baby, theres a gun in the glove compartment
next to the pile of bills and the conviction notice
just like we wanted
that dollhouse that barbie dreamed of

baby theres a bank with our name (carved) on it
sometimes they had it coming
just call it payback
that we're taking what is rightfully ours

baby theres a bomb in that empty apartment
guess we should find a new hideout
just like the last one
that pile of bricks will never be looked over


baby theres some heat in the coalmine
we wont go cold in this death cabin
just woods and the wilderness
that lovely thing they call getting in touch with nature

baby theres a shovel in the trunk space
we cant leave our tracks all covered in blood
just dont look into that lifeless face
that sight will haunt you to the grave

baby theres a band-aid in the cabinet
it looks worse than it hurts
just dont forget me when im gone
that wonderful guy that got you in this mess (of vowels)

i had a dream

i couldnt sleep

the scary thing

is its happening


i swear it now,

no it couldnt be,

the funny things

i could never see


the global watch

could never keep

the amount of time

that i'm wasting

who are you to tell me what to do with my organs?
because
the more i pour down my throat
the less i think of you
and
with another hand on my mouth
i finally get to enjoy the nightlife

and you sat back and sighed
"oh how i love my job
how i love my job
how i love my job!"
there is nothing
so senseless
to hold my jaw

this would have never happened
if they only thought about the children

I dont understand the amount of time it takes to blend in with a sea of slow moving gravel,
or the lowered expectancy of their life spans
they came here for sloppy seconds
so we gave them something real to squeal about

not long ago
there was a time
when we loved the thrill
of raising our arms
when we opened our mouths
and drank all the blood
of what would become
something more than a hunt

what began as a game
with some minor rewards
reddened their eyes
with bloodthirsty stares
something to do with the hips, i see
something that was drooling from their lips, i see

"we started this bar fight
we're swinging our fists
theyre fighting for something
that they'll never get
we started this bar fight
we know how it'll end
were fighting for something
we tend to forget."

"so when you pile on weight
just be prepared
the end result
is a colony's death
when you pile on weight
we'll buckle and bend
its happened before
it'll happen again"

"Ive seen it all
on burning bright islands
these lurid dreams
are searing these lens
ive seen it all
on blank faced whores
these sights i see
are more than eyesores"

"never again will I subject myself to those murderers
never again will I endorse the innocence of lovers

If these dying moments werent in hymn
let it be known, let them sing"

(trumpets)

"oh nectar, sweet nectar
i don't blame you for your absence at my funeral
oh nectar, sweet nectar
this composite dirt has never felt so vacant"

I know exactly how i do
filleting the merchants
that sell me the same fortune
give me back to the ocean
wrap a bow with my tentacles
slowly i know it
were moving faster and farther
away from the ridges of the pavement
in the same ol song and dance
we read into our futures
on the back of a pack of cigarettes
just like it has been
and will always be.

dont worry about me

im fine on the floor