Vincent Vocoder Voice - Heidegger's Gruel lyrics

She's got a funny feeling There's something watching from the ceiling And the radiators are breathing Probably not Udeis: hero, no-one Primal s** with nylon socks on A log fire on the TV A cow in the wine Wash the sheets, varnish your fences Salt the slugs, make your penances I hope somebody's paying attention Maybe something nice will happen? Maybe, perhaps, probably not I'll take every pain To use the Lord's name in vain I'm praying through not praying That life is not so cruel, nothing is out to get me Break every tool Cough up Heidegger's Gruel Acting kind to be cruel Smirking as you bang your pots against the silence I've tried to save my soul through sinning But my heartlessness is just not in it The tedium of Transcendence Escaping from what? Escaping to what? I'll die civilised: Buried a nun with glistening thighs Such a joyless, Marxist Antinatalist But what consolation is it? An emoji bunny on the boltgun to the bull? I'd give them three days dark To start building their ark From the bones of their daddies Their mommies and their sisters stirruped in the galleys Bloody marrow in their mouths: Roland Rats and Care Bears f**ing about You'll be okay Just don't give it a name Or you're f**ed