In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape Broken branches trip me as I speak Just ?cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there Just ?cause you feel it
Something for the rag and bone man Over my dead body Something big is gonna happen Over my dead body Someone's son or someone's daughter Over my dead
'Cause I'm not, 'cause I'm not I swat 'em like flies But like flies the bugs keep coming back But I'm not All hail to the thief, all hail to the thief
Drag ?em out your window, dragging out the dead Singing I miss you, Snakes and Ladders Flip the lid, out pops the cracker Snaps you in the head, knifes
We're rotten fruit, we're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifting There'
I will lay me down In a bunker underground I won't let this happen to my children Meet the real world coming out of your shell With white elephants,
The mongrel cat came home Holding half a head Proceeded to show it off To all his newfound friends He said, I been where I liked I slept with who I liked
I sucked the moon, I spoke too soon And how much did it cost? I was dropped from moonbeams And sailed on shooting stars Maybe you'll be president But
I'm walking out In a force ten gale Birds thrown around Bullets for hail The roof is pulling off By its fingernails Your voice is rapping On my windowsill
Sit down, stand up Sit down, stand up Walk into the jaws of hell (Sit down) Walk into the jaws of hell (Stand up) Anytime (Sit down) Anytime (Stand up
No no, no, no no, no No no, no, no no, no No no, no, no no, no No no, no, no no, no No no, no, no no, no No no, no, no no, no I don't know why you bother
Genie let out of the bottle It is now the witching hour Genie let out of the bottle It is now the witching hour Murderers, you're murderers We are not
Are you hungry? Are you sick? Are you begging for a break? Are you sweet? Are you fresh? Are you strung up by the wrists? We want the young blood Are
There's a gap in between There's a gap where we meet Where I end and you begin And I'm sorry for us The dinosaurs roam the earth The sky turns green
: Sit down, stand up Sit down, stand up Walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up) Walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up) Anytime (sit
sing along I get it all wrong Ezeepeezeeeezeepeeezee NOT I swat em like flies but Like flies the burgers Keep coming back NOT Maybe not "All hail to the thief
: We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters This
: Something for the rag and bone man "Over my dead body" Something big is gonna happen "Over my dead body" Someone's son or someone's daughter "Over
