Baby, baby let it flow child. It's the tingly, brilliant sensation below now. The butterflies in our guts make it alright, (Give 'em) bricks, cocktails
Motherfucker, I see through your death rays And you can't brainwash me you fucks! Stone cold busted! Not my head, not my lawn...
Howdy, son--you can't fuck with me, I'm untouchable, dig? Black gold pumpin' through my veins, Child, we'll give you a smile, a thumbs up Promise you
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Oh, see us withering away? Breaking apart at the seams... The Great Sarcophagus takes advantage of the decline... Dollars, decay--on its reeking breath
Lap it up, strap it on! Run it in, Does it feel so right? It shits, It eats, It sleeps-- He's a man-eating swine, child-- Soul eater, extraordinaire--
Oh my God, Pennsylvania's an inferno! Watch it fall down to the ground! Oh my God, Pennsylvania's an inferno! Everyone look what's goin' down...
[written by Phillip Price, for Penny (1987-1999)]
Today, they buried a good man. It got me to thinking about all of the worthless shit The plastic people worry their lives away with. Man, life isn't
Pieces pierce the flesh, another drops to the floor Trembling words from years worth of damage. Pick up the shards and slab. Never an encouraging word