Everyone I see's diseased or broken
Holes in their arms, they got c**aine 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
Ah, sick city, gonna be the d**h of me
Ah, sick city, gonna be my d**h, gonna be the d**h 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
Ah, sick city, gonna be the d**h of me
Ah, sick city, gonna be my d**h, gonna be the d**h of me
Your meat 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
She's gonna waste another man
Ah, sick city, gonna be the d**h of me
Ah, sick city, gonna be my d**h, gonna be the d**h of me
Sick, sick, sick, sick city
Sick, sick, sick, sick city
Sick, sick, sick, sick city
Sick, sick, sick, sick city, sick city