What the fuck does it mean to acknowledge this democracy. When millons are unemployed and living in the streets. What the fuck does it mean to suck the nipple of this great nation.
Bombshell from hell. . Devil woman slut, strut your lust. God sold his soul, put the devil on the cross. Blood of the whore, dead man's desire. Skin turns red and eyes to fire.
I see the devils, I see the devils. I see the devils, bloodsucking freakshow. . Yeah, I hear those devil voices. I don't mind, I'm in hell anyway. Yeah, with the devil I'll be dancin'.
Right now I want to count all the things that make you up. One part crazy jealousy and two parts puppy love. Add a dash of outta-left field rages and you'll see.
Well you're the only key. The one that's deep inside of me. Late at night in the pale of fright I wake up only to turn on the light. You tell me all these things in the desperate creeping night.
I see the devils.... I see the devils.... I see the devils.... Bloodsuckinfreakshow. . Yeh I hear those devil voices. I don't mind I'm in hell anyway.
By the people for the little people. Here's how we like to start of the set:. Dude, where's my coke? is followed by a weak joke. That segues into vote democrat.
Winds are fake but you're over there. Didn't sit here long inside my stare. In those pale blue skies you spy the errors. Strange to see how your vision narrows.
Haunted by hatred {Haunted by hatred}. Hating ever. I will I will get you. I will I will bury you. . So I put you in your place. Down down. Beneath the living.
Yard trip number seven's. The one that they painted on the lawn. And if we load it up into this gun. Soon it'll all be gone. Quarter to eleven on the day of my birth.
I hate myself. I hate myself for what I have done. I hate myself for what I've become. . Devils vain in your face. Razor to your wrist, don't be afraid.
Why don't you beat it why don't you go away. You smelly butt why don't you go away. You're just a turd why don't you go away. Sit on it nerd why don't you go away.
I don't care, fuck you. You're a deadbeat whore and deserve what I'm offering. I don't care. You're a victim under red lights, suffering. . Pure black filth to fuel the fire.
Yeah I can see for miles and the time is empty. I bounce on a wire just try and stop me. A million things I could think of today. Cause my mind is racing, I wanna stay.
I'm in a dream because everything seems. Like it's moving through some kind of fog. I try to explain but the words come out strange. And I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
It's taken everything. Everything I got and it's hung me on the line. Water rising up over me. And I think I'm gonna die, think I'm gonna die. . I told a lie that's what I said.
Yeah, come on, it's nice and cozy along. . If you'll only look into yourself. And find the time but dear it's past. Pigeonholed behind the canvasses. Shades here like you've never witnessed.
I got a call last night from Warren. Somebody told him his band is boring. Warren was crying, he felt so bad. Cause the punks don't like his bell-bottom pants.