I started this
It's all for me
What's yours is mine and mine is mine
That's plain to see
So give it up
I've got to have
I swallow, I swallow, I swallow, I swallow
Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
What someone else
Would leave behind
And spit it out, let go to waste
I claim as mine
You're my flavor of the week
I swallow, I swallow, I swallow, I swallow
Tall and reckless
Ugly seed
Reach down my throat
You filthy bird
That's all i need
This empty pit
I've got to feed
To prove i'm fit
A healthy man
I've got to be
Malnutrition, my submission
You're the master and I take it on my knees
Ejaculation
Tribulation
I swallow, I swallow, I swallow, I swallow
Be aggressive
B-e aggressive
B-e a-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e
Go, fight, go, fight, go, fight, go, fight, win
The story is that Roddy Bottum wrote the song to see if Faith No More's frontman, Mike Patton, would be too uncomfortable to sing it. Clearly not.