I believe it´s sweeter 
When it starts to spit 
But i never tell her... 
And my lover tells me 
That the whores don´t lie 
But they steal your gold if you 
Like to wacht them cry 
And the scarecrows tell us 
That we´re supposed to fly but 
They also told us... 
Ladies coat, Ladies coat, let´s go with our 
ladies coat and play! to kill the girls, the girls 
Hey! kill the girls, the girls 
And the velvet chickens 
Start to fly with fins 
And they use their feathers 
When they got dirty wings 
Kill the girls 
Kill the girls, the girls, the girls 
Whoa! Ah! Ah! 
Ladies coat, Ladies coat, let´s go with our 
ladies coat and play! to kill the girls, the girls 
Hey! kill the girls, the girls