City

I'm drunk, dude Want it back Everyone I see is siseased or broken Holes in their arms, they got cocaine eyes Self mutilation is self surveillance Wanna get to heaven, you gotta die Here she comes, here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes, here she comes She's gonna waste another man Oh, sick city Gonna be the death of me Oh, sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Little Johnny Junk's a subway pilot He'll knife you in the head for Chinese rock Catch a falling spike, ride a silver rocket Score a body bag deal from the Vietcong Here she comes, here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes, here she comes She's gonna waste another man Oh, sick city Gonna be the death of me Oh, sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Your meat is on a hook In your own snuff movie Tortue loop hallucination, nerves spliced No innoculation from the viral programme There's spiders in your mouth, shoot insecticide! Here she comes, here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes, here she comes Gonna waste another man Oh, sick city Gonna be the death of me Oh, sick city Is gnna be my death, gonna be the death of me Sick, sick, sick Sick city Sick, sick, sick Sick city Sick, sick, sick Sick city Sick, sick, sick Sick city, sick city