Emelie is sad
Emelie is sad
Emelie is sad

She used to be glad
Now Emelie's been had
Emelie's been had

Emelie's been had
She might never be glad


Oh, but there is something deep inside her
Oh, if we could only see inside her


Now she's mine, all broken inside
A product of your fine
MORTAR GRIND

Every crime is seeping inside
Until they're all mine
Burn them away


Jenny used to smile
Jenny used to smile

Jenny used to smile
Now she'll only hide
Jenny's in denial

Jenny's in denial
Jenny's in denial
She might never smile


Oh, but there is something deep inside her
Oh, I know 'cause I have been inside her


Now she's mine, all broken inside
A product of your fine

Mortar grind
Every crime is seeping inside
Until they're all mine

Burn them away
Burn them away --


I used to be mine
I used to be mine
I used to be mine

Now I'm feeling blind
I'm too deep inside
I'm too deep inside

I'm too deep inside
This mortar grind --


Now it's mine, all broken inside
A product of their fine
Mortar grind

(Burn it away)
All this vile
Sulphur and brine

I keep deep inside
(Oh) Burn it away
Burn it away

Oh, burn it away
Burn it away