This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust - so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable
You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts
Slut
Hooker
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free
Slut
You bloody whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Done it before
So many times
I refused to learn my lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
I thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
So I sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in my hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand
You make me hate myself
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Says the liar to the fool
Lust - so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable
You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts
Slut
Hooker
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free
Slut
You bloody whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Done it before
So many times
I refused to learn my lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
I thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
So I sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in my hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand
You make me hate myself
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death
I Know You're Fucking Someone Else Lyrics as written by Peter Thomas Steele
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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This song helped me so much in getting over my first breakup when my ex cheated. I got a good degree of popularity with a local band and, in the final concert of the tour (in my hometown where my ex lives) we covered this specially for her ("for you sweet Kate!"). Sweet revenge! I especially love "i'm a man but it still hurts". Shows how earnest this song is.
There is a multitude of errors in this version of the lyrics. I will list a few and bits of interesting information. Firstly, he sings most of the song in second-person but he is really talking about himself. (So you sit home drinking alone) L'amour (said by locals as La-Morz) was a heavy metal bar that was really big in it's day but sadly closed in 2004. (Type O performed there a few times) You can see with Pete Steele especially with him having a hard Brooklyn accent, normally when you say whore, you pronounce the OR really strong. Hard Brooklynites say Hoo-Wah. Errors: "Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes too tight." "His tongue down your throat, his hand on your skirt." "Slut, Whore, Cunt!" / "Slut! You fucking whore! You're a cunt!" "You've done it before, time after time, refused to learn your lesson. Gave 'til it hurt, thought it was right... only fools make mistakes twice." "So you sit home, drinking alone. Empty bottle in your hand... don't even try to sort out the lies, it's worse to try to understand."
Pyro, you're awesome. I've seen you post on a few of their songs. Very nice.
For one, this song is actually "Unsuccessfully Coping With The Natural Beauty of Infidelity." This song is fuckin' hilarious and the best song on the CD. It's also completely different than the other songs
You have to listen to this song live
The lyrics are so funny, but musically this song is actually really good as well. Gotta give massive credit for fitting 'diaphragm' into a song lol
Blackdragn01, there is a song called 'i know you're fucking someone else' that lasts 15 something minutes the one on 'the least worst of' is UCWTNBOI, but like a lot of the tracks on that C.D, it's edited to a shorter track but holy shit yeah... IT KICKS ASS live is so fuckin amazin... I had to go to America to see it cause i live in Scotland :P
The Jambo
"practicing freelance gynecology" always gets me, my friend let me hear this song and I just couldn't stop laughin' at how Peter Steele can think of that shit
On Origin of the Feces (the faux live album), I think the song is titled I Know You're Fucking Someone Else... but I could be wrong. Haven't listened to it in way too long.
I still can't get over the pronunciation of the C word (Coont!) and the fact that Peter uses the word "Twat" - I think I hurt myself laughing so hard the first time I heard this.
Hell, I still laugh when I hear this!
"And don't think that I don't know what you're doing; you stupid twat!". Quite possibly the funniest thing I have ever heard on a Type O album.
this version is better than the one on slow deep and hard, i think.