作词 : Thirlwell | |
Streams of ectoplasm pour from mouth | |
Stare at effigy of Jesus Christ | |
Blood starts to pour from its festering wounds | |
Throw me throw me throw me around the room | |
Felt, felt like bones being torn apart | |
The old marshmallow in the moneybox trick | |
Saw a face, not a face, a face behind | |
A face behind a mask of plastic flowers | |
Nine bone cheeks, acid bath, on railway tracks | |
Raise - a - razor blade pie | |
You should say I'd never imagine anything until I experience it | |
Now I never wanna experience anything I can't imagine | |
Never wanna get down on bleeding disasters | |
Let it stick lust lick dust stick bile and bones | |
Then I saw it in front of me a monument to technology | |
THANK HEAVENS FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES | |
(THANK HEAVENS! THANK HEAVENS!) | |
I cried from the house of Jesus | |
I gotta face like a bag of bones | |
Gotta race like a can of worms | |
Not a trace of a crown of thorns | |
Not a race of super-clones | |
The air, the air in here is full of extension phones | |
The air in here is full of extension phones | |
'Cos there's a rented phone to hang your head | |
And there's gon' be some confrontations around here | |
-THANK YOU LORD FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES- |
zuo ci : Thirlwell | |
Streams of ectoplasm pour from mouth | |
Stare at effigy of Jesus Christ | |
Blood starts to pour from its festering wounds | |
Throw me throw me throw me around the room | |
Felt, felt like bones being torn apart | |
The old marshmallow in the moneybox trick | |
Saw a face, not a face, a face behind | |
A face behind a mask of plastic flowers | |
Nine bone cheeks, acid bath, on railway tracks | |
Raise a razor blade pie | |
You should say I' d never imagine anything until I experience it | |
Now I never wanna experience anything I can' t imagine | |
Never wanna get down on bleeding disasters | |
Let it stick lust lick dust stick bile and bones | |
Then I saw it in front of me a monument to technology | |
THANK HEAVENS FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES | |
THANK HEAVENS! THANK HEAVENS! | |
I cried from the house of Jesus | |
I gotta face like a bag of bones | |
Gotta race like a can of worms | |
Not a trace of a crown of thorns | |
Not a race of superclones | |
The air, the air in here is full of extension phones | |
The air in here is full of extension phones | |
' Cos there' s a rented phone to hang your head | |
And there' s gon' be some confrontations around here | |
THANK YOU LORD FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES |
zuò cí : Thirlwell | |
Streams of ectoplasm pour from mouth | |
Stare at effigy of Jesus Christ | |
Blood starts to pour from its festering wounds | |
Throw me throw me throw me around the room | |
Felt, felt like bones being torn apart | |
The old marshmallow in the moneybox trick | |
Saw a face, not a face, a face behind | |
A face behind a mask of plastic flowers | |
Nine bone cheeks, acid bath, on railway tracks | |
Raise a razor blade pie | |
You should say I' d never imagine anything until I experience it | |
Now I never wanna experience anything I can' t imagine | |
Never wanna get down on bleeding disasters | |
Let it stick lust lick dust stick bile and bones | |
Then I saw it in front of me a monument to technology | |
THANK HEAVENS FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES | |
THANK HEAVENS! THANK HEAVENS! | |
I cried from the house of Jesus | |
I gotta face like a bag of bones | |
Gotta race like a can of worms | |
Not a trace of a crown of thorns | |
Not a race of superclones | |
The air, the air in here is full of extension phones | |
The air in here is full of extension phones | |
' Cos there' s a rented phone to hang your head | |
And there' s gon' be some confrontations around here | |
THANK YOU LORD FOR PUSH BUTTON PHONES |