Тексты песен «Dog Fashion Disco»

see you in hell my love under a palm tree sucking from a bamboo straw patiently waiting for me all night and everyday i'm in a galaxy far far away reborn unable to die i've commited 100 suicides reincarnation...

within the pale white walls from 9-5 day after day i feel no more alive than the stiff that lies the table before me wake up too early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black...

9 to 5 At The Morgue. Within the pale white walls, From 9 to 5 Day after day I feel no more alive, Than the stiff that lies the table before me. Wake up too early to twist the key. Stumble on over to the Mr...

within the pale white walls from 9-5 day after day i feel no more alive than the stiff that lies the table before me wake up too early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black...

A corpse is a corpse. Of course it is. Predetermined destiny, Uncommon bond. Don't be afraid to take my hand. Walk with the dead beaten broken man. A cult of me, a stain and feast the open brain. The...

In my youth I took a trip My first initial acid trip And it hit me like a ton of bricks My eyes they quickly dialated I began hallucinating At the tender age of seventeen As I watched the tv My dog speaking to...

show me yours and i'll show you mine dial tone and ringin connect and on im on the hotline and talking now so shut your mouth i know just what i want and that someone is you paint brush strokin in the sinful...

Late night at Penn State, we exit from the bar Stagger up the stairs, and wish we had a car Cause it's a long walk home and pretty fucking cold We chat with skins we meet, about the days of old And bands from...

Like it soar a lore a lie What tells a mine to mine Ruff sewed in mullnin' sa heartbreaka Cause she could lonely sell Like moanin' wosta lie sin Cause she's a keen Like he knows a shosin wona lus Cause he's a...

Well the sky is black, And everyone's on fire. Neon lights and shallow graves, Are all I see for miles. Waiting in utopia, To liberate the living dead. Palm trees and antiquity. Kool-aid and strychnine. Well...

You are, as dead as you were the day before your parents met unwanted, hungry, and abused (chorus) baby satan is a little brat a vile being in his habitat he was born with horns and a crooked spine to...

Don't do me no favors Don't give me no jive Don't do me no favors, girl I ain't got the time An unkind woman Went and stole my heart So many times before They tried to tear us apart So many times I...

Born in a cartoon of malicious riddles. Castrated at the thought of moving pictures. Mutating colours in the 3rd dimension. Technicolor and amphetamines in another crime scene. The lord of illustrated...

Sitting upon the shore The waves crash and echo inside my head Approaching out in the distance A ship of slaves to bury the dead This island is a pirson Of futile desparation From hunger and calamity I slip into...

Sitting upon the shore, The wave's crash and echo inside my head, Approaching out in the distance, A ship of slaves to bury the dead, This island is a prison of futile desperation, >From hunger and calamity I slip...

Young and confused Socially abused Can't find liberation Fucked up in a hole Take my life Hold me till I die Force feeding me Umbilical delinquincy Shoot me in my brain Fuck me in my brain Till...

Young and confused Socially abused Can't find liberation Fucked up in a hole Take my life Hold me until I die Force feeding me Umbilical delinquincy Shoot me in a vein Fuck me in the brain 'Till...

Yesterday everything was fine I read another dead chapter in the book of life And now my soul's saved Hallelujah The owls dance With the snakes in the sand No need to dig a musician 'Cause he's already dead...

Where I go No one wants to say I will bleed And tonight I fall I won't bleed Oh no, once you say (?) I won't bleed 'Cause tonight I fall Where I go No one wants to say I will bleed And tonight I...

A corpse is a corpse. Of course it is. Predetermined destiny, Uncommon bond. Don't be afraid to take my hand. Walk with the dead beaten broken man. A cult of me, a stain and feast the open brain. The pleasures I...