it Don?t try to fight it It?s just the time To get down. So fulfil your fantasy Tell me don?t you agree Get your body to move There ain?t no excuse.
Weak and sick, dyin' in the sand No such things as promised land Don't lose faith in a better life Reincarnation, poor excuse You're dyin' you assholes
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars Fuck dammit, another Halloween People on Military know what this means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures
it up and plundered it and hunted Ever since we said it you went and took the credit It's been headed this way since the world began When a vicious creature
burst into flame Like me, like me My name Isobel Married to myself My love Isobel Living by herself In a heart full of dust Lives a creature called
Words and Music: Jim Johnston Solo: Jim Brammer Excuse me, Miz and Mister Cool, I didn't mean to stumble on my words, and break your stupid rule, Of
it up and plundered it and hunted Ever since we said it You went and took the credit It's been headed this way Since the world began When a vicious creature
go from haunted to unwanted, you ask why all the histeria about reading certain criteria it's simple really. it pretty much boils down to there being no excuse
burst into flame Like me, like me My name Isobel, married to myself My love Isobel, living by herself In a heart full of dust Lives a creature called
in escorted by a chorus line of bedbugs Low-tech dreck from his neck of the cement woods We come in pieces under siege and unwilling Kicking and screaming, creatures
from here on out its hoofed mare or bare footed urchin Dig in your person Now exhibit true audacity and passively hack reason to ribbons Your excused
throne of stone Bringer of evil, a destroyer of souls Do what thou wilt, lust is her excuse She'll use you up, suck you dry This beautiful creature
Was perceived as a glorious new Virgin Birth From the moment in time that baby was born The sun did now rise on a new Crimson dawn And the creature just
Birth From the moment in time that baby was born The sun did now rise on a new Crimson dawn And the creature just bided its time undiscovered So safe
got an ill intent, so be intense Some friends at the margin Making summer streams harden All these bulls shitting Trying to milk me by the carton But, uh, excuse
with defenseless pets As far as I'm concerned there's no excuse I wouldn't be surprised if you were taking bets On just how much the poor creatures can
It burst into flame Like me Like me My name Isobel Married to myself My love Isobel Living by herself In a heart full of dust Lives a creature called