Southern Death Cult

she glances at her reflection but never when it rains she glances at her reflection there's a screw loose somewhere but never when it rains and all good people who've lost in love should never lose their souls the air is filled with pretence be cauti

Bang away Lead me on and bleed me Lead me on and bleed me Behind the face lurks evil Behind the face lurks pain Behind the face of the one you trust better look again Behind the face does evil I cannot face the pain I cannot the one i love false face

Ticker tape flutters to the ground The young man standing in the crowd Waves a paper flag flutter And all his thoughts he is proud Dropping far away By the grace of god we will go on By the grace of god we will go on But time is crucified Songs from

the fatman cannot see what's going on for he's not me the fatman takes away what isn't his he weakens you and me lust of your life money life your money is his life listen can you hear? tommy can you hear me? the fatman an unhappy man and all his fri

The kids of the Coca-Cola nation Are too doped up to realize That time is running out Nagasaki's crying out The doomwatch says it's time To give back what you took away Oh Uncle Sam meets the reaper Wounded knee over again Kasota, kasota Kasota, kaso

Wait a minute my friend Don`t pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A flower blossoms in my hand The people drifting by Another day ends Another day ends An eventful day ends Why am I alive? See my ribbons flowing I don`t wanna be like you

just have faith sweat drips sweat sticks sweet smells of Gin static Heaven knows nobody Heaven knows nobody A once proud noble man fades down the roadside a bottle of whiskey clutched in his hand out of sight out of mind we will survive Wild Ones cru

The kids of the Coca-Cola nation Are too doped up to realise That time is running out Nagasaki's crying out The doomwatch says it's time To give back what you took away Oh Uncle Sam meets the reaper Wounded Knee over again Kasota Kasota Kasota Kasota