Cunt de Diamanda Galas

Cunt
Cunt, cunt, can't hold it
Cunt, cunt who's that sleeping now
Cunt, cunt
But I can't
Cunt, cunt
You don't find myself sleeping

Cunt, cunt
Sleeping here you don't find myself
Cunt, cunt
Who's sleeping now

Shut up and cut that vein
Shut up and cut that vein

Cunt, cunt
Cunt, cunt
Cunt, cunt