| Don�t ever ask me why I! Never used to give a fuck About dancing, or romancing, prancing, whatever Moving too fast Don�t ask me why I want to fuck a man in the ass Come to the end I will see you Like a Kojak Now it�s time to get sown back Into the fabric Now I can tell I want to rally round the family I wanna pocket full of hell Get naked with a sense of contents In a perfect situation being tied down and lent By labour and no saviour till you turn up with the rent And out on the streets and end pent up With the fossilized remains of your rage In a cage That used to be the slave To the actions of apes And use while you can in a short little span Let it fuck you up Until routine gets overplayed On the radiowaves When you feel like a slave and you begin to cave and the rage, and the cage And the actions of apes Lend forth to explosive firepower that saves You from the web That sticks to the brains and pulls every little fiber in the course of a day Sticking to a room that looks like a life and cuts like a knife Then the fibers are gone And you�re honest And alone And it hurts to do wrong But you relax cause it�s sinking into far. I said this feeling is sinking in too... f |