Holy dogs in the temple of broken glass
Mississippi death threat Mississippi dead flesh
Dressed out like a deer in a wedding dress
On my house wrecking line
I love it when you beg
Enslavement brings a headache of majority
And headaches of minority
Walking and working pushing lawm mower
Using a manual can opener
The whole of nothing a whole for something a complete
Nothing it looks like i want to quit
I'm going back to that room give me a call sometime
Wet sister it's drug lord, slum slord, and strung out and
Dug up turn on and tuned out and burn out and break out
The throat god I've no more alcohol to vomit,
I lose myself on sundays, vietnam and kansas
Trench war silent preminitions
Preaching to the end of time
The north position idealogy
Written in chalk, out line on the
Back of a stop sign
At a Texas bus station ,(torn between suicide and breakfast)
At a Texas bus station,(torn between suicide and breakfast)
Leave the driving to us, solitude and poverty
never never never never