N. Johnson

N. is 28 years old. He is the Drummer of the last reborn rebel. N. is located in Johannesburg at God Help The Girl Hotel.

N. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to rehearse scene in order to get ahead professionally.

The Whore

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Song Details

The Whore is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Allegro. The music is incredible and the lyrics are earth shaking. The song was written 5/27/2010 by N. Johnson. The originality is perfect.

Fame: 84
Popularity:
Stage Potential: 30
Genre: Punk Rock
Owner: The Ex-Files
First Revealed: 5/27/2010 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed.

Dominant Instruments

Drums
Lead Vocals
Electric Guitar

Special Lyrics

It wasn't even worth it to pull her skirt down,
Another buck, another fuck,
Another 10 minutes, of staring at the ground.

She oh'ed and she awed.
Just like a good girl is supposed to do.
He huffed and groaned,
And dropped his twenty bucks and said,
Thanks for the screw.

She only smiles when she feels him cum,
Her mind is on the goal she is reaching for.
A few more tricks and she can score her fix.
Soon enough he'll be out the door.

She doesn't move as he climbs from the bed.
Her face in the pillow, he wonders if she's dead.
He shrugs, he'd just paid for the fuck,
He heads out the door,
Going back to his wife,
Back to his pretty little life.

Rolling over on the bed,
She smiles, as she counts her cash.
A quick wipe with a towel across her ass.
She stands and adjusts her skirt.
Runs a brush through her hair,
And wipes away the dirt.

Touch up the make up,
Reapply the lip stick,
Gotta keep the lips soft when you make your money sucking dick.

Thirty minutes pass and she's back on the bed,
Skirt hiked up high, shirt shoved over her head.
This guys a little rough, seems he wanted more.
Still fifty bucks for her ass means she can make her score.

A hour later she lies naked in the bed,
All thoughts of sex gone from her head.
The needle is there, sitting beside the light.
Another twenty dollar whore, OD'd tonight.

Record Releases

Licking Up Every Drop