"The Devil's Dick Disaster" lyrics
"The Devil's Dick Disaster"
When does this start?
When does this end?
Someone is there, who's never a friend
How do you do?
How do I do?
How should I ask?
Where are my shoes?
What is this coat?
What is this face?
I just need change to get out of this place
Why all this pacing, why all the drugging?
Gimmie that change, before I start mugging
It started when liquor became the star character just breaking a leg
Needless to say taking advantage of blind elders isn't very saint
Spitting out the beer then growing my hair then to finding Alcapulco gold
Then came hallucinations anger just sinking into her face
A simmering pot, of glue, I'm waiting to sniff, it's just enough chemicals to put a small hole
Into the, ozone layer, introduced to some, powder dumping into my system
Working at bookstores With never showering
Yellow pit stains dance music war stories on, tape
Enter here, follow signs to down hill, take caution, leave behind all your sexual, powers, Apocalypse, night has, no mercy, all the buds are
Bastards when they choose to, overlook, and eliminate your, fantasy tonight
Needless to say taking advantage of blind elders isn't very saint
The snow is coming the flakes are all a flurry some touched my skin
(They melt away) but I have a purpose I never sway walking for hours don't feel the cold
(Can't see the sun) There's just the road, the trees, the piles of leaves, like vomit on the ground
I arrive and inhale
I inhale and exhale
And I know in my heart the devil doesn't like
I am a fucking machine
I am a fucking machine
Inhale and exhale and inhale and exhale
I am a fucking machine
Writer(s): The Number Twelve Looks Like You
- AZLyrics
- N
- The Number Twelve Looks Like You Lyrics
album:
"Nuclear. Sad. Nuclear" (2005)
Track Four
Track Eleven
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