”
  I call out your name!
  Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, and knives splayed
  I swallow your sharpest cutter
  Like a colored man’s dick
  Blood spurting from me!
  Blood spurting from me!
  “Oh Jack
  Oh Jack I beseech you”
  In the end it was an ordinary heart
  In the end it was an ordinary heart
  Pumping blood