the backrooms priest and his lover boy Lyrics

don't know where I am, bathroom stalls, endless malls

Something very priestly, I'm feeling very sleepy

Something over there is trying on my underwear

One, two, one, two, three, four

Back, back, back rooms, back, back, back rooms

I'm going to the back rooms, I'm clipping through the walls

I hear the call, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Endless water slides, I think I'm gonna collide

Something very priestly, slipping me a roofie, I'm feeling very sleepy

Something over there is going for my underwear

Back, back, back room, back, back, back room

I'm going to the back rooms, I'm clipping through the walls

Back, back, back room, back, back, back room

I'm going to the back rooms, I'm clipping through the walls

Back, back, back room, back, back, back room

Maybe the back rooms aren't so bad

Me and the priest, you know, we're friends

Sometimes when I'm feeling generous, I just roll over and, uh, let him have his way with me

He must be lonely in the back rooms, but, uh, we understand each other

At least there are no fucking annoying bitches

Back, back, back room, back, back, back room

I'm going to the back rooms, I'm clipping through the walls

Holy Spirit, holy spirit, holy spirit, holy spirit, put your holy spirit in me

I'm going to the back rooms, he's coming on my back rooms