Animal Rites Lyrics - Until The Horror Goes - John Congleton

I am a man with money in his hand 

and lust in his heart 

and lust rene decartes 

I'm a bad man 

I am a bad man 

And this is a plan for full-dress mayhem 

In an unquiet mind biology kicks virtues ass every time 

I am a bad man 

And what I want is release and you can give that to me 

Go on an call the police 

I am happy and good 

But goodness you all have to look out for me (that's right!) 

You have married a mobile mortuary 

Constantly living the first line of his obituary 

And I'm a bad man 

With the business of being 

The business of breathing 

The business of eating 

The business of being a bad man 

I am a bad man 

When you're crazy at twenty, you are sex to be had 

When you're crazy at fifty, you're not sexy you're sad 

Give me your madness, don't give me your soul 

I want your body but I need to be alone 

You're with an animal 

No need for Your Highness, no need to feel whole 

I want to hold you but I need to hold my own 

You're with an animal 

You're with a warm body, carbon contents, atoms, and proteins 

I'm on a rudderless illusion of meaning 

I am a vessel here in vain with no in tow 

And if you wanna see a dead body, take off your clothes 

Give me your madness, don't give me your soul 

I want your body but I need to be alone 

You're with an animal 

No need for Your Highness, no need to feel whole 

I want to hold you but I need to hold my own 

You're with an animal 

You're with a warm body, carbon contents, atoms, and proteins 

I'm on a rudderless illusion of meaning 

I am a vessel here in vain with no in tow 

And if you wanna see a dead body, take off your clothes 

Yeah, if you wanna see a dead body take off your clothes (x3)