We've drained full confession booths,
polluted drinking wells with our repentances and then stood,
grinning with our arm around shoulders of a rotting child.

Hold that pose!
Provisional, arrogant little pigs who devour their siblings.


Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed.
Shoot that dog if we can't afford to feed.


Famine fathered a moth,
famine fathered a moth that begot our fathers.


Keep your voices down, I'm sneaking out.
Hey! What's the big idea?
Keep your f**king hands off the insight.

That rat has got it's mother's eyes.
That rat has got it's mother's eyes.
Breeding and nausea(?), they are pouring themselves into the sea.





Stop Theif (x7).

Leave your drunken accident at the prom,

it'll grow to mend your broken heart.
Don't sign the dotted line.
Every house is a little bit of Hollywood.


The world is too incredible to bring such ugliness into it.
The artist is sneaking down the hall to impregnate the last of its kin.

Indiscernible mute in a swarm of derivatives.

I deny any part. I deny any part.


Deadbeat Godfather.


Bite your tongue. Who taught you those words?
Blaspheme! When you are under my roof,
don't ever say rock and roll.

Don't ever say rock and roll.