Boys, shoot to thrill from the hip.. This time we put the "act" in action.. We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant.. In no time, there will be make up on our new set of cutlery..
You were alone when you came in. You'll be alone when you leave again. And in the middle there's nothing that can keep you around when it's time to go home.
Position the phantom rigged in reflective tape.. Situated like a makeshift antenna, grinning like tinfoil.. We're losing reception. we can't pick up the game..
Boys: Shoot to thrill from the hip. It's time we put the "act" in action. We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant. In no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery. The livestock is star struck. They're all salivating like ravenous cartoons. Goddamn animal. You'd better watch where you spit. Squeal like soft music. If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor. Neon bulbs are the cosmetics of swine. Everybody looks quite dazzling, trussed up in there formal attire. You'd make a great secret if i could keep you, but we all spill out guts. We're locked and loaded. Drip fed and bloated. Our trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the moment. Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold. In the dark, begging for more. When the urgency strikes, you'd better not lose your nerve. It's the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright. There's a pail by the bed if you need it (but you're doing just fine). When in Rome we shall do a the Romans, when in Hell we do shots at the bar. Last call, kill it. We don't think in terms of mornings afters and we don't utter a single word of the night befores. In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing aparatus. Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man stading. It doesn't get any better than this so run like hell. This is a rock and roll takeover. Living each day one night at a time. There were mercy fucks, there was blood. You should have been there by my side. This is passion, this is red handed denial. I have no lover and she hasn't the prettiest eyes. Last call, kill it..
I feel alright, but I'm buried alive. Nothing's healed, just covered by time. I want to pray, but I think I'm possessed. Constant cardiac arrest. . I'm standing in the way again.
I've widowed every woman from the waitress to the queen. Been in and out of wedlocks with an exoskeleton key. I may perish unwept but at least I'll never swing.
Help!. It has gone black. The sky is black. Earth is frozen and black. The moon is black. Snow is black. Her eyes, when open, are black. Light is black.
I can't continue on without a sign. One wing to haul the weight of only one third of an eye. The voice I'm leaning into has been thrown. When all the meat is stripped away I'm chewing on the bone.
I brought a rumor when I came down from the mountain. That spread quicker than the fire in your eyes. Heaven won't let me in, I took my medicine. Salt water couldn't quench my thirst at the fountain.
Creeping up a wall of glass. I'm entirely made of sand. Lurching up. Feeding back. What the canyon wants, the canyon gets. And the canyon craves an apology and a pound of flesh.
Am I the only one that saw the sun burn out?. The locusts keep their rhythm. My watch is broken down. I wake up and take on water, sink to the peak of despair.
So long to young love I've anchored my heart. Farewell to small joys I've burned down the bar. I'm changing my name so I don't do no harm. Some say it's vanity, some say its charm.
I'm joining a cult, joining a cult, joining a cult. Cut off my hair, clean out my head, fill me with song. Scrap obstructed eyes. Leave my friends behind.
Explosion from the bottom of a well. Thin walls harsh winds. I tried to tap a deeper, brighter vein. But I'm back in old skin again. . Pale stone I am out of blood.
Go, what are you scared of?. All will be lost anyway. I see no good reason to wait. I will meet you.... . There's a light where you go. . Don't let a missed exit haunt you.
Though it may haunt us. And break our hearts. Death cannot tear us apart. . I'll wait for an omen. A sign that I'm chosen. Then I'll crack that reaper safe with my bare hands.
Melt the glaciers inside my veins. Thaw my eyes, crack the glaze. Trapped under ice at a fathomless depth. But I know I exist I can see my breath. . Come up to the surface, the ice age has passed.
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