City (Live At The Zepp)

This song's for everybody we know in Tokyo And was contributed tonight impending nervous breakdown Tokyo is a sick city, man Let's go Everyone I see's diseased or broken Holes in their arms, they got cocaine eyes Self mutilation, self surveillance Wanna get to heaven, you gotta die Here she comes, here she comes Crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes, there she comes Gonna waste another man Whoa, sick city Gonna be the death of me Whoa, sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Little Johnny Junk's a subway pilot 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 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 Whoa, sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Your meat on a hook in your own snuff movie Torture loop hallucination, nerves spliced No inoculation from the viral program Spiders in your mouth, shoot insecticide Here she comes, here she comes 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 Gonna 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