This gasoline makes on fine drink
All I need is trouble
Flicker in the sunlight's dawn
They'll find my dead body cold
I used to wither just like winter
And now all I am is useless
So now is the time
To say all I wished I could have said
But I can't get my tongue out
And I can't get my sword to work
I'll just talk loads of bullsh** anyhow
Your mother in torn garments
Like Jesus Christ denied
And blood in all her pockets
And you inside her eyes
Shut it down
k** the lights
Shut it down
Let's shut it down
Let's k** the lights
Let's shut it down
Let's k** the lights