Lay down this latrine in nailbomb, In the city of Molotov, In the province of gun, In a whole off the highway In the land of two suns.
Sometimes I get pissed When My blow goes like a quickie in the snow
But I'm sure I'll go down inside. I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long The seed of a bastard. Alone in the sun for sticking it in too long. On the feet of a dragon.
Some nights the wind pipe's covered in dope. I pray it be covered in a rope.
Me, me, me. Grief, grief, grief. Beat the heat.
But I'm sure I'll go down inside. I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long The seed of a bastard. Grunt fuck. Grin fuck. Push her in the snow fuck!