scraping foetus off the wheel - descent into the inferno lyrics
another hungover morning in the bottom of the black
lagoon
purgatory disguised as a room with a view
i used to be in heaven looking down… now i know the
inferno from the inside
and you can’t see out them windows
and smoke gets in your eyes
and eyes just wanna cry cry cry cry cry cry cry…
an obscene sprawling landscape of nothing
and nothing is its middle name
meet you on the corner of nothing and nowhere… where
in h-ll is that?
so flat you can’t see ten feet in front
i want everything to disappear
give me an isolation tank, make a withdrawal from my
blood bank
give me another stiff one… and make it a double
i don’t know when i’ve had enough
but i’ve never had enough and i’ve never bin bad
enough
i need it and i need it bad
and if it ain’t bad it ain’t worth having
i ain’t the most popular boy i know, that’s common
knowledge in this town
i’m trying hard to d.i.y. but everything is broken
down
glory glory hallelujah… you get what’s coming to ya
you get a stomach tumour
you get a stake right through your heart
i recognize thee satan and i spit in thine face
whatever happened to the human race?
what happened to the humanistic faith?
what happens to human waste?
i wanna get the h-ll out but there ain’t much hope of
that
fallen into the abyss like a roach in a trap
there ain’t a hope in hades… there ain’t a hope in
h-ll
there ain’t a hope in hades… there ain’t a hope in
h-ll
i don’t need a mother no more
i’d rather be an orphan or a sonovab-tch or a b-st-rd
son who’s been dug
up dead, worms in eyesockets, holes in ma head
don’t excavate if you ain’t diggin for gold
cos it’s a long way up when you’re six feet under
under a pile of human debris
a life fulla lies and sh-t and rubble
you wanna save yourself the trouble
gory glory hallelujah… you get what’s comin to ya
you get a stomach tumour
you get a stake right through your heart
it isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do
staring into a waste of sp-ce
bring on the monotony bring on the lobotomy
and make it a double, and make it a pact
i’ve had more than i can stand–and hors d’oeuvre of
maniac
i’ve had more fun in an iron lung
i’m cancelling my next birthday
i mo wait til the witching hour then watch my life
come tumblin’ down
the moon’s so full it’s spilling over
there ain’t a hope in hades… there ain’t a hope in
h-ll
it isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do
glory gory h-llelujah… you get what’s coming to ya
you get a stake right through ya through ya
you get a stake right through your heart
it isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do
no it ain’t very pretty what a town without pity can
do
descend… descend
descend… descend… descend… descend
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