Hell is Home On the Concrete Where the City Bleeds

Cast Down icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 05 from the God Hates Us All LP by Slayer icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

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Despair, emptiness
See the hatred wasted on yourself
Face down, taste the dust
It’s getting harder everyday just to find a reason not to end it all
Suicide on the street
Everywhere around you, watch it breed
It begins to bury you in self-induced rejection

So now you’re wasted, broken down
I see through your ignorance
Penetrate the surface of your insecure inside
Next fix—shoot it up
Looking for the place where God speaks
Every time you find Him, He just stabs you in the back again

No one hears you
You’re society’s infection
I won’t judge when the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown away
You are the living dead
The needle numbs the pain of all your suffering

This is where the world of money changes nothing!

Just a statistic in the shadows of the real world
The system is failing you just the way it failed me
Hell is home on the concrete where the city bleeds

America, home of the free:
Land of fucking disenchantment

Despair, emptiness
Isolation rapes you everyday
Face down, taste the dust
Digging deeper in your grave
Haven’t found reason
Haven’t found a thing to live for
Godless, He doesn’t care how you choose to destroy yourself
In a world that feeds on hate you’re left here just to waste away

In your cardboard prison, asphalt wasteland

No one hears you
You’re society’s infection
I won’t judge when the blood steals life from you

No one sees you
You’re society’s infection
I won’t judge when the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown away
You are the living dead
The needle numbs the pain of all your suffering

This is where the world of money changes nothing!

Should We Open Up Her Gifts or Send Them Back?

Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (single by Elmo & Patsy icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe

She had been drinking too much eggnog and we begged her not to go
But she forgot her medication and she staggered out the door into the snow
When we found her Christmas morning at the scene of the attack
She had hoof-prints on her forehead and incriminating Claus-marks on her back

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe

Now we’re all so proud of grandpa, he has been taking this so well
See him in there watching football, drinking beer and playing cards with cousin Mel
It’s not Christmas without Grandma, all the family’s dressed in black
And we just can’t help but wonder: should we open up her gifts or send them back?

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe

Now the goose is on the table and the pudding made of fig
And the blue and silver candles that would just have matched the hair on grandma’s wig
I’ve warned all my friends and neighbors, better watch out for yourselves
They should never give a license to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe

You Want It All but You Can’t Have It

Epic icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 02 from The Real Thing LP by Faith No More icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )
“Epic” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

The Morning After icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 08 from The Real Thing LP)
“The Morning After” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12
Zombie Eaters icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 05 from The Real Thing LP)
“Zombie Eaters” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

The Stars are Falling

Doctor Jimmy icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 15 from the Quadrophenia LP by The Who icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

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Laugh and say I’m green
I’ve seen things you’ll never see
Talk behind my back
I’m off the beaten track
I’ll take on anyone
Ain’t scared of a bloody nose
Drink until I drop down with one eye on my clothes

What is it?
I’ll take it
Who is she?
I’ll rape it
Got a bet there?
I’ll meet it
Getting high?
You can’t beat it

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I’m pilled you don’t notice him
He only comes out when I drink my gin

You say she’s a virgin, but I’m gonna be the first in
Her fellah’s gonna kill me?
Oh fucking will he?
I’m seeing double
Don’t miss me if you can
There’s gonna be trouble when she chooses her man

What is it?
I’ll take it
Who is she?
I’ll rape it
Got a bet there?
I’ll meet it
Getting high?
You can’t beat it

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I’m pilled you don’t notice him
He only comes out when I drink my gin

Is it me?
For a moment
     The stars are falling
     The heat is rising
     The past is calling

I’m going back soon
Home to get the baboon who cut up my eye
Tore up my Levis
I’m feeling restless
Bring another score around
Maybe something stronger
Could really hold me down

What is it?
I’ll take it
Who is she?
I’ll rape it

Got a bet there?
I’ll meet it
Getting high?
You can’t beat it

What is it?
I’ll take it
Who is she?
I’ll rape it

Doctor Jimmy and mister Jim
When I’m pilled you don’t notice him
He only comes out when I drink my gin

Is it me, for a moment?
     The stars are falling
     The heat is rising
     The past is calling